"Wa?" A glare flew across the ship, cutting daggers in the boys face. He winced.

"Nuthin'" He mumbled, turning back to his nets.

"Waddya mean nuthin?" The captain squinted suspiciously.

"Nuthin really capt'in."

The captain left the boy with a humph. The boy sighed, glancing down at his nets.

"Go, you lil' guys." He whispered, shaking his nets slightly. The glistening fish struggled out of the next and swam away.

The boy smiled.

"That's more like it."

The End

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