How many of us are guilty of neglect as Steemit takes hold of our life?
“Don’t panic Sparky, my sweet. We’ve plenty of time.”
“But Danny—I still can’t see the D.”
“It’ll turn up, Precious. And I’ve got the L.”
“Are you sure this is going to work, Darling?”
“It has to, Sparks. It just has to. Oh, look! Here’s the E again.”
“But I thought you’d done the E’s! Oh, we’ll never get done in time!”
“We will Sweetheart, don’t take on so... I got the first two E's, after the F. But we need the letters in their right order, my Love. Just stay calm. Can you see a K?”
“I can hear water bubbling! The kettle’s boiling!”
“Don’t panic Sparky, my sweet. We’ve plenty of time.”
“But Danny—I still can’t see the D.”
“Alright, Dearheart. Keep your feathers flat now. There won’t be a clean cup within miles of that kitchen.”
“Oh dear, Danny... Where on earth can that wretched H be? They’re all relying on us—we can’t fail them!”
“Of course we can't. And we won’t, Sweety-spark. I’ve got the I.”
“Oh, and I can see the N.”
“There, you see? Finished! You ruffled those cute little wings up for nothing.”
“Oh, Danny! I hear the spoon, she’ll be back any moment!”
“No panic, Sparky-girl. It’s done. Straight across both monitors! She can’t possibly miss it. Perfect! Now, just look innocent. And hungry.”
