Drabble | Candy Melt

Drabble | Candy Melt

The candy spirit was predictably sweet. But Lonny couldn’t get over its spiciness. Its kisses tasted of cinnamon taffy.

Its first appearance had been a series of surprises. Floating ingredients shaping itself into a humanoid form in his shop after closing had frozen him in amazement. That it wanted to caress his mouth instead of eat Lonny in a monstrous way was mind-melting.

Another time, peppermint nearly overpowered him, finding it grinning with soft-crack white sugar over a smooth stick striped with pink.

No balls. No spun-sugar hair. Maybe the spirit would take suggestions.

Lonny, wide-mouthed, knelt in his kitchen.


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