While his scaredy fish friends skulked amongst the glowing corals, Gilbert was well into his routine. Gilbert was a born show off; he was also a smarter fish than most: he’d lived in a pet emporium and knew the score. When big people faces squashed up against the sky, and their fingers pointed, it was showtime!
A new home, new food a new world awaited the star performer.
Once again Gilbert seemed to have won the day. As he was scooped from the tank his golden tail flipped with excitement.
‘This one Sir?’
‘Yes, please. Can I have it grilled with a green salad?’
This is my entry into this week’s 100 word challenge over at Friday Fictioneers.