Title: Crickets
Rating: G
Warnings: Crickets :D
Notes: Written for Promptfest IV. Prompt: Satchmo – Crickets
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Satchmo loved crickets. He loved to watch them. He loved to listen to them. He loved the way they smelled, and when he found squished ones he'd roll and roll and roll in them until he had the scent all over him.
When he could find them, he loved to chase them - especially the fat black ones that found their way from the basement and into the yard.
But more than anything else, Satchmo loved to eat them.
He loved them so much he wanted to share, and so he would sometimes leave one on the living room rug for Mommy and Daddy, but for some reason they never ate them. Neal, who came over to play with Mommy and Daddy, did not seem to like them either, and was very upset when Satchmo woke him from a nap to drop a half-alive giant cricket on his chest.
The loud shriek had Satchmo darting under the table for cover. That was when he finally understood that humans had no taste, so he kept all the crickets to himself from then on.
Satchmo didn't mind.
~fin