Yays! :DD This is totally unrealistic, but whatever. XD Enjoy! ^.^;
Diary of a Rose Ch.3
A Goldfish in Its Bowl
Spring 6th, afternoon
This morning, I was fishing in the coldwater streams by the mountains. Apparently, the area has lots of goldfish; I caught a bunch! Unfortunately, I could only keep one; I picked the prettiest, most orange one, and carried it in a bucket to the general store. And guess what? I got to keep it! Barbara congratulated me on my find, and then she gave me the old 65-gallon fish tank they keep in back. I've already washed it out and put some soil from my garden in the bottom, filled it up, and put in the fish. It looks a bit bare right now but Barbara warned me that he would eventually grow big, big, big; he would eat any plants I put in there, and a lot of the water plants that you can get around here are toxic to fish anyways. Oh, well. It doesn't matter. I'm not too worried about some stupid little plants.
Barbara told me that goldfish eventually grow up to be big, really big—I didn't know that; I'll have to remember that for future references! Supposedly, no fish can live in bowls—no, not even those... what were they called? Betters or something of the like—I have no clue. Well, anyways, my goldfish lives in his big tank now, and that will just have to do from now on!
I don't have much to do now, except maybe go back to my farm and water some more of my crops. I forgot to do that today, mostly because I wanted to get to the mines... Haha, so much for that; I ended up fishing, instead.
Spring 7th, evening
Phew! I've been so busy these past couple of days since I wrote last that I've had no time to write! But, boy; do I have news for you!
Barbara brought me a second goldfish this morning! She said that the one I had was actually a male, so she brought me a female to go with it because she thought that I might like to see some goldfish babies! She also brought me a bunch of black worms that she said could be collected from the mountain streams where the goldfish are found. She said that you have to chop them up and the baby goldfish will readily eat them. They're some of the best food out there for goldfish! She also said that I have to get the garden soil I put in the tank out because supposedly there's bad nutrients in it or whatever. We had to go back down to the mountain stream and collect some sand off the bottom of the river bed. We also collected a bunch of rocks and a couple of plant species that survived in the goldfishes' habitat and decorated the tank up quite nicely with rockwork and a few plants in the corners and such…. I can't wait to see my two goldfish have babies! Their names are Harold and Delyliah (deh-LEE-lee-AH).
Anyways, I made quite a nice profit the other day by planting my fields up with lettuce and cabbage! I couldn't plant the entire thing, but I got about a third done. I made 1300 G! Most impressive for somebody who could barely get by before, don't you think?
Today, I went back to Rose's farm. She was working in her fields, but she whipped around, startled, as I walked up the path past her farm to the dock.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded, her dark brown eyes like golden fire and her—albeit short—hair waving in the wind like flames.
"Uh…. I'm fishing," I explained calmly. "The pond by your farm has a bunch of good fish there, you see!"
She deflated, sagging down a bit. Now she just looked like a normal tired out, sweaty girl holding a hoe.
"Hey, what's that?" I asked, pointing over to a rather large clear fish tank with lots of rocks and two tiny orange fish swimming in it. There were a few things that looked like seaweed swimming in it, and I glanced up at Rose inquiringly.
"Oh…. That's just my goldfish tank. This baby is 65 gallons," she explained, running over and firmly patting the top.
"Wow—impressive!" I stared at the two beautiful golden fishes swimming inside. "You know, you could start a saltwater tank, perhaps? The only thing is that I think you need some fancy filters or whatever. Barbara should have some things—"
She cut me off, holding up her hand in a "stop" kind of motion. "Say no more. What kind of fish can you catch in the ocean? I'm looking for a small, colourful one that either stays that way all through life, or that grow really huge over time, like goldfish. Any ideas?" she requested.
"Sorry. I'm not quite sure. I know of gobies, but they're generally not all that colourful. They're brown," I told her.
"How big?" she inquired.
"Not quite sure…. A few inches, maybe?"
"Do you know of any freshwater fish?" she asked.
"Hmm…. there's bitterlings that I know of. In a tank of your size, you could have 12 or 13 of them. They're quite striking," I explained.
"Maybe I'll get Barbara to get me some glass and silicone," she mused, starting to walk away now. She walked slowly, her hand on her chin, deep in thought. She slowly paced up the path to the Garmon Mine District, ready to ask Barbara about the fish tank, I guessed.
"Uh…. Good luck!" I called, waving after her. Once she was gone, I took out my fishing rod and a few plastic bags, filling them with water, ready to put any fish I could catch into them.
The entire time I thought about Rose. Am I in love with her? No, I thought, shaking my head vigorously at myself in disbelief.
I had been so sure that I wasn't in love with her just 4 days ago. However, the fact was, with each passing day I woke up to, each day I was less and less sure of myself.
What should I do? I asked myself. However, that was one question that I just couldn't answer.
