Go. The Fuck. To sleep.

Mist covered most of the world except for a circle around where Fever was hopping from stone to stone. This rock. That rock. This rock. That rock. Bounce bounce bounce. She never slipped. Not even once! It just went to show that she was perfect in everything that she did. Totally skilled.

After a bit of bouncing, the mist opened up on a nice little lake, fireflies bouncing around the dark edges and reflecting off of the water. Fever blinked her eye in return, the golden glow illuminating the girl's right eye. Mom said she was a firefly, after all. Fever bolted around the edge of the lake, bouncing into the air to try and catch the blinky bugs in her mouth. She never caught them, but it was a lot of fun trying.

"Fever Medacium"