I could use some prompts for D-J, please, except E and I, which are well-taken.
“That is… bizarre. Is that a Beetle?” Bennie stared at the.. it was probably a car. What else could it be?
The thing hurtling down the highway at hair-raising speeds was the general shape of a VW bug. And it was on a highway, and it was being, presumably, driven.
But the windows, if there were any, were not visible; what was visible instead were the iridescent wings of a beetle and, coming from the front, two long antennae. No wheels were visible, either; instead it looked as if the thing were simply running on spindly legs.
“It looks like a beetle to me.” Barb was peering out the bus window, too, her tone thoughtful. “They don’t come that big, do they? Even down here?”
“Of course not… well. As far as I know.” Bennie had learned not to scoff at Barb’s questions. It only led to misery. “As far as I’ve ever read.”
“Books.” Barb, on the other hand, scoffed at will. “So what do you think it is?”
“I…” He hated admitting it. “I don’t know. Hey, look, it’s stopping.” The highway had petered out into a stop-light-ridden intersection, and the bus had stopped alongside the possibly-a-beetle-Beetle. “Hunh, even stopped, I can’t see the windows.”
“Are you sure it’s a car? I mean, yes, driving along the road and all, but still…” Barb fell silent as the thing’s wings opened up, and the beetle-Beetle launched into the air.
“Hunh.” Bennie craned his head to follow the thing’s flight. “Well, it has a muffler.”
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