Smilography

Today was going to be that day. That day Giovanni, the Golden Lion-Tamarin, would embark on a wonderful journey to the downstairs living room and watch flashy images on the strange box. He had been studying it for the longest of time over the past few weeks. Yes, that day had finally come. And Giovanni knew that nothing could go wrong. Winter orbs appeared from behind the wall, scanning the room until they landed on the grayish colored couch. From there they adjusted until he was looking at the black box pushed up against the wall. He grinned and approached with caution, glancing around the living as if some type of alarm would go off in t