#cg!lloyd

i love catchin' fireflies!!! i wrote this for lloyd since i realized i haven't written for him in a good long while & i miss him a lot 💕 192 words

you could have anything your heart desired. whatever you wanted, lloyd could afford it, and if it wasn't for sale, he'd figure out a way to get it for you anyways. thats why he was confused when you ran into his office with that eager look on your face, asking for nothing but a clear glass jar. of course he obliged, he could never say no to you, but he had to wonder what you had in mind. usually when you asked him for something, it was a toy, or a treat, or a trip to the theme park, not an empty jar from the top shelf of the kitchen pantry. as soon as he placed it in your hands, you bolted to the backyard. "come on, dada!" you called out behind you. the evening air was filled with light, fireflies glittering like stars against the backdrop of dusk. one landed on your arm, and you guided it into the jar, your hand covering the lid as you held it up to show your dada. even if all it took was a jar and some bugs, your smile was priceless to him.