I am surrounded by two things, shards of glass and water, one is supposed to be there, the other one isn‘t.

I feel the ground vibrating, as if something ginormous came running towards me. I am trying to reach some form of shelter, but despite my enormous efforts I don‘t seem to be able to move anywhere, however the world seems to be bouncing up and done at a weird angle.

Simultaneously I notice another weird, but more concerning thing. I can‘t breathe. No matter how hard I try to breath in, it seems like my airways are somehow glued together.

The steps have come to a halt right in front of me and it was indeed a giant. It looked familiar and I realized she (at least I assumed it was a her, since she was a lot less colorful than the smaller one I always saw) was one of the creature’s who observed me behind my glass, they looked very weird, with their long limbs, and the had a plump way of moving forward, by placing one of their longer limbs in front of the other one. The two shorter ones didn‘t seem to have any stirring function, however they were used, to grip things, like our food. Me and my friends were always cautious around them, but slowly grew accustomed to their presence (and I mean it was nice that we didn‘t have to hunt our own food).

Suddenly, the giant started to make deep terrifying noises, and it took me a while to realize she was directing them at the smaller giant who I didn’t see at first. He started to make weird noises in response, and water started streaming down on, what I assumed it was, his face.

I couldn‘t focus on what happened next between them, as I started to lose my consciousness, due to the fact that I couldn‘t breath. The last thing I heard sounded like far away streaming water.

„How could you do this“ I screamed at my little sister. I was furious, somehow she had managed to push several liters of water too heavy to lift even for me, down from it‘s stand. It shattered into thounsands of little pieces and flooded my whole room. Some of the fish were still jumping around, while others seemed to have given up. She started to cry „I‘ m sorry, I didn‘t mean to, I just wanted to play with the fish, but they were too high up“. She looked really sad, in her pink, wet dress and with tears streaming down her face but still, she had to learn a lesson. „I can understand that, but you should have asked me instead. Now most of those fish you wanted to play with, are dead. Do you understand what that means, dead?“ she nodded and started to cry a little harder. „I can deal with the water damage later, let‘s try and see if we can save some fish first“, I say in a calmer manner, she nods, and looks at me, waiting for further instructions. „Go to our laundry room, grab the big grey bucket in the corner, and fill it up with water, when your done call me, don‘t try to carry the heavy bucket on your own, do you understand“ she nods and runs of, eager to right out her wrongs.

I sigh, I just can‘t stay mad at her for long, I mean I‘m her big brother, who else wood teach her these things. I turn to the fish, and while I hear her filling up the bucket with water, I start inspecting them, the ones still moving, will get a new home eventually, the bucket is only temporary, the others I‘ll have to flush down the toilet.

After a few minuites, I‘m done. I hope I didn‘t mistake any living ones as dead.

The fin.