Bigger than five, less notable than ten, not as round as twenty.
-Prancing, pirouetting pachyderms.
-Ice cream that’s hard enough to chew and good enough you want to take your time doing it.
-Mixed nuts without raisins.
-A cool breeze on a warm day
-A warm sun on a cold day.
-Impractical jokes.
-Multitudes of millipedes. Not centipedes; those are awful. Millipedes are alright.
-Fascination.
-Things that writhe without losing their ability to be adorable. Think puppies or snakes; probably don’t think maggots.
-Treemendousness.
-That isn’t a typo.
-Seeing more things that change your perspective of old things that make you reflect on new things that leave you blindsided by yet more things.
-Creatures that are whale-like in ecological niche and possibly behaviour while not even remotely being whales at all. Particularly if they can’t swim.
-Unorthodox juice.
-Secret forts in forests, made from forests, for forests.
-Stout, sturdy cupcakes with good solid butter icing that’s had a chance to set to be almost crunchy but not quite.
-Anything starting with p that’s pronounced as a t. Pterosaurs. Ptarmigans. Etc. (not etc)
-Cloning dinosaurs at all.
-Clowns appearing from the left of me valiantly protecting me from the Joker who is standing to the right of me.
-Missing a limb and then finding someone else’s.
-Pangolins. They’re very handsome.
-Animals doing normal jobs. Only as long as they agreed to it and are being fairly compensated for it, though.
-Feathers being scales that went weird; I just like that being real and accurate, it’s very cool.
-Arch things. Archways, archmages, archives.
-But NOT archbishops.
-Whales going whaling for whalers. Wailing optional.
-Gooses bumping. Also flailing. Screaming. Smashing. Furiously pummeling.
-Unconventional teas (bone; cryptid; ultraviolet) served in deeply conventional containers (world’s best dad mug; don’t even TALK to ME before I’ve HAD my COFFEE mug; mug turned illegible by time and dishwasher, etc.).
-Vermin. Especially the small ones. Verminimals.
-Salvation through procrastination.
-Clicking and clacking.
-Approachable, friendly, and completely unintelligible skeletons.
-Ports fitted for unconventional traffic e.g. giant sea turtles with submersible capsules strapped to their backs; tiny planets in big buckets; shark embassies; sea tigers; ocean-travelling moose flotillas; dolphin dreadnoughts, etc.
-Continents that are not lost, merely temporarily misplaced.
-Z as a sudden and unexplained substitute for S.
-Largeness.
-Smallness.
-Extremely mediumness.
-Parrot parents. Especially if they’ve been vocally trained on terrible sitcoms.
-Cities built by things that don’t have hands out of stuff that won’t hold together in places where nobody can live.
-Earl, who links URLs.
-Franklinstein, the series of children’s books about a young turtle sewn together from the shattered fragments of dozens of turtles harmed by careless drivers and how he tracks down his murderers and strangles them.
-Unobtrusive hats.
-A big stupid superhero fight where someone’s big stupid supervillain machine shoots a big stupid blue energy ray into the sky and it knocks down a passing satellite and squishes everyone involved.
-Artificial intelligence that is exactly as dangerous and powerful and clever and useful as the intelligences that created it.
-Meteorologists forecasting meteors.
-Thick thickets.
-Foods that become appetizing when mashed, pounded, or seared.
-Alley alligators, particularly without warning.
-Every novel way found to pronounce the letter ‘y.’
-Elephants that never forget, but may sometimes forgive, and will often forfeit.
-Mammoths standing near sauropods and feeling at peace and content with themselves and life.
-Continents we used to have that we only vaguely know. Remember Rodinia? Me either.
-Plugs that make very satisfying noises when activated.
-Self-awareness that rises to the point of understanding that sometimes you need more than just self-awareness.
-Switches that not only flip, but also flop, and can do so repeatedly.
-Flies that won’t fly.
-Mighty fortresses built with immense skill and planning using the finest materials and the most cutting-edge science that were so good at what they were that they never once actually had to be used.
-Eighty-one.
-That particular day in spring when the rain hits hard right before the sun comes out and then every single plant goes absolutely apeshit.
-Something for nothing, and nothing for something.
-The tall heeding the small.
-A bed you can’t get out of but you don’t want to.
-Dogs that, after hundreds of years of diligent breeding, stockkeeping, and effort, are very bad at everything they’re meant to be doing.
-Unauthorized vowels used without restraint or remorse.
-Cottages. But only if properly dilapidated, cheap, and broken-down.
-Wriggly’s Believe It Or Slip The Knot.
-Fields sown with things that should not in any reality sprout but do (dragon’s teeth, turtle shells, pepper flakes, etc.