So Far I´m Food

 Caviar stormed into the groom shouting

- Marriage! What is that?

- It’s symbolic

-Symbolic? I thought I was symbolic?

- Well you were not and then you became just like the Oysters. So now we are not so sure. The spell feels kind of broken. The tide may have changed its tune.


The shrimpsters in the corner glared at each other wispering “we don’t know we don’t know”. Wide eyes were flickering back and north.


- I feel broken indeed pieces falling of here and there, Caviar cried, while dramatically faking a fall.

- Watch out for that sour cream! Ms. Pollock arrived squeaking.

- We didn’t spoil you, did we? She added.

- No, but I’m most certainly wasted in this state. Im in no porridge, on no bread and don’t even dare to think about toasts. 


Outside the tidal pool things continued to deteriorate.