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Trinkets-Baubles

 
 
 

As you know, on the Coral Reef, there live Forever Young Shrimps, who constantly walk in lace caps and glance, sighing, at the Lighthouse. In addition to them, Noisy Little Ones also live there. These mysterious creatures love to play and have fun for any reason, creating a wild noise and uproar that troubles the entire ocean. Nobody has control over Noisy Little Ones. In the mornings, they play tag, and their running raises sand and sea spiders from the bottom. During the day, they fight with baskets made of silt. In the evenings, they arrange rough-and-tumble right under the nose of the Old Shark.

But there are days and nights when Noisy Little Ones quiet down and hide. It means the moment of the great and mysterious game Trinkets-Baubles has arrived. The rules of this game are strictly confidential. Nobody from the outside is allowed into this game. And no one will ever know who won. Refereeing in this game is always disputed, and as a result, dust flies throughout all the nooks and crannies of the Coral Reef. In the morning, this dust gets stuck even in the teeth of the Old Shark.

Despite the mystery shrouded in the darkness of the ocean waters, it's known that Trinkets-Baubles is a very ancient game. It's also known this game always uses beautiful shells, coloured pebbles, rainbow bottle glass polished by waves, and coral fragments. Nobody saw the game (I don't know how this happened), but for some reason, the preparations for it aren't secret. Noisy Little Ones bustles around busily, draws random polygonal cells on the bottom of the sea, drags from all sides and places various little things in these cells. At the same time, the mysterious creatures look extremely important and thoughtful. They don't argue with each other. They whisper, squint at everyone who tries to overhear their secret conversations, and even bite someone.

One day, Whale (yes, the same Whale who likes FeFuFyFa) stuck his moustachioed muzzle into a field marked out beyond the Coral Reef. He wasn't interested in Trinkets-Baubles or how to play that game. Not at all. The Whale was sailing about his business and came across a strange accumulation of curious things. Unfortunately, he didn't notice the cluster of Noisy Little Ones. However, Noisy Little Ones discovered Keith in their field. The situation is clear: Whale is immense, and Noisy Little Ones is tiny. The commotion began! They pulled out Whale's baleen and bit him on the fin. The Whale was offended and swam away, waving his tail and scattering all the trinkets and baubles. Since then, Noisy Little Ones hasn't spoken to Whale, and no one has learned anything about Trinkets-Baubles. Even Old Shark.

 
 
 
 
 

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