My sister was very shy and scared, the poor little thing. She was very pretty. I called her Marbles. Dude and I tried to comfort her, and I think she liked us. But she hated scary. She was always terrified that he would somehow hurt her! I promised her he couldn’t harm her, but I wasn’t sure. He was a very mean fishy, and our cups didn’t have lids, just some plastic with some air holes punched through. I was pleased when a young girl took Marbles home. Marbles looked very scared at first, but she recognized the girl. I did too, I realized. This sweet thing had been begging to get Marbles for a week. I guess she finally was allowed! Marbles waved her fin at me and Dude before being carried away. I prayed her tank was big and roomy and wonderful.
Well, I was at that store for 2 weeks. I was still feeling okay, but I was hungry often because we were only fed one worm every other day. Once I actually took a few chomps out of my tail because I was so stressed and hungry. My brother and I blew bubbles and talked, but Scary was always watching us. One day, Scary was doing his poufy thing again just as a teenager came up to us. He was a nice looking kid. He saw Scary and just about fainted. He grabbed him up and picked out a 1.5 gallon tank with green gravel and a filter. I was glad he left, and happy that his home was so nice, even though he was mean.
The days seemed to grow longer, and Dude and I were still there. I watched my other siblings numbers dwindle, and many wonderful and pretty bettas leave. A blue male got a half gallon tank, a red female got a 1 gallon tank, a green male got a 2 gallon tank… I waved to them all. Everyone needs encouragement! But Dude and I were growing weaker. We still talked, but we spent more time sleeping and trying to stay warm.
Finally, the day came for Dude to go. A young female girl came into the store and went straight to the bettas. She picked out a little plant before coming over to check us out. She immediately took a liking to Dude. She spun his cup around a few times, and Dude waved his fins proudly. Dude turned around to look at me and wave a little goodbye wave, and the girl looked back to see me. She smiled and said “You’re lovely too little guy, but I can only get one today.” She carried Dude to the counter with the plant and a great 2.5 gallon tank. I read the sign on the side. “Mini-Bow”. Well, I hoped Dude liked his “Mini Bow”, whatever that was. It sounded cool…
A few more days passed, and I wasn’t doing very well. I did my best to be encouraging for the other bettas, but I started becoming jealous. I was beautiful too, wasn’t I? Didn’t I deserve a home too? I was annoyed that so many bettas were taken before me! Even Scary got a home ages ago. When was it going to be my turn! I frowned and was about to go take a nap when I saw the girl who took Dude away a few days ago. She literally ran straight over to me. She looked relieved that I was still there. She smiled at me and grabbed my cup.
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