[anibus3]

All that time, Kipper was sitting on the shore. Once in a while, he moved back up to look at the trees and when he found no familiar fruit, he went back. On one trip, one piece fell and landed on his head. He hadn't noticed but something was watching him and wanted to mess with him.

"That hurt..." Kipper muttered as he glanced down.

PIcking up the fruit, he looked it over. Well there was nothing wrong with it and it did fall off the tree. So, giving a shrug of his shoulders he started to munch on it. The creature giggled as the man went over to the shore again and took a seat. A cough left him as the fruit tasted somewhat bitter but it was better than nothing.