Your pet thunderstorm bobs around excitedly when you lift the lid of the terrarium. You turn on your hair dryer and blow in a tiny warm front. It booms with joy as its little clouds flash and roll

And because the lightning is tiny it tickles and makes your hair stand up a little.

You can’t let it out to roam around the house anymore. Ever since the cat jumped on top of the terrarium and caved in the lid, Zeus has held a grudge and will zap her with tiny lightning or rain on her.

A micro story by Tyver Foucault
@TheDoorTHED00R on Twitter who has apparently deleted his account due to X controversy.

Expanded upon by various online folks
Stolen and compiled by me