Fiction/Poetry

On your way to steal my mermaid, eh?

“Can I have the last one?” she asked, reaching her fork over.

“Hell no!” I swatted it away, a fly hovering over the syrup.

“I never get to eat Æbleskiver,” I said, savoring another bite.

“You had your chance to order better.”

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