Postkort fra 2047: The Battle of the Kitchen Window
Dear Alma,
Okay so you have to hear this. A delivery drone got stuck on our kitchen window yesterday. Not crashed — STUCK. Its little suction feet (→ they have suction feet now, did you know?) latched on and then the battery went flat halfway through un-latching. So it just sat there. For four hours.
Bastian HATED it. He did the low growl, you know the one. He sat on the counter and stared at it without blinking. The drone made a small sad beep every 90 seconds. I timed it.
Then Sofie (she is 5 now and a menace) found Mom's scarf and tied it around the drone "so it wouldn't be cold." Mom said leave it. So the drone is wearing a scarf. Bastian keeps batting the fringe.
Dad finally called the depot and a human came on a cargo bike to collect it. He said sorry for the trouble. I said no trouble, we enjoyed it.
↓ drawing of Bastian plotting revenge ↓
The chestnut outside is doing the white candles already. Spring is early again. Are your gulls back yet?
Oskar (og Bastian)
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