JETPACK! in Whey and Sonic Screwdrivers.

It’s something Alice does sometimes. I’ll be walking around my flat, she’ll jump on my back, wrap her arms and legs around me, and exclaim JETPACK! Like a spontaneous piggyback ride.

Sometimes I internally roll my eyes. Sometimes I literally roll my eyes. And sometimes I smile and audibly laugh.

She only does this in private. Someone randomly laughing in public is generally shunned. Oh, if I’m in a safe space, I may randomly burst out laughing, and then have to take three minutes to explain my train of thought that led me to something humorous. And you know explaining a joke makes it lose a bit of meaning.

Definition, for anyone who needs it. Jetpack typically refers to a girl being a boy’s big spoon. This is because girls are stereotypically of smaller stature than boys.

Though, I don’t think stature/size is an absolute delimiter. Most of my partners have been girls who weigh more than me.

I’m enjoy being the big spoon. I’m enjoy facing towards a partner. And I certainly enjoy having a jetpack whisk me away to sleep.

Even if you have a male partner who never openly expresses enjoyment from having a jetpack, well. Us boys enjoy it in our own way. I promise. Jetpack your partner tonight.

(And if you happen to be in a same-sex/gender relationship, JETPACK, TOO. EVERYONE CAN JETPACK! YOU GET A JETPACK AND YOU GET A JETPACK AND…)

Wait, no no no, that’s not how you jetpack!

Okay, okay, there’s a time and a place, but Worf deserves jetpacking, too.

And I’m not shaming a nice good front hug/cuddle. Those are nice, aren’t they?

Documenting this so I will remember next November. I may name my next novel simply “Alice”. I’ve mentioned that my next novel will be every novel I have ever written, all in one. Lisa, the little sister I never had. Tina, the rebellious girl next door. Dan, before he became Big and Gay. Throw all these characters and more into a stew and see what happens. Redo a LOT of sequences again. It will have Timmy as Timmy. Airk as Airk. Complete with him always wearing a heavy chainmail and carrying around a ridiculously long sword.

And it will have Alice as Alice.

Have wondered about a concept… if her having some kind of precognition. Feeling as if she has lived this before. And as she gets closer and closer to her emergence in real-life timeline, she wonders “am I real?” Eh, may not go that head-heavy.

I’m not pulling anything up, but it has been argued that fictional characters are real. Is Harry Potter real? Stew on that in your grey matter.

Oh, and if you need a reminder of Airk from Willow.

Okay, maybe a touch blonde, but shhhh. In my head-writing, I have noticed that Airk, Tina, and Alice all have red hair.

I have a theory of why this may be the case. Forget if I’ve written this out.

See there was this girl I went to high school with. Her name is Tina. Yeah. I forget if I had a psuedo-crush on her. She was always nice and kind to me. Petite stature, disarming smile. Oh, and she’s nothing like fictional Tina in terms of personality. See. Real-life Tina had long hair down to her lower back. She mentioned occasionally that she would IRON HER HAIR.

Ironing your hair? You don’t forget a detail like that. Thinking just now, ironing your hair is METAL.

Wait. Did she actually dye her hair red?

…

Eh, it doesn’t matter.

You know I was a lonely boy who almost never initiated. Meant a lot to me on the few occasions she would hug me. Raised my mood a lot, and I’m sure I scribed it in my carbon journal when I got home. Feeling all “I GOT A HUG!”

Hey, remember the time I dyed my hair red? Oh, I prefer having long hair, but I like going against myself to try to “break my own rules”.

Anyway. If you have a partner or a loved one ENGAGE OPERATION JETPACK.