Glorp Camping/Pt 3: Fising is where the mixing is

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The Glorp family was finally chowing down on the lunch Gurggle prepared, it was just enough to get their stomachs full and their hunger satisfied for what they were about to do next.

- "All of-a ya eat up-a, because we're-a headin' somewhere after-a this!" Gurggle said, kickinf his feet up in a folded chair.

- "Where we headin' Gurggle? Bark bark!" Glurt barked out, chomping on a meat kabob.

Gurggle got out of his chair and got out a fishing line out of one of the bags.

- "We're-a going fishing! There's-a lake somewhere-a near here!" He said, putting back on the hat he carried around.

This immediately brang excitement to Torts  who jumped pounced right up to Gurggle.

- "I wanna see the fish! Can we see 'em papa Gurggle?" Torts bounded up and down slightly on his feet.

Gurggle would pat Torts' head to ease his excitement.

- "Sì sì you-a can, we just have-a to get there first!" Gurggle said, taking out the map.

Glomp pulls out another cube-it instantly.

- "How about we get there.. with a mix it! Eh? Eh?" Glomp tried to convince Gurggle.

- "No no! No using-a more cube its! We might-a run out!" Gurggle said, waving his finger as if scolding.

- "Aw man" Glomp groaned.

Gurggle continued to check the map for the nearby pond, luckily it wasn't too far away from the camping space, so him and the rest of the group could easily come back when finished.

- "Okie dokie, the pond isn't-a too far away! Everyone get-a your fishing lines and nets and let's-a go!" Gurggle put away the map.

The other Glorps did as told and got out their fishing nets, lines, and of course anything else they needed or wanted to bring along. They all finished, and then headed on to the pond.

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- "Ah, nothing-a quite like fishing with family.." Gurggle said in a relaxed manner.

He'd be having his fishing like dipped in the water, all while kicking back in the same folded up chair. Meanwhile, Glomp was teaching Torts how to reel in a single fish with the tips and skills he learned from Gurggle.

- "All ya gotta do Torts is wait a moment..." Glomp said, sitting next to Torts, but it was clear he was merely getting bored.

- "Oookay this is getting boring, I think we should change it up with a little mix!" Glomp pulled out the same cube it he had before.

Torts looked up at Glomp, a bit anxious.

- "But didn't Gurggle say not to use anymore cube its?" Torts asked.

- "But here's the idea! Mixing equals a high chance of scooping more fish than ever!" Glomp said enthusiastically. "Sounds good right?"

Torts would remain silent and blink before eventually agreeing.

- "Yeah!" Torts beemed, grabbing the cube it, causing him and Torts to mix.

The mix would eventually start reeling the fishing line at a rapid pace, almost too rapid to the point we're dozens of fish would be reeled up to the surface and come flying down like rain, this would alert Gurggle to the scene.

- "Oi oi!" Gurggle shouted out, coming up to Glomp and Torts who unmixed. "Didn't I say-a not to use-a anymore cube its?!"

- "Haha, sorry papa Gurggle! I just like doing things more wacky, y'know?" Glomp tried to lighten up Gurggle's mood.

Gurggle sighed, facepalming again.

- "Glomp you gotta tone-a down your crazy ideas." Gurggle said.

Glomp would chuckle again as he gave Torts a small high five.


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