Author's note: Scenelet from Sun Probe.
Prompt 11, Chocolate Milk
Virgil cradled the mug of hot chocolate between his bare hands. Mount Arkon was cold, bitterly so, but not as cold as space... and that thought made him shiver. His brothers and Tin-Tin were in that cold void, heading for the sun, to be melted like tiny marshmallows unless Brains worked his scientific magic.
He glanced over at the genius, so intent on recalibrating the transmitter's frequency, trying to reach out from their snowy perch with a lifesaving beam of energy.
Faster, Brains! Hurry! he thought, staring bleakly out at the driving snow, and clutching the hot drink even closer.