Fishman forever By: name After embarking on his journey he picked up a bowl of milk and slapped a baby goat. This was what a Fishman should do before fighting a dragon but he would not die trying. Walking down the path he saw a baby dragon and he was about to pet it but the dragon bit his hand. Enraged Fishman beat his skull in with a hammer and gave him to the prince of Kugnae. The prince of Kugnae would not have this he was a man of honor and grace and he was not about to be withheld from his one true love. A man of such deeds, and power was not to be toiled with. A man of mustache and height was not to be toppled. So he grabbed his knee brace and continued on his journey. Fishman grabbed his Tae bow work out tape and juggled some taco sauce for he knew this was the only way he was going to dispel the dragon's curse which the dragon had laid upon him. Seeing this, Fishman was smart and grabbed an indigo potion and through it at Mhul's forehead. "My god! Who dares assault the prince?" Yelled Fishman. The guards of Mhul quickly took the Innkeeper away and tortured him day and night. The island was full of disgust and of remorse and Fishman could not tolerate the sent of dead rodents. He began cooking them and inhaled with great delight. "This is what my mama taught me!" Fishman had had a long day and it was time for him to take a long nap. Fishman awoke to a sound in the bushes; it was none other then Dalsh the monk. The evil monk grabbed Fishman and raised him above his knees. I would raise you higher but my back is hurting me. Fishman knew there was some truth in his stories and began performing a healing spell on the great man. Dalsh was dispelled of all his corruptions and sent to the 4 corner of the world with style. Fishman laid down once more feeling the relief of dead rabbits off his shoulders and sleep through the night. The End Moral: Death is all around us even when you think you're safe but you're really not because death is all around you and if he wasn't it would make sense but he is so you are in troubled fear of him foolish nave. name |
Fishman and robin By: name As Fishman awoke he slept and as he slept he awoke. A wise man once said this, it was probably a young Buda or an old woman named Susan. Nevertheless Fishman got up and went to finish his journey. Along his journey to finish his journey he met a man, a man named Robin, a man great power, one man to rule them all. 12 of them actually, there were 13 so i guess i really can't say it was all of them. That wouldn't truly be fare to leave out the one who got away. Actually he didn't really get away he sort of got lucky you see he lost his robin in the lake so he couldn't be ruled over. Fishman made there way up to the top of the foothills of the top of the foothills. Once they were atop the top of the foothills they still had to reach the top of the foothills. Once they had reached the top of the foothills of the top of the foothills they were safe. Their journey ended and there mission complete and their sofa eated and a beep, beep, beep. Suddenly the ground shook and the sky earth moved. Fishman stood still in satisfaction with the little shaking he got but Robin was not so easily satisfied. An evil look overcame robin and he took up his arm. Robin then put his arm down and raised it once more. Then he felt it had raised it long enough so he lowered it. Fishman was astonished and stabbed his herb pipe. He then through his spear at Robin and it sunk deep into the ocean. A Jolt Trident of the sea arose and a magic castle that was sparkly and neat slipped and fell. The rage Fishman felt was beyond himself so he ran to catch it. He sadly ran too far and was lost into the sea. Roban began to weep, and so did Robin. Fishman was one with the sea once more, once and alone he was and once more and alone he shall be. The End Moral: Seven days pass before you realize you have gotten your muscles slipped and waxed. name |
As in the story Fishman was never seen again. Therefore even if there was yet another story about him, only Fishman would know. Some say fishman is dead but he is truely alive in all of our hearts... |
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