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I couldn't resist...
Part 13: Bubblenest
I worked for days, barely paying attention to anything around me. I didn't eat, sleep, or jump. The whole time I sensed Goldheart watching, and it made me work all the harder.
When I finished, I noticed several Bettas staring in awe at my work. I myself froze, I didn't realize how large I had gotten it. This bublenest, it was nearly 4 yards... It covered all of my territory and more.
Goldheart swam up to me. "How...?" She seemed speachless. I noticed some females started flaring at me and making s shapes with their bodies and darting around to get my attention. I just stared at Goldheart, SHE was why I'd done all this. Suddenly, like a great firey inferno, information suddenly exploded in my head. When I saw Goldheart... I wanted nothing more than to protect her from the world, to chase, to... flare.
Other Bettas quickly left when it was obvious I was finished. I stared at Goldheart again, and I flared. I yelled, I zipped through the water, and I jumped and flew through the air. I felt like a fry again, and it was Goldheart who I wanted to be with. I started to chase her, and at first she seemed confused. Then she started zipping around, and we playfully chased eachother. In both of our eyes pure joy was glaring. Then I realized why she had seemed so different.
Eggs. She had eggs... just waiting for someone to hatch them. And I was going to be that someone! I chased her under my bubblenest, and I showed her what I wanted with body language, I flared and made an s with my body, and she began to show signs to me, too. I swam over to her and did what I knew I was destined to, I embraced her.
20 years later
The rock had seen much, had been there since the dawn of time itself. It remebered being miles underwater, in a salty, dark place, where giant titans battled above. It remebered the water drying and strange insects munching on the vines that grew over it, and then strange reptiles and droughts, it remembered giant meat eating agile two legged things, then the great explosion that sent it miles away from its original spot and made it tiny. The rock remembered freezing times and strange creatures, two legged things appearing, and then once again being covered in water as a mere home for fish. It remembered the story of the little white fish who defeated the two legged creatures, and of it's legendary bubblenest, and it lived in the rock. After it had died the other fish had somehow marked the story of him into the rock.
Then, a little fry. Just a Betta fry, barely old enough for color to show. He was fiercly hunting down insects, and attacking minnows with strange fierocity. Something was different about this little fry, something familiar to the rock. Its scales were white.
I'm sorry, don't yell at me lol (Had that happen once when I ended a story before) I pasted the whole thing, just the story, on microsoft word, and it was 13 pages! Wierd coincidence... but it was still long. Hey... I actually might consider working on a story to publish as my mom is friends with a few publishers...
If guppies are jewels, than Bettas must be rainbows
Proud owner of Neon, Ryu, and a still unnamed CT