Moth Coffee

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“The coffee machine is blinking at me.” Fall remarked, swinging her arms back and forth. “I think it’s trying to communicate in Morse code. It wants a vacation, Tilly.”

Agent Tillman didn’t look up from his clipboard. He just adjusted his glasses and moved his chair three inches to the left to avoid being kicked in the head.

“It’s out of water, Fall. Fill it up or stop talking to the appliances.”

“So demanding!” Fall sighed, eyes darted over to the door. “Oh! Look. We have a visitor. A tiny, mothy visitor.”

A small girl, no older than six, stood in the doorway. She was clutching a plush moth with oversized button eyes. She didn't make a sound; she just drifted into the room.

“Miss Moth!” Fall beamed, dropping to one knee so she was eye-level with the child. “Did you come to save us from the caffeine crisis?”

The girl, was generaly considered the UIU's most adorable Irregular Asset, didn’t speak. She just looked at Fall with wide eyes, then slowly lifted 'MOF' the plushie.

Tillman finally looked up, his expression softening. “Evening, kid. You’re up late. Shouldn’t you be in the containment suite?”

Miss Moth tilted her head. She reached into the small, felt pouch attached to the plushie's back side. Her tiny hand disappeared much deeper into the toy than should be possible.

“Is it a map?” Fall whispered excitedly. “A secret transmission from the beyond?”

Miss Moth pulled her hand out and held it forth.

It was a single lemon drop.

“A tactical snack!” Fall gasped, swiping it grining. “You knew I was hungry!”

Miss Moth gave a tiny, childish nod. She then turned to Tillman and produced a second candy, a peppermint.

Tillman stared at the candy in his palm. “I.....thank you.”

“See?” Fall popped the lemon drop into her mouth, her eyes crinkling. “I told you she was the best hire this department ever made. Better than the guy who can smell crimes before they happen. All he ever smells is his socks.”

Miss Moth giggled. Fall attempted to pat her head, before Miss Moth dashed out back into the hallway.

Fall watched her go, leaning against the counter. “We should get her a tiny tactical vest. For the plushie." She quickly adds. "To look professional.”

“No.” Tillman said, unwrapping his peppermint. “Let’s leave the kid alone.”

Fall chuckled, already looking back at the ceiling. “COME ON! ....Maybe the candy is a tracking device for the Moth-Kingdom.”

Tillman sighed, rubbing his temple. “Just fill the coffee pot, Fall.”

“Aye-aye, Captain.” she winked.

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