We end our exploration of God's Fantastical Underwater Creatures with a story. Enjoy!
Phesti shrugged, causing the bronze cerata covering her back to wiggle. “So? I don’t care what those stuck up Jellies think. They don’t own the water.”
Elysia rolled her eyes. “I just want to watch the show.
“Fine, though why you want to watch a bunch of Jellies float down a runway is beyond me.”
“I told Olindias I would cheer her on.” Elysia nodded toward her Jellyfish friend. “Oooo, look. Here come the Weedies. They’re going to dance.”
With a bow and a puff, he jetted over to a flat rock table where several bright orange Octopi were gathered. They snatched the crab cakes off the platter and began to stuff themselves.
Phesti shuddered. “I can’t stand watching them eat. It’s the beaks I think.”
Elysia shrugged, her mantle edges curling. “I don’t mind. At least they’re neat.”
“Well, you like everyone.” Phesti waved her foot tentacles. “Even after all the nasty things those Jellies said to you and you still come to their show.”
"Just because they’re unkind doesn’t mean I have to be. And Olindias stood up for me.”
“Maybe she grew a brain.”
“Phesti.” Elysia flared out her mantle. “That is not nice.”
“They called you slime foot.” Phesti wagged her cerata. “How can you defend them?”
“Did you see that?”
Phesti twisted her foot to peer down to the end of the runway. “Too far for me to see anything. What was it?”
“I don’t know.” She slid closer to the algae and then slipped around the Octopi rock table until she was closer to the end of the runway. A black Sea Nettle was reaching the runway end when the light flashed again followed by an ominous slurping noise.
“What are you doing?”
Elysia’s mantle flew open. “Phesti, you scared me near to pieces.” She slid closer to the odd noise. The light from her mantle grew brighter and her eyes grew wider as the origin of the noise was revealed. Elysia slid backward as fast as she could, shoving into Phesti.
“Phesti, we’ve got to stop the show.” She pushed her friend forward. “Keep ahead of me. Stop the show.” She raced onto the runway.“Stop the show.”
Olindias was gliding toward her. “Elysia, how could you? This was my moment.”
“You don’t understand. You’ve got to stop. Don’t go to the end.”
Olindias bell puffed as she tried to get past Elysia. “But why? I see a beautiful light down there.” She waved her tentacles at Elysia. “Just because they wouldn’t let you compete is no reason to ruin it for the rest of us.”
Elysia raced alongside her friend, grateful for once that her slime allowed her to keep pace. “You don’t understand, Olindias.” She flared her mantle and using all the solar light she had stored, she lit up the danger.“It’s an Anglerfish!”
The iridescent bubbles of applause turned to pale bubbles of horror as the crowd panicked. Octopus jetted past the Leafy and Weedy Sea Dragons, pulling them along with the current away from the Anglerfish. The MC’s mushroom was trampled by the stampeding Sea Horses and he fell over, all eight legs a tangled mess.
Olindias managed to jet away from the peril while Elysia and Phesti slid to safety.
The Anglerfish, its deception now revealed, left in a huff.
“Oh, Elysia … I’m such an idiot.” Olindias drifted over. “I should have known you’d never have tried to disrupt my big day without good reason.”
“You are an idiot.” Phesti murmured.
“No problem.” Elysia raised her voice to drown out Phesti. “It’s easy to be fooled by the light of the Angler.”
“Laaadies and gentlemen.” The MC had somehow managed to regain his mushroom stool and contain the audience panic. “Let’s all give a warm round of applause to the bravery of our friend, Elysia, the Sea Slug.”
Bright pink, purple and gold bubbles erupted from the crowd.
The MC waved his arms until the crowd quieted. “It's true what she said. It is easy to be fooled by the light of the Angler, but we can all be grateful that it's false light doesn’t stand a chance when revealed by the light of the sun.”
Yay for Elysia! So, who was your favorite character? Our heroine of the day, her intrepid and somewhat irascible companion, Phesti or maybe the MC, with his purple top hat?
Thanks for stopping by. I hope you come again. Next time we'll explore the Lord's amazing creatures of the air.
Susan J Donetti
Lives in Northern California with her husband, two dogs, three cats and one horse.