I sigh and dive under, swimming out to where it's deeper, "Fine, then, um....Come in and help me catch some," I say, diving under again and swimming even deeper. I swim to where the sea level is a foot taller than me, and go under, my fathers eyes helping me see underwater.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I see one and get it, but it slips away. I surface and swear, glancing around for where it went, "There's one around here. Just had it," I tell him, diving back under.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I find it again and corner it with a rock, taking it in both hand and surfacing, I start to cook it, causing it to stop moving, and take a deep breath, "Got one," I flash a smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I swim back to shore and stand, sand sticking to my clothes, "Ugh, My clothes are wet now," I muttered, ploping down. I get some sticks and start a fire on it, cooking the fish above it on a stick, everything on me damp.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I nod and flash a smile, when it's done cooking. I take a peice of and try it, "Yeah, this is better than the seaweed..." I chuckled, handing it to him, "I'm not hungry. You can have it."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!