The days grew longer and I became confident that there would never be anyone who would save me. I was losing hope. Thankfully the regular feeder had came by and washed out all of our containers, giving us fresh new water, which I was pretty thrilled about and my chomped up tail was beginning to heal. But what use was it, when I was gonna be here for the rest of my pitiful life and in a week my water would be filth anyways! I had taken to just resting on my side in front of my container. I barely noticed or cared when feeders walked by now. Why should I care? Nothing was going to ever happen.
But it was a few days later when a tall, and rather old looking female feeder had came by to look at us. I swam up to look at her for a second while she was in conversation with one of the feeders I often saw around here. She seemed rather strict, and I knew I was hopeless for getting picked, so I sunk back to the bottom of my container and watched. The regular feeder was talking to the tall one, and she nodded her head up and down as she listened. Then, the regular feeder gestured towards us and the tall feeder walked over and examined us. I didn't even put on a show. What was the point? But just then, the feeder crouched over, making her face level with my container. I just laid there, probably looking dead, or something close to it. She peered at me, then spoke in a concerned voice to the other feeder, who laughed and did the strange head nodding thing, and then stepped forward and suddenly smacked on the side of my container, making my water quiver. I leaped up in shock and did a quick, scared circle around my container. The two feeders spoke for a second, then I watched as the regular feeder grabbed two bettas from a spot too far away for me to see. One was a beautiful striking, bright red, the other was light creamy colored with beautiful fins. She handed them to the tall feeder, then grabbed two more bettas, a dark blue and purple one and a white one with a long red tail. Then, with two bettas apiece, they walked out of sight.
I sighed and swam to the back of my container. “They had to pick them. They could pick any four bettas, and they didn't even pick one of us.” my buddy didn't seem too really acknowledge what I was saying, so I sighed and swam to the front of my container, feeling dejected. A few seconds later I saw the two feeders coming back, empty handed. I wondered what happened to the other bettas, but I figured they must be okay. The regular feeder never let anything bad happen to us. But now, the tall one, she was examining us all over again... And then, I suddenly noticed they were both watching me and talking. I spun around and headed over to talk to my buddy.
“G-Guess what?” I stammered excitedly. “There's some feeder out there, she's buying a ton of us... and, and, right now they're checking me out! Things are looking good!” I spun around with thrill and then puffed out my fins proudly.
“Good going, kid. I knew you're day would come eventually.” I looked at him, and suddenly realized he didn't seem very happy. Then it all washed over me. Of course. He had been here ages before me, then I came in and complained how terrible it was. I whined to him that I'd never get picked. But now, it was happening. I was getting picked, and he would be the one left behind. Again. My stomach felt sick, and words started tumbling out of my mouth.
“Wait... wait I'm not so sure I wanna get chosen!”
“What are you talking about? I thought it was your biggest dream!”
“But, what about you! It's no fair that you'll be left behind again!” I hyperventilated. “You can't be left behind on your own! I have to stay!”
It seemed like it was too late. A feeders hand extended in my direction, but then, to my relief, it grabbed the container of the betta above me.
“Phew,” I said “Looks like I'm staying...”
I looked at my buddy and I saw that he looked partly relieved too.
Suddenly, I felt a hand grip onto my container.
“No!” I cried, as I felt myself being lifted up and carried away.
My buddy didn't say anything, just watched with a look of dismay as the feeder was about to set down the container of the betta who was on top of me, down in front of him. But then the taller feeder spoke, and their hand extended to grab my buddies container. The regular feeder set down the other bettas container in my buddys old spot, and then took my buddy away from the tall feeder and they both began walking. With us.
I looked over at my buddy from my own container as we were jostled up and down from the feeders every step. He looked scared, but I passed him a look of excitement and his face lit up. Soon we found out where the other bettas were carried off to. It was the same place where we had stayed while our containers were cleaned. It was a big hollow cube with a door that led to where the feeders the kept stuff they put in our water, and there was even a water dispenser. Me and my buddy were set next to the other bettas. I looked over at the four of them, some seemed thrilled, others terrified. I caught the bright red ones eyes and we shared a smile. He was definitely one of the excited ones. Our regular feeder grabbed something rested against the big cube. It was a big looking board and she pulled on it, and folded it in some parts, and voila, I realized it was one of those boxes I had been put in before I was taken away from my home not so long ago. And then, one by one, our containers were grabbed and placed inside. Mine was stacked on top of the really light colored bettas. Me and my buddy were placed about as far apart as we could be, but I had a good feeling about what was going on, and I imagined we'd see each other again soon.
Thanks to Amaya Yu for the great drawing in my avatar!
♡ Churro, Orange VT Male ♡
♡ Jade, Black Female Kitty ♡
~~♥ Rest in peace Venus 09/25/09 - 06/20/10 ~ ♥
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