I dashed to the left, the buzzing of my wings filling my ears. Squrrsh. That sound. That damned and blasted sound. The smell of the chemical that the giant attacked us with made me sick. Screams and screams. Everywhere surrounding me. The giant. The giant was smirking. It aimed the device that the chemical was released from. I flew as fast as I could. I didn’t feel like dying today. Not now. I have too many things left to do in my short life. I haven’t a wife nor child. Not today.
More screams. I dodge and fly high and above the giant. A fearsome creature. Almost impossibly large compared to us. So large this beast did not need to fly. It could just move, taking large, uneven steps. I flew higher and out of its reach and sight. I waited for the adrenaline coursing through my veins to dissipate. I couldn’t be panicked or rushed now. I have to focus. One moment of distraction, one bad move and I’d find myself under the giant’s mighty weapon- squished and dead. I wonder if, to the giant, I would just look like a small, inconsequential red smear?
I look down and around. So many have died. We had only just colonized this new land. It had plenty of food for us to feed the children. Plenty of room for us to grow. But we had not anticipated there being a giant, cruel and territorial, in our new home.
I held back tears as the giant attacked my brethren again with the chemical. They flew in circles, confused, before the giant grabbed its weapon, a cloth of some sort, and ended their lives. The giant got many of us in that go. Dozens just murdered without remorse. I looked at the giant. I looked at its eyes and saw nothing. Though I do not think this giant had intelligent thought. If it did it would know that we mean it no harm. We wish only to eat and live peacefully. Maybe it was envious of our flight? Of our camaraderie? There are no other giants around. But is envy enough to cruelly murder us? Women and children included? We have done nothing wrong.
I take a deep breath and ready my wings. Few of us remained. Very few. An unsustainable few. There was nothing to defend at this point. I fly off my perch and dive bombed to the giant, hoping to get a good hit in. As I got closer I could see that the giant had the chemical container. I smelled it before it hit me. I’m falling. I cannot see. I keep falling. I land hard. I’m scared. I’m terrified. I want my mother. I want my friends. I open my burning eyes and see the giant. And then I see the cloth. I am sorry.
-A Retelling of the Legendary Battle Against the Demonic Giant: As told by Hored, the fruit fly bard: Only 10 fruit flies survived that battle. They left the giant’s land. They never again ventured to colonize new areas ever again.
womp. This reminds me that fish in my mother’s pond have been dying because her water lily has grown too big for the pond and there’s too much food/algae/gunk for nine..I mean, seven fish :O We havent cared for them in years until now XD
aww :c i get really attached to all my pets. even fish. i love fish though they each have their own personalities and they’re pretty playful.
I KINDA WANNA SEE THIS WATER LILY NOW? Like omg i’m imagining the piranha plant from mario here.