Chet stared down at the millions of stars at her feet and cocked her head to the side, as if what she was looking at would make more sense lopsided. A chilling breeze brushed her hair and pulled her out of her thoughts before she turned to face her partner in crime.

“What do you think?” she asked, glancing at the handsome young man standing beside her. “Perhaps this city is just too big for the two of us.”

“Why the pessimism?” Maverick grinned, staring at the petite girl. “It’s not like you to be so negative about these things.”

A large cloud loomed above them, preventing any moonlight from bathing the city.

The girl arched an eyebrow. “Negative? I was merely implying that perhaps we should start small.”

“Small?” The taller of the two repeated, incredulous. He shook his head. “No, Chet, start big – that way they’ll remember you better.”

While the moonlight slowly showered onto the concrete canyon, Chet peered down at the city of lights once more. Smirking, she turned to him and said, “You’re right. We should go in with a bang.”

“Of course I am.”

“Well then, let’s go!”

With that, the girl leapt off the building, catapulting herself over a bustling city square and exploded, shocking the air around her with thunder. From her body sprung an array of brightly coloured shooting stars that raced across the sky, before dissipating into the air.

“Woo hoo!” hollered Maverick, before he too dove into the gaseous ocean and popped into nothingness. His pyrotechnics were more flamboyant: the fireworks were longer and split off into newer ones while also creating larger explosions.

On the grey earth below them, humans looked up, awed by the sudden fireworks show. Indeed, it was so unexpected that a fire truck was soon on the scene and the administrative public servants were phoning left, right and centre to discover who permitted it.