Teeth

Teeth

Silently, waiting on the shining water like gleaming stars were two dark figures sitting on an old crooked boat. Achoo! Old man Joe’s teeth flew to the edge of the boat as Old Ronald burst with laughter on his back. The boat shook again and again. Joe reached for his teeth. But to his surprise, the teeth had sunk to the bottom of the ocean. Frustrated, he turned back to his rigid fishing rod, staring at the splashing fish bellow. Old Ronald soon realised how upset his friend was feeling, thinking for a solution. So he reeled in a mucky snapper and plucked out his teeth, sticking them into the snapper’s mouth. Old Ronald chuckled as he turned it to Joe’s droopy face. Old man Joe pulled out the scaly teeth out of the fish's mouth and stuck them into his, realising, it didn’t fit in his mouth. Joe laid them back into the fish’s mouth as Ronald made his face of confusion. Old man Joe knew he wouldn’t get his teeth back. But he knew he needed payback.