The Oceanic Adventure

It was 6:30 when Rob woke from his deep sleep on the planet of Zephalia. He got up out of bed, stretched, and walked over to his window. It was a bright and sunny day, perfect for being outdoors.

“I am going to go boating today.” he thought to himself. He quickly went over to his calendar that was hung up on the wall to check to see if he had anything else planned for that day. August 15, 2009 was the date, and their was nothing else planned for that day. Rob went outside and walked down to the beach to fetch his skiff. Inside the skiff was a gaff for catching fish, a fishing pole, and some bait. Rob tried to pull the boat into the ocean, but could not move it more than a couple of inches at a time. Rob was a gaunt man, who was very weak, but what he lacked in strength he made up for in kindness.Rob was a poor man, whose whole life relied on catching fish. He often caught much more than he needed. Because he was a very benevolent man, he donated the extra fish that he caught to the poor families of Hawaii.

Eventually Rob got the skiff into the ocean and jumped inside. He floated out getting farther and farther away from the shore. He was out there for a couple of hours when he realized he wasn't going to catch anything. He was about to turn his
skiff around when he saw the water around him turn darker than the rest. Rob started hyperventilating; he didn’t know what was going on. Suddenly an albacore jumped over the side of his boat and back into the water on the other side. Rob dug his paddles into the water hoping for an escape. It was of no use, the paddles were sucked into the water. It was a covey of albacore. They started swimming around him in a circle creating a whirlpool. Rob’s boat started spinning around and around until it was completely submerged by the water. Rob fell unconscious as he saw what he though would be his last sight of the phosphorescence sun.

He woke up a while later. Rob got up and stumbled around for a little while, trying to find out where he was. He was surprised that he was still alive. He then realized that he was in a huge area underwater with a glass covering to keep the water from coming into the building. He was then approached by two albacore. They told him how they thought he was one of the boaters dumping motor oil into the ocean. Rob couldn't believ it. He had heard that there was a secret lair for super intelligent fish, but thought nothing of it. They said they were sorry for their mistake. They then asked Rob to help them annul the boaters that were intoxicating their land.

“Well as long as I am here, I will help the best I can.” Rob groggily stated back. He walked over to his skiff where he picked up his gaff. Rob then realized how weak and tired he was.

“Do you think that I could rest for a little bit before, I am very tired?”

“Yes that would be acceptable.” “Thank you for helping us, you are truly altruistic” The fish men replied. “ We will take you to the spare quarters."

The fish men walked down a narrow hallway with glass windows. Rob looked out of them and noticed all the small hamlets scattered along the sea floor. They kept on walking until they reached a small cast iron door. Rob opened it and inside was an amazing room. There were maritime paintings, rugs, and even his bed was maritime themed. Rob occluded the door and was finally in silence. He tried to go to sleep, but because of everything that had gone on, he was too excited. After finally drifting off to sleep for a couple of minutes, a loud siren went off. The two fish men banged on Rob’s door until he opened it. They told him how the boaters were in their big skiff and they had barrels with them that were filled with oil. Rob got up and headed back to where his skiff and gaff were. He got inside his boat and clutched the gaff in his hand. The fish men pressed a button on the wall and his boat began to levitate toward the ceiling. Before he left they gave him an
anecdote of what to do once Rob confronted the evil boaters.

Once he got to the surface he felt a warm zephyr flow by his face. It was warm out, and there was a thin layer of fog surrounding the air. He tried to look for the boaters, but he couldn’t see anything. He tried to listen to see if he could hear them. He heard the clamor of the two men arguing. One of the sailors was inoculating the other on how to properly use a paddle to row the boat. They kept on fighting paying no attention to where they were going. Rob paddled closer making sure to keep out of the sight of the bickering men. This is where Rob had an idea of his own. He grabbed his gaff and dove into the water. He swam under the water until he was underneath the boaters skiff. As hard as he could he thrust the gaff into the bottom of the skiff. The gaff made a small hole, in the bottom of the boat. The men were so busy fighting that they didn’t notice the water spewing in until there feet were completely underwater. Once they did notice Rob jumped into the boat, to see the barrel the oil was in. The top of the barrel had not been opened yet. Rob grabbed the barrel and threw it to the side, making it fall out of the boat. The men jumped out of the boat also, and started chasing Rob. This is when the ocean around them became darker. The bevy of albacore had come to help Rob get rid of the barrel and the men. They once again circled around the men creating a whirlpool, that sucked everybody down into the fish men headquarters. The men were taken captive by the albacore men and were to be kept in the jail cell underwater for the next five years. Rob was about to finally go home when the albacore men came and bestowed a crown upon Rob.

“ Will you stay and be our king?” they asked

“ I would love to, but I am not a fish and it would not seem right to rule over you all.” Rob courageously said back. The fish men accepted his decision, and then abetted him on his way back home. They latched onto his skiff and swam him into shore. Rob got onto the beach and walked up to his house. Before he went inside he turned around to wave goodbye, but the fish men were already gone.