Cloud on a Stick

I scrambled onto the foot rail of a snack shack counter and discovered a fluffy cloud of electric blue cotton candy spun around a paper cone! Back home, clouds stay high in the sky and dump blizzards, but on vacation they put them on sticks for tourists to eat. I gripped the paper handle with both blue hands and shoved my snout straight into the sugary fuzz. Crunch! The whole blue tuft dissolved the instant it touched my tongue, turning into warm, sticky berry sweetness instead of freezing solid. A little spun sugar even stuck to my chin fur! Eating sweet summer weather right out of the air is pure vacation magic.