by M. J. Joachim
“Blundering idiots!” screamed Bayliss, the Beluga whale, as he attempted to swim toward the bubbling blue water. “Caught off-guard again by those blasted barbarians!”
Blubber, that’s what they were after, something Bayliss had plenty of, if they ever caught up to him.
Each day, Bayliss scouted the territory, searching for signs of trouble. Food was abundant in the bubbling blue water, because all the whales knew the barbarians liked to hunt there.
Bayliss was tired of being afraid; he was tired of feeling bullied by the barbarians. “Blast it all!” he yelled. “That’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to blast it all!”
Later that night, he gathered his whale friends in a circle. “Slowly now,” he said. “Very slowly, we’re going to circle around them, creating the biggest whirlpool they’ve ever seen. Then, just as they try to escape, we’re going to call in the sea urchins, squid and octopus groups. As these sea friends ink the place, we’ll gather enough seaweed to tangle them up for days. Then…”
In a flash, everyone darted and raced away. “Wait,” cried Bayliss. “I haven’t told you the best part…,” he winced, as he felt the harpoons enter his side.
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Photo credit: Moby Dick – Final Chase (1902), I. W. Taber, PD-US
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