Little Fears

Land

“What’s up?” asked Fuen.

“Oh, the usual” sighed Kraken.

“Still trying to write fishy puns huh?” enquired Fuen.

“Always,” said Kraken. “Here, look at this for me.”

Kraken handed Fuen a slice of seaweed with some jokes scrawled on.

“Not bad,” said Fuen. “Cod do better…”

“I don’t get it,” pondered Cloud.

“Not sure I do either,” said Kraken.

“Have you ever thought fish might be…” started Cloud.

“Terrible comedians?” finished Kraken.

“Yeah,” replied Cloud.

“I’m gonna stick at it,” said Kraken.

“Good luck,” said Cloud, drifting away in the wind.

“Hey Cloud,” called Kraken.

“Yes?” yelled Cloud.

“If you do hear any good fish puns,” smirked Kraken, “let minnow.”

“Man, I have been so stressed recently,” said Blue.

“So have I,” sighed Spectre.

“I once heard coral dies when it gets stressed,” pondered Blue.

“Coral?” exclaimed Spectre. “What does coral get stressed about?”

“Current events,” replied Blue.