Jellyfish Story

One day, I swam along the coral reef. I was a jellyfish. A painted frogfish was luring the small fish, but I ate the painted frogfish that caused all the commotion. A blacktip reef shark swam too close. Immediately I let loose a blinding shock of electric charge. RROOOAARRRWWW!!! The shark let out a sharp bark and a furious roar. I took off through the water lightning quick. The silver sprat fish tried to see what it would be like to be lunch for me. So I ate every fish that would try to go into my vicinity. AAAAAAHHH!!!!! TIGER SHARK! Bark! Snap! Tiger sharks eat jellyfish. BLAAAZZZZZTTTT!!!! I shot out my tentacles and stung the shark. The shark’s slipstream swept me away. I traveled to the other side of the reef. Coral Grouper darted here and there, snapping up snails, worms, and smaller fish.

Hari & Mitz-Comic 6

Hari:Mitz, don't you want a toy?
Mitz: YES! I want a gameboy, but you peoples won't get me one!!!!!
Hari: That's because you've been getting N's for the last millenium.
Mitz: Slash! Bite!
Hari: Hey! Cut it out or I'll tell Dad to sell you to the monkey house!
Mitz: Ack! No! no! no! no!

Hari @nd Mitz-Comic V

Hari:Mitz, get that cat outta here!
Mitz:You want the cat out, you get it out.
Hari:MITZ, I'M IN THE BATHROOM!
Mitz: Then how did you know there was a cat here?
Hari: Uh.....um...Darn! You didn't fall for it!
Mitz:That was a TRICK???
Hari:Yes.
Mitz: Well, I'll have to empty out something.
Mitz goes into the fish tank room and takes the tanks....
Hari:Mitz! You can't empty out the fishtanks!
Mitz: Who says I can't? It's a free country!

Hari and Mitz-Comic IV

Hari: Mitz, Do you want to go to Seaworld?
Mitz: YES!
Hari: ok!
Mitz: I want to see the sharks!
Hari: We saw the sharks three times!
Mitz:SNARRRRLL!
Hari: Mitz, stop snarling! Uh-oh! Hey! You know what happened last time, don't you?
Both: Ayah! CHOMP! Bam! CRASH! Stomp! GRrrrrowwwrrrr!!
Hari:We'd better stop and go see the sharks.
Mitz:Oh boy!
Hari:Ok, here we go.
Mitz:Hey, we're at the dolphins! I WANT TO SEE THE SHARKS!
Hari:Ok, I'm willing you to go jump in the park's septic tank for mad, crazy monkeys!

Hari and Mitz-Comic 3

Hari:Mitz, let's get a basilisk lizard! We're all prepared for one.
Mitz: No, I want a Red Terror fish.
Hari: Mitz, we have 1 tank and 1 bowl. We have 18 fish in the house. I don't want to compete with that little poltergeist named Murari.
Mitz: Come on, we didn't sneak all the way here to get beaten up by each other.
Hari:WHAT? O.K, we'll go have a little talk outside.
Mitz: Okey-dokey!
Once outside, they start fighting....
Both:Ayah! RRRipp! Yeeehaaa! Crunch! PUNCH! BOING! KICK! BONK!
Mitz: If you had just listened, we would have never gotten into this, you rotten idiot!
Hari: If you had just listened, we would have never ended up here!!!
Police: What's going on here?
Hari and Mitz: Uh, ta-ta! YAAAHHH!!!!!
Police: Hey, come back here!

Birds

I am a hawk, flying over the plains of Africa. The shrike, my favorite food, is very common. They are small birds that make up the main part of my menu. I swept down and, SPLASHHHH!!! I dove and came back up gripping a slippery fish tight in my talons. Only 1 out of 5 hunts was successful that day. I usually succeed on all my hunts. Small wildcats make a meal too. I flew back to my perch in a tree and ate my catch. Not very filling...!!#!!?? A serval! Those are rare! Servals are cats. I swoop down and slash, peck, and hit with my wings until the serval is too tired to fight back. I fly back up and eat the serval. Then I go to sleep.

Night went on....SNARL! I woke up. My eyes spotted two figures of leopards fighting under the tree. Luckily they were fighting over a nighttime meal, not who got to eat me. I went back to sleep. My eyes opened in the morning. I spotted a sleeping fish in the pond near my tree. Food! I thought. But it was the usual boring catch. Mullet. I caught it anyway. Besides, mullets taste good. The pesky hyenas were whining and laughing at me in my tree. I got annoyed by that, so I threw the mullet down. Whine! Hahahah! SNAP! GROWL! CHOMP! I yelled, "Hey! Keep it down down there!"

I flapped off over the dusty plain. I saw small frogs, lizards, and mice warming up for another fight for survival. I sighed and continued flying over the dry grass. I heard a SCRATCH! SQUEAK! down below. I turned around and spied two mice having a fierce fight over territory. I swooped down and clamped both in my claws. Back in my tree, I had a great meal of two mice. The giraffe wanted some leaves from my tree. I said he could have some, and I flew away. I found another tree. "Herbivores..." I muttered. I went flying over the savannah, looking for a secretary bird to rob. I robbed one, but yuck! It had a tapeworm in it! [the food, I mean] I just threw the tapeworm into the water. "Filthy tapeworm! You're not going to infest other unsuspecting animals!!!!" I went flying over the water. I dove down to catch a fish, but GISSSSHHHHH! A hungry bull shark came shooting out of the water, snapping at my heels [sorry, tailfeathers]. ROOAAARRRR!!!!! It almost got me! Flap Flap! I got away. Squeak! GLOONK! Hey! Food! GOBBLE! CRUNCH! SMACK! Uh-oh! FIGHT! SQUAWK! Slash! Peck! EEEEEEAAAAWWWWKKK!!! My foe flew away, bleeding. That'll teach you to mess with an African harrier hawk!