The Universe's Mixer

A shimmering thread of gold arched gracefully across the sky of The City. Thin spiraling offshoots of glimmering star dust spun off in the wake of the main glittering body. In the post snow clearness of the sky that shooting star was brilliantly framed against the black velvet night. The closer it came to the ground the louder a faint tinkling of bells could be heard. Soft clear and sweet as dew ripened berries the sound carried with the motion of the ball of light.

Beauty of illumination and sound coming to an end in a spectacular collision with... a mailbox. The thud was not overwhelming, the sort of noise made when a misguided blue jay mistakes a clean window for a safe passage. But the thud was there none the less, and the pretty trilling bells ended with it, the glittering gold faded to a humble bit of light on the ground at the foot of the box.

( clap your hands if you believe in faeries )

"Well it's a nice time to return to spring, isn't it Candy?"

"Why yes, Frank, it is. This is the perfect January day to see the bright sun and feel the warmth of the season on our shoulders. I'm sure that some of us out there enjoyed our brief interlude with the snow..."

"And what snow it was!"

"So we have to thank Windy for informing us all how that silly snow works. But the rest of us are beyond ready to have our warm weather back, aren't we?"

"Yes. We are."

Frank turned to the second camera, taking the screen all to himself. His smile wide. "For all you criminals out there, you'd best be careful! The City now has not one, but two teams of brilliant partners dedicated to the safety of our streets. It's a good thing that one of these foursome is male. Those girls will be needing somebody to look up to."

"That's right, Frank!" Candy laughed, and then it was her turn to fill the screen. "For the rest of us girls, you should come on down to the pet shelter and volunteer your time on Saturday. It'll make you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside."