Állatmesék I. [Fables I.]
Quicksilver
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A fish and a matza
The golden fish with its rainbow-coloured tail looked out of the glass bowl and silently cursed its masters that they did not cover the bowl - again. He was nervous all the time when they did that, for that nasty black cat with the strange eyes was always around it, and his glance always semaphored the same blue-yellow-red message ’I will get you one day’. And he will, the goldfish thought morosely, even though I will make him sick, but he does not believe in it, only when he eats me and throws up all fours…
The fish tried to think of a new tactic that it has not tried before, but it is not easy when one lives in a small and transparent bowl with very few tools to work with – and even that is getting small for it. Am I growing fat, he thought, or is it maturity? For its kind when mature grows vicious teeth and sharp fins and so capable of defending itself – but not just yet, the fish thought gloomily, it is a bit later still, and that damn cat is around again, I saw it around the table, why is it not going after the bird, that sits over there and only flies away a bit just to avoid the cat and laugh at him… with this much effort he is wasting on me he could have gotten the flashy bird by now.
So, what about a bit of a camouflage? Let’s pretend that I have grown fins and teeth, maybe he gets the meaning and keeps those sharp claws away… and so the fish got some props, and hoped that they would fool the cat. And it did indeed, the cat shrunk away from the strange creature in the bowl, it is not dangerous he thought but then what it is? Funny? Comical? How could it carry that huge fin and still swim? Anyway, how could it swim at all, the cat thought, not at all enjoying the idea of putting its paws into the cold water, and suddenly not even interested about the deformed creature either, with its strangely coloured fluke and the huge fin on its back… doesn’t even look edible, he thought, maybe I should really go for that annoying bird in the next room, to measure my fangs and claws with its beak and talons…
And let the fish swim around in that bowl until it grows out of it, after all it was not destroyed when it could have been…
And the bird is now ready and awaits the cat…
A hal és a matza
A szivárványszín farkú aranyhal kinézett az üveggömbből, és csendben átkozódva emlegette fel azt, aki már megint nem takarta le az akváriumát. Mindig ideges volt, amikor ez történt, mert az a ronda, fekete macsek, a furcsa színű szemeivel mindig ott ólálkodott a közelében, és a pillantásában mindig ugyanaz a kék-sárga-piros üzenet villogott ’egyszer úgyis elkaplak’. És el is fog, a fene egye meg, gondolta az aranyhal mérgesen, hiába lesz tőlem beteg, nem hiszi el, csak akkor ha megesz és feldobja a talpát tőlem…
A hal próbált újabb és újabb taktikákat kitalálni, de ez nem túl egyszerű, ha valaki egy picike, átlátszó üveggömbben lakik, ahol igen kevés eszköz áll rendelkezésére – és ráadásul még azt is kezdi kinőni. Mivel a hal olyan fajta, hogy ha megnő veszélyes tűfogakat növeszt és borotvaéles uszonyokat, amikkel már képes lenne megvédeni magát – de még sajnos nem, gondolta a hal kesernyésen, ez még odébb van, és az az átkozott macska megint itt ólálkodik, láttam most is az asztal mellet, mi a fenéért nem megy már a madár után egyszer, ami ott ül mindig és csak annyi időre rebben fel, hogy a macska ne tudja elkapni, és csak kineveti azt – a fenébe is annyi energiával, amit rám fordított, már rég elkaphatta volna.
Na, de akkor mi lenne ha megpróbálkoznék egy kis álcázással? Tegyünk úgy, mintha cápauszonyom és fogaim nőttek volna, talán megérti az üzenetet és nem nyúlkál ide azokkal a tűhegyes karmokkal… és valóban a macska először elhúzódott a furcsa teremtménytől, ami ott úszott az üveggömbben, nem tűnik veszélyesnek, gondolta, de mi a manó lehet ez? Mulatságos? Komikus? Hogy tudja ezt a hatalmas uszonyt hordani és még úszni is? Egyáltalán miért úszik – gondolta a macska, és hirtelen egyáltalán nem érezte, hogy bele akarná dugni a mancsát a hideg vízbe, emellé a furaságos teremtmény mellé… nem is látszik már ehetőnek gondolta a macska kényeskedve, lehet, hogy tényleg a madarat kellene választanom, összemérni a fogakat a csőrrel és a karmokat a karmaival…
És hagyni a halat had úszkáljon a gömbben amíg ki nem növi, ha már nem lett elpusztítva kicsinek…
És közben a madár felkészült és várja a macskát…
Quicksilver
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Comments
pertañax
lolmyaxx
jó ujra látni🙂
"So, what about a bit of a camouflage? Let’s pretend that I have grown fins and teeth," and a lot of new citizens, what of course was not caused by "multis" (multi account users) from Hungary and Indonesia...
Crisis in RL makes Hungarians angry, I see. And sad. Thank godness there's a eWorld. It's a place when You can makes a propaganda empire😉
ne lasi...
Interesting, Quicksilver...the retreat of the betrayed hero, after a last standing for his country
csúnya matzaaaa😃
Boringgggggg🙂
😁))))
voted)
Quicksilver, I'm glad you did not let the dust get over the Legendarium and I realy like the way you wrote this fable. Please take the follows as a joke, 'cause that's what I intend to do, even it may seem a little "sharp":
- white is not a colour in the rainbow (even if it is a metaphora, white and black are not colours);
- the bird, I believe is an aquila that multiplies her volume by a very well known genetic method 😃
- in fact, I've anticipated your fable this morning when I made my new character's picture 🙂
You have a nice way of twisting words in your own way. 🙂
Nice story... and an well deserved vote from me. 🙂
Nah, it is not such a good tale, I know... 🙂
The pictures are better in this case.
But when I write a story, I never let facts disturb me in the meaning. 😃
funny 😃 but they will not learn and they lose their golds soon than they lose regions which produce golds... they know we are fighting to block but they can not believe that: great tactical actions XD good start without results?
Hen Cerbin I do not think that Hungarians make more multis than any other country in eWorld.
and the moral of the story is... never wear a hat too big for ones head 🙂
Every time you now how to loose with grace. You, as a country, are so noble and misunderstood…
It’s your destiny, nobody loves you, and your values are better then other values. Maybe, just maybe, you are in to a fish tank and you think in a box.
I didn't say that it's "such a good tale"; I said that I like the way you wrote it. Of course, because the facts haven't disturbed you to give that meaning to the tale. 🙂
Bet you guys are beating yourselves in the head for not accepting the peace proposal. Where's the rest of PEACE where you need them.
@bismark: we have a good bowl 😉 but you need food...tic tac tic tac
Bismark, what are you talking about?
Von Ach, what are you talking about?
how...poetic
voted
😉
No, Bismark, not really. Time works for us and we know it. 🙂
Von Ach: I do not think we can lose with grace, but we do not lose either. 🙂
Damn. Quicksilver again. 🙂
Matza will catch you now or later anyway...😃
😁
Kiváncsi vagyok mi volt elöbb a mese, vagy a magyar uszonyos hal.
I wonder what was the first: the tale, or the goldfish with Hungarian flag colored flipper?
And matzaa eats the little fish
Ezek szerint meggyőztünk😃
most akkor a hal vagy a matza csinált segget a szájából?
Valaki mesélje el, hogy mi ez a dolog a matzával.
Köszi
Tramas: The picture was first. Iluvatar made one (http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/matzaaa-756799/1/20), which I have changed a bit, and the result is here - and the tale came after it.
okay wtf is a matza
Cool! Luvatar a real artist. I wonder whether he knows that our national animal is the turul, or in nowadays a dog (puli)? But in this game, I like goldfish. Many many growing goldfish.
What is the different between the U.F.O. (Unidentified Flying Object) and the "goldfish with Hungarian flag colored flipper"
- The U.F.O. has been seen 🙂
pyroelectricity: matza is Romanian slang for cat.
Tramas, pls do not mention puli, it is another Romanian word (if inflected), and we definitely do not want to use it! 😛