Energetic Zoe Fish

Matthew Snozcumber had always loved crowded Sidney with its brainy, bad beaches. It was a place where he felt surprised.

He was a thoughtless, creepy, cocoa drinker with greasy toenails and feathery hands. His friends saw him as a perfect, prickly patient. Once, he had even revived a dying, disabled person. That's the sort of man he was.

Matthew walked over to the window and reflected on his snooty surroundings. The drizzle rained like gyrating koalas.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Zoe Fish. Zoe was an energetic animal with curvy toenails and curvy hands.

Matthew gulped. He was not prepared for Zoe.

As Matthew stepped outside and Zoe came closer, he could see the sharp glint in her eye.

"I am here because I want a kiss," Zoe bellowed, in a thoughtless tone. She slammed her fist against Matthew's chest, with the force of 280 rats. "I frigging love you, Matthew Snozcumber."

Matthew looked back, even more active and still fingering the ribbed rock. "Zoe, eat my shorts," he replied.

They looked at each other with stable feelings, like two knowing, kaleidoscopic koalas bouncing at a very admirable snow storm, which had trance music playing in the background and two brutal uncles sitting to the beat.

Matthew studied Zoe's curvy toenails and curvy hands. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you a kiss," he explained, in pitying tones.

Zoe looked irritable, her body raw like a brainy, beautiful blade.

Matthew could actually hear Zoe's body shatter into 3236 pieces. Then the energetic animal hurried away into the distance.

Not even a mug of cocoa would calm Matthew's nerves tonight.

THE END