UniquelyMoi ~ BlithelyBookish’s Comments (group member since Feb 24, 2010)

UniquelyMoi ~ BlithelyBookish’s comments from the Happily Ever After Cafe group.

The yellow-tailed gillerbelly began to wheeze.

OOoh, I just read for this author and it was really good!

It in the Just for Fun folder.

"There is that."

Thanks!

"Not so lovely. They're called 'poofer' for a reason. Ye'll have to come up with somethin' better 'en that iffin you expect to convince me to die for ye."

"Ye tryin' to tell me I'll come back again, in another life? Like mebee a poofer fish?"

The yellow-tailed gillerbelly groaned. "If you expect me to roll over and die, you'll have to do better 'en that."

The thing about yellow-finned gillerbellies is that you can't out right kill them. You have to talk them into dying first. That's a problem for most people, but never been for Calum.

"Nice weather we're having, aye?" He began.

The first nibble upon his line wasn't a nibble a'tall, but a boot. The second nibble yielded him a fat yellow-finned gillerbelly, his favorite fish of all.

I'm having much more fun with it than I thought it would. I hope the humor is okay. I'd hate to find out it was supposed to be a drama! LOL!

And Lisa Kay... **hugs** I hope you laugh A LOT today, and always!!

The little winged creature had the nerve to twist around and bite Calum's thumb. He let it loose and watched as it fluttered away, cursing. He couldn't be sure, but it was possible the wee little bugger flipped him the bird!

Calum huffed out a breath. Flighty little thing, this one. "No, I hadn't heard that, but I'll take a steak if ye have no biscuits."

Calum considered this carefully. The woman seemed a bit older than him, or said the wrinkles on her face. But her ankle looked younger by far. He didn't think himself a shallow, vain man, but he'd always imagined his wife to be a few years younger than he. After much thought asked, "Have you any biscuits? I'm starving."

Calum chuckled, "I've no children. That I know of."

He plucked the wee one from his shoulder, and holding him by the nape of his neck, enquired, "What do ye know of that old woman with the craggy face?"

"I think I liked ye better when I couldn't understand what ye were sayin'."

After wiping the snot mucus from his face, Calum had the strange notion that somehow, someway, he'd now understand what the little bugger was trying to say. "Now, speak again, li'l one?"

"Wee one, I didn't understand ye the first time ye said it, and I don't understand ye, now."

Scurrying up the man's arm and onto his shoulder, the little creature whispered once again, words Calum could not understand.

Calum quickly knelt and scooped up the angry little creature.

"There now, I'm sorry, li'l one, I didn't see ye down there," he whispered while stroking it's wee little head.