Out of This World Gaming [~ read description]

Chapter 12: Comedy

The sun rose over the residence , giving the sky dull hue of blue. Inside the house was a couple of sleeping entities on the couch as the television projected what appeared to be an early morning comedy show. Clover and Iris watched the television as the sound of dull banging could be heard on the wooden staircase Zander's feet collided with each surface until they finally touched the ground floor.

It was the same comedy show that was recorded from the night before. As far as he remembered, the routine went that there was a young man tied down to this chair on stage as his choker was hooked up to a computer. Judging by his start-up, he had the similar specs to Iris, but his logo and start-up sounds were being skewed and corrupted all while the comedian snarked about it. 

He'd remark that the choppily rendered logo was because he installed a paper shredder into his console, or that sharks ate it for a meal. 

Zander sighed and dragged a nearby blanket that was hung around one of the chairs and wrapped it around them. "You two looked cold," he patted Iris's head as he turned towards the kitchen.

Zander trudged into the kitchen and opened up a cabinet, but while there were glasses dotting the shelves, there were no mugs. With a sigh of exasperation, he resorted to loading the dishwasher to relieve the sink of its untidiness from all the dishes that invaded that area. Upon opening the dishwasher's door and loading in the various plates, glasses, and silverware, he felt something squishy and it moved in his hand when he dipped it in the sink water.

It had to have been some mushy food that happened to be sliding out of his bare hand, right? It just had to have been, but it felt strangely alive. Zander cautiously looked in his hand and his pupils shrunk in shock with a loud scream before dropping it back in the sink. 

"What's going on in here?" Clover was in the kitchen before Zander could gain his bearings. 

 "J-just look in the sink." Zander led his sister and Iris to the sink, causing them to gasp. 

The same scaly, blue body, the same whiskered face, the same size - it was the catfish. One might say that this was a different catfish, but its tail had a faint glow to it. Not the same kind of glow one might see reflected off of its scales, but a kind of magical glow as more of the tail revealed itself. 

"A magic fish?" Clover and Iris looked at each other abruptly and asked in unison. 

"I don't understand. Why is it back?" Zander questioned the consoleoid. 

"So I guess we can't really get rid of it then." Iris laid her face in the counter.

They all heard splashing in the sink and they saw the fish thrashing about in the mucky water. It hopped into another sink where there was no water and saw a green sponge and tried to rub its body on it, but the messy food was stuck on its scales. "It seems as though this fish hates dirty water." The host alarmingly spoke as he aimed the faucet to the other sink and filled it with clean water, much to the catfish's delight as evident by its calmer splashing.

It began to swim in circles, but they seemed to be like spirals if one watched closely, but what could it mean? "Maybe it's hungry," Zander confessed whilst walking towards the fridge and opening the door to inspect its contents before reaching in to grab something. He walked back towards the sink with a box of blueberries in one hand while another one pinched a berry and offered it to the catfish. 

The catfish lunged out at Zander, causing him to drop the box of blueberries. There weren't a lot of them in the box, so not all of them spilled out, but those that did had landed in the water for the fish to eat. "What was that for?!" He scolded before he walked away. "I didn't like blueberries anyway."