Join Date: Nov 2011
Location: Where the concrete burns your feet
Okay! I'll continue! :)
Once my tank got filled up and I dodged the rocks as they were put in I noticed how shaky the place I was is. I think I'm on top of the salty water I got dumped in. I explored my new home a little... It was pretty small. Only 1 gallon. The man said their was only 10 gallons on board and too not put too much in.
Still, I was grateful to be in any heated water at the moment. Their was light blue gravel with sand all in it and a purple plant with a cave. I was happy here. I just remembered about the other bettas. I flared and went over to the edge and looked out.
Tanks and Tanks lined the walls. Many ocean animals that were injured were in there, but the ones that I thought were betta's were...
Clown fish??? NEXT TO MY TANK. I flared as much as I could, but that was weakening so I sunk to the bottom and fell asleep on a especially sandy part...
I woke up to sloshing water... Ugh where were they taking me??? Monthly cup change?? Oh, I'm at the "boat" place... I turned and saw the young girl carrying the tank I was in. She was humming. I saw her dad releasing the spiky fish that was on the other side of me in the 5 gallon tank. He was singing a rather cheerfull song. I don't want to go in that water again, NO NO NO! I thought. The girl kept carrying me though. "Where, where, where?" I know betta language wasn't hers. I jumped a little, but I didn't hit the top though. Luckily. I heard her giggling then she hurried her pace. We made a turn which was a sharp splash in the water then she entered a little hut.
The hut was as big as the room in the "boat". It was, again, lined with tanks. Only a section was not covered with empty tanks, and this section had fish supplies. "Ohhhh, a betta, a betta, fine speciman. Very uncommon here, yes, yes. Where would you get this beaut? Is it a male, or female?" A strange voice was heard. I flared up again, then got weak again, but didn't fall asleep. I turned and noticed my fins were short. Ohhh. Argh. Flare, flare, flare. I'm not a girl, no, no, no!!!! "Oh, alright, not a female."
"Sir, I found him in the ocean badly damaged. I think he got dumped. Poor guy."
The guy seemed in deep thought, I just saw him. He had a long white beard. He dreamily stared at me. "My," he said, "What a devastation this world is now a day's. This is sad. Okay, well the fish company sent me a kit on betta's including tanks and starter kits. They got the memo. So I'm guessing that's what you need?"
"Yes please. He nipped on my leg when I was swimming."
"Oh okay, a nipper, this shall do good." The man handed the girl a tank. It looked 10 gallons. "Since of the devastation, it's no cost. Just pay for the food." My stomach rumbled.
"Thanks." I heard my new owner talk and I flared at a mirror than in shock I saw a short finned bloody betta staring back at me... Argh. I'm so tired... I fell asleep.
(How's that? More?)
Follow your own pawsteps.