If It's the Last Thing I Dooooo!
The water's cool, cool and green like the emerald atop a fiery Egyptian goddess's crown. You're swimming, swimming and swimming and swimming and hardly knowing where you're going!
I mean, you're a dolphin! What are you supposed to do!? They'll never find your body! They'll never find you and even if they *did,* they'd never recognize you!
This... is a pickle.
A clicking in your temple alerts you to another dolphin close by, a dolphin with a wicked propeller scar on his forehead. You don't say hello... you're not fluent in psychic clicking.
"So, what, you're not talking to us now?"
"Um... " You manage to click.
"You think you're the baddest dolphin in the world just cause you saved some dolphins from aliens? Well, I'm gonna show you who's the real hero in these waters! C'MERE!"
"Squee!" You swim off frantically, the scarred dolphin hot on your tail going "I'm gonna get you, Echo, if it's the last thing I doooooo!"
Written by Mr.Peaches on 10 January 2007
The end (for now)