Crabby the Crabby Crab – Chapter 1

The Little Friend

It was a nice sunny day. The bright sun was glimmering on the fertile river whilst the little girl strolled by the golden sand. Everything was so quiet; only the waves swishing and swooshing whilst the scent of the salty sea invaded her nose.
The sunlight covered the horizon over the quiet dark waves and the chords of soft light spread down from above as if it was bathing its surface in gold. The sky blushed with plenty of red-orange rays like a huge velvet terracotta-coloured carpet over the sand.
The little clear sea crystals glistening like pearls whispered to each other cheerily. The fields were so silent; this heavy silence was cut from time to time by the low pulsing birds’ sounds. The birds squawked and flew from tree to tree looking for a home. The blissful trees smiled at each other, while sun rays shone on their clear, green leaves.
The little girl’s name was Sylvia; she was a unique child. Her blonde hair was swept over her thin shoulders, and with her green eyes, she admired the dark sea. She walked like a deer along the golden sand in her stunning silver gown accented by numerous shining gems, while with her little hands, she carried a weight of balloons, a nice gift from her mum on her birthday.
She wondered if she had to come back home at 6 o’clock, as her mum had told her. After she had recovered from illness, her mum had let her go for a stroll on the beach for a short while.
She looked up joyfully at her balloons, whilst her little mind was busy remembering how her dad was trying his best to choose the colours of the balloons to decorate her room for her tenth birthday.
Suddenly, the young girl felt a strong breeze that lifted her a few inches from the ground.
For a brief instant, she held tightly to her balloons when, in a daze, she got down strongly on the sand.
Suddenly, when she got up, she heard a squeak underneath her and something mysterious faintly poked her in the leg.
“HEY!” yelled a nervous, weak voice from beneath her.
The young girl turned around, but she did not see anything. The tiny voice started yelling again, “HEYYYYYYYYY! YOU! YOU WILL KILL ME!!!” Sylvia turned down and sitting on her knees, she noticed a little crab waving at her madly.
To her amazement, the crab began talking to her anxiously. “You were about to step on me, young girl!”
He was a handsome-looking orange crab with blisters and a spiky crown. “I never knew that a crab could talk. Excuse me, what is your name please?” asked Sylvia excitedly.
“My name is Crabby Crabby and you?” replied the small crab.
“My name is Sylvia. Nice to meet you, Crabby Crabby!” she waved her hand at him.
“OW! You hurt me,” shouted Sylvia waving her hand in pain.
“Sorry,” murmured Crabby whilst looking down at Sylvia’s feet, “this is the first time I’ve shaken hands with a human.”
“That is okay,” she said gently.
Then Crabby looked down at her feet again. “Why don’t you wear shoes?” he asked curiously.
“Shoes! I do not wear them on the beach. I prefer to walk barefoot,” exclaimed Sylvia laughing.
“Why are you laughing at me?” shouted Crabby angrily, “I am talking about something important and you are laughing and looking at me as cool as a cucumber.”
“What’s the matter? You are easily irritated, just like the meaning of your name!” Sylvia shook her head whilst gazing at him.
“In our kingdom, crabs do not laugh at each other,” replied the little crab angrily.
“Crab kingdom!” murmured Sylvia in wonder.
“Yes, crab kingdom, this is my kingdom and I am proud to be a brave, faithful soldier for our Majesty the King.”
“Okay, that is fine. I am not trying to bother you. Sorry, but why did you come here–to our world, I mean?” asked Sylvia curiously.
The little crab scratched his head and he replied, “Next week is the birthday of Our Majesty the King. He wished that he could wear human shoes for the first time in his life,” Crabby Crabby finished talking, “Young girl, I am here in your world as you said, for an official mission from Our Majesty the King’s mother.”
“Oh, do you mean that the mother of the king sent you to buy human shoes for her son? Well, well, well! Why don’t you come with me to my house so I can try to make you some shoes from my mum’s materials because she makes some clothes designs,” exclaimed Sylvia.
“Yes!” murmured the little crab excitedly. “That is a good idea!”
Instantly, Sylvia heard the voice of her mum yelling at her. “Sylvia! It is nearing sunset. Come in sweetheart.”
“I am coming, mum!” replied the young girl with great excitement. “It’s time to go home! Do you want to come with me, Crabby?”
“Sure!” Crabby shook his head cheerfully. Then, he added excitedly, “Let us go, Sylvia!”
And off they set like a flock of birds flying together!