A Flash in the Dark

I scrambled across the low media shelf where the dark screen cast a soft blue glow across the floor. Resting in a small wicker basket was an old metallic claw grabber toy with a spring trigger! I clamped both long arms around the handle and heaved with all my strength. Click-clack! The little plastic tongs at the end snapped open and shut in midair, scooping up a loose tangle of foil movie ticket stubs. I hopped on my knuckles, letting out an excited chuff as the shiny silver scraps fluttered like confetti!