A/N: This is just a stupid story I'm doing. haha. It's about these squid-like creatures called Squiddles. They are fictional, of course.
It was a glorious day. The sun had just risen, and so had the Squiddles. Both young and old faced the new day with bright smiles. Cerulean, a small Squiddle, had been looking forward to this day. Today he was allowed to play with his friends and the sea unicorns! Even the candy corn shrimp! Oh, boy was he happy. "Mommy, I'm going out to play with my friends now!" He yelled out with glee.
"Alright, be safe!" His mother echoed. Cerulean quickly swam out of his sand house to meet up with his friend, Magenta. They both met in the sea unicorn field, both anxious about finally being able to play with them.
"Magenta!" Ceruleans playful voice called.
"Cerulean! Aren't you excited?" Magenta cheerfully giggled. Ceruleans and Magentas tentacles entwined as they gave each other a hug.
"You bet I am! Ohhh boy! This is so exciting!"
"Yeah!" Magenta looked out into the empty field "Hehe whoops! I think we were so excited we got here a little early!"
"I guess so. Let's just wait for them to come; I'm sure it won't be long." Cerulean's smiling face replied.
"Oh, gee. I hope so." Magenta sighed. Magenta and Cerulean talked about the wonderful things they would do. They would frolic through the seaweed meadow with the sea unicorns, they would pick flowers to give, and they might even play with the candy corn shrimp! It would be a beautiful and magic day it would be! A few minutes passed, and then soon almost an hour had passed. The sea unicorns and candy corn shrimp where nowhere to be seen. Cerulean and Magenta shared disappointed glances.
“W-well I’m sure they’ll be here soon! Just a little longer, I’m sure of it!” Cerulean tried to reassure Magenta.
“Ha ha, yeah… I bet they’ll be here real soon!” Magenta shyly laughed. Another hour passed still; no sea unicorns or candy corn shrimp.
“Magenta…”
“Uh, look, Cerulean. It’s been nearly two hours. Maybe we could try again tomorrow?”
“Um…Yeah I guess we could.” Cerulean let out a sigh of disappointment. Both Cerulean and Magenta swam away from the fields truly upset. They had been looking forward to this day for longer than they could remember. Cerulean felt tears form in his eyes. He swiftly swam into his mother’s tentacles. “Mommy, Why aren’t the unicorns out today?” Cerulean sobbed.
“O-oh, sweetie, I don’t know. I’m sure they’ll be out tomorrow. Don’t you worry,” Cerulean's mother said cradling him in her tentacles. “Everything will be ok.” Cerulean headed to his bed. He curled up and shut his eyes. Everything will be better tomorrow, right? He slowly drifted off to sleep.
The day was just as bright and happy as yesterday. The sun was out and everybody seemed happy. Everybody except Cerulean. He dragged himself out of bed. He went to his mother. “Mommy, I’m going to see if the sea unicorns are here today.”
“Alright sweetie, please be careful.” His mother pulled him in for a kiss on the cheek. “And please cheer up.” With that, Cerulean headed off to the field. He had mixed emotions about this. He was anxious about seeing them, but he was also very upset. What if they weren’t there? He met up with Magenta again. The unicorns weren’t at the field. They were both disappointed, but decided it was still early and maybe they weren’t awake yet. Time flew by fast; they had been waiting for three hours. There was still no sign of the unicorns or shrimp. Magenta and Cerulean both swam away with frowns. They repeated this for days, and these days soon became weeks. The unicorns had not returned. Cerulean wept and wept.
“Magenta! I-I’m going to find Santa Claus an-and he’ll help me find all of the unicorns. I Promise!”
“Sure you will, Cerulean. Sure you will.” Magenta slowly swam away. Cerulean sobbed and sobbed. Why hadn’t the unicorns returned? Where had they gone? This had never happened before. How strange, he thought. How odd.
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