Fleeting Dreams

This story was prompted by a picture from the NaNoWriYe DreamWidth.  It’s something that I have been thinking of regarding my little “chorus” of people that were part of Project Lullaby (which I’ll be writing about in July).

Soap Bubbles

“You want us to… what?” Taurys said.

Gilbert fought against the flush of color that he could feel rising at the question.  Thrusting the bottle of soapy water at the agent he said, “Blow bubbles.”

Ilya frowned at the loop of metal he was holding and then arched an eyebrow at Gilbert.  “I’m assuming there’s a point to this exercise,” he said, his voice soft.  Unspoken was the request to know what that reason might be.

“All three of you are having trouble with the amount of force you use for things,” Gilbert said, rolling his eyes.  He took the loop from Taurys and dipped it into the bottle of soapy water.  Then, he blew very lightly.  A flurry of bubbles drifted away from him on the wind.  He dipped it again and then blew very hard on the loop.  The soapy mixture splattered away without forming even a single bubble.

“Ah,” Valdis said, dipping his own loop into the soapy water.  “It’s to learn better control!”  He blew on the loop and blinked when the soap splattered everywhere.

Taurys took the bottle back from Gilbert and took the loop.  “It’s not that hard,” he said, shaking his head.  However, when he blew on the loop, the same thing happened.  He blinked at it for a moment and then stalked away grumbling to himself.

Heaving a sigh, Gilbert stepped back to watch as the three test subjects began trying to blow soap bubbles.  Ilya was the first one to actually get anything like positive results.  He laughed loudly when the flurry of bubbles engulfed Taurys.

“They’re so… delicate,” Valdis said, as he managed to blow a bubble.  He tried to catch one on his wand and blinked when it popped.

Gilbert nodded.  “That’s exactly the point,” he said.  He looked over at Taurys, who was finally managing to blow bubbles as well.  “Now, do you see the point?”

Taurys smirked.  “Yeah,” he said.  He blew a flurry of bubbles and then carefully caught one on his wand.  “Thanks, Gilbert.”

Heaving a sigh, Gilbert nodded.  “Eventually, you all are just going to do what I ask without looking at me as though I’ve lost my mind,” he said.

“Wouldn’t go that far, Doc,” Ilya said, as he caught a large bubble on his wand.  He blew on the loop and a double bubble floated away.  Then, he smiled.  Shrugging, he said, “But, we might actually manage to do it without giving you so much grief.”


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