kawa~ inspiration #5
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Title~ Honey Pot Procession
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Both girls are mine~
Notes~ kawa~ inspiration #5. I've never eaten a honey ant, but I want to~ X) I love doing these fics with the iccle!twins. They're so coot *^^*
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Yamin looked up from her sketching, frowning in puzzlement at her sister.
Nimay had discarded her new wooden sword in the sand, and now lay on her stomach, inspecting something by the spiky-leafed yucca. She waved a beckoning hand in Yamin’s direction, not taking her eyes off of whatever it was she was watching.
The seven-year-old shrugged and abandoned her drawings, flopping down in the sand next to her twin.
Nimay turned to her, grinning in smug enthusiasm.
“Ooh,” Yamin exclaimed in response to her sister’s discovery.
A line of ants ran from the yucca across the sand. Those running to the spiny plant looked the same as any other, but the ants returning to their nest had the swollen, golden abdomens that marked them as honey ants.
Yamin watched the procession of ants for a few moments, then raised questioning eyebrows at her sister.
The other girl nodded and reached out with one hand. Her fingers hung like talons over the string of ants before she struck, picking one ant from the line between thumb and forefinger and biting off the nectar-filled abdomen of the insect.
Yamin propped herself up on her elbows, carefully inspecting the procession as it marched under her nose. When a particularly large ant scampered past, she grabbed it in the same way as Nimay had and carefully bit its honey pot off. The sack popped in a burst of sweetness in her mouth, like a grape filled with honey.
She loved honey ants, and wished they grew just that little bit bigger, so there was more than just a taste from them.
Nimay nodded in response to her silent proposal, selecting another ant from the line with such careful scrutiny that Yamin had to giggle.
Nimay pouted at her, clearly having no idea what had amused her sister.
Yamin propped herself up again, raising her eyebrows and looking down her nose at the production line and making a great show of picking off her next ant.
Her sister merely poked her tongue out and grabbed another ant at random.
“I hope you two don’t plan on eating the whole nest,” Mehni called out to them, having just returned from work.
The two girls exchanged mischievous glances, grabbed one last ant then tore back to the house to greet their father.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Both girls are mine~
Notes~ kawa~ inspiration #5. I've never eaten a honey ant, but I want to~ X) I love doing these fics with the iccle!twins. They're so coot *^^*
Yamin looked up from her sketching, frowning in puzzlement at her sister.
Nimay had discarded her new wooden sword in the sand, and now lay on her stomach, inspecting something by the spiky-leafed yucca. She waved a beckoning hand in Yamin’s direction, not taking her eyes off of whatever it was she was watching.
The seven-year-old shrugged and abandoned her drawings, flopping down in the sand next to her twin.
Nimay turned to her, grinning in smug enthusiasm.
“Ooh,” Yamin exclaimed in response to her sister’s discovery.
A line of ants ran from the yucca across the sand. Those running to the spiny plant looked the same as any other, but the ants returning to their nest had the swollen, golden abdomens that marked them as honey ants.
Yamin watched the procession of ants for a few moments, then raised questioning eyebrows at her sister.
The other girl nodded and reached out with one hand. Her fingers hung like talons over the string of ants before she struck, picking one ant from the line between thumb and forefinger and biting off the nectar-filled abdomen of the insect.
Yamin propped herself up on her elbows, carefully inspecting the procession as it marched under her nose. When a particularly large ant scampered past, she grabbed it in the same way as Nimay had and carefully bit its honey pot off. The sack popped in a burst of sweetness in her mouth, like a grape filled with honey.
She loved honey ants, and wished they grew just that little bit bigger, so there was more than just a taste from them.
Nimay nodded in response to her silent proposal, selecting another ant from the line with such careful scrutiny that Yamin had to giggle.
Nimay pouted at her, clearly having no idea what had amused her sister.
Yamin propped herself up again, raising her eyebrows and looking down her nose at the production line and making a great show of picking off her next ant.
Her sister merely poked her tongue out and grabbed another ant at random.
“I hope you two don’t plan on eating the whole nest,” Mehni called out to them, having just returned from work.
The two girls exchanged mischievous glances, grabbed one last ant then tore back to the house to greet their father.