Short Story - Horace the Hippo

“What does one mean you aren’t pretty?” Terrance asked his friend Horace. Terrance was a piciform bird and since he was pretty certain he was terribly pretty, he felt certain everyone thought that they were pretty. however in his non-public thoughts, he did assume Horace was pretty awful wanting. Horace was a hippo.

“Well my mamma invariably aforesaid i used to be pretty on the other hand} again, she was a hippo too. Terrance, hippos area unit simply not pretty. Not like giraffes or peacocks a minimum of.” He aforesaid enviously.

“Ok, well if you'll choose one factor a few Giraffa camelopardalis that you simply would wish, what wouldn't it be?” Terrance aforesaid. Terrance, like all toucans, might cause desires to return true for the those that they love or sort of a heap. That’s why folks like having toucans for pets. It isn’t as a result of they're nice birds. it is the dream granting factor that creates them nice.

“Well if my neck was long and chic, why all the beautiful giraffes would love Pine Tree State and that i would have a lot of friends then.” Horace aforesaid his voice jam-packed with envy.

“Ok, it’s yours.” Terrance aforesaid, he flapped his wings wide and so aforesaid ‘BAKKAH!” that is that the spell.

“Hey, HEY what’s happening?” Horace aforesaid during a panic as he felt his massive hippo head begin to shoot high into the sky beneath the foremost stunning Giraffa camelopardalis neck that was growing from his hippo body. once stopped, Horace stood there not very knowing what to try and do with this abundant neck. Then, slowly initially and so quicker, his head began to sway back ANd forth like an out of management carnival ride. His massive hippo head was too significant for that small neck. All of a unexpected, it toppled downward. All round the jungle, the animals detected Horace yelling for facilitate because the ground grew nearer and nearer and so WUMP! It hit the bottom.

“Murmph adult male murtle mu” Terrance detected his friend say.

“Just an instant, let Pine Tree State get your head out of the sand.” The piciform bird aforesaid and he force Horace’s head back till it popped back to the air and he arranged  it on its facet therewith massive Giraffa camelopardalis neck simply winding all over back to his body.

“This isn’t operating Terrance. Not solely is it dangerous, i feel I look foolish with this vast neck attacked to my massive fat head.

“BAKKAH” Terrance squawked and Horace was himself once more.

“I still wish to be pretty. just like the pelecaniform seabird with those stunning long legs. they'll even sleep on only one leg. I would like I might do this,” he aforesaid lifting one among his stumpy hippo legs and so putt down before he fell.

“Ok, let’s strive that.” Terrance aforesaid and out went his wings “BAKKAH”. aforesaid the bird and also the spell took result.

“Here we have a tendency to come back.” Horace aforesaid dyspneal as he shot into the air together with his legs growing long and thin beneath him. once he stopped, he was standing tall enough to envision over the grass. He peered down at his four pelecaniform seabird legs quivering making an attempt to carry up his large hippo weight. “Wow, Terrance, my legs area unit thus pretty.” Horace aforesaid with admiration and he began to walk toward the marshes wherever the opposite pelicans stayed. however the pelicans didn’t see Horace as pretty as a result of his long legs.

“Yikes!” several screamed and took flight thinking it had been some quite monster. Other’s laughed thinking Horace had come back up with an odd costume. Others ran to him with Band-Aids thinking he was the scene of a terrible collision between a bird and a hippo.

“Oh Terrance, nothing is functioning.” Horace aforesaid bitterly.

“BAKKAH” Terrance aforesaid flutter his wings and Horace was back to traditional.

“How can I ever stop being ugly?” He aforesaid with nice disappointment in his heart.

“Horace I told you before, you're already pretty. once you say you're ugly, you insult God our creator. approach back within the starting of your time he created hippos. He created toucans and pelicans and giraffes and even humans and every of them was utterly created for what God wished them to be. we have a tendency to aren't created to appear pretty to every alternative. Look to your friends, the hippos and be departed that you simply area unit what God created you to be. Envy could be a approach of claiming ‘God you probably did a foul job’ which makes God terribly unhappy so.” The wise bird recommended his friend.

“Well I don’t wish God to be unhappy. i would like to be all He created Pine Tree State to be, not what he created some other person to be. i would like to be the simplest Horace the Hippo he ever created.” Horace aforesaid his massive hippo chest protruding with pride.

“Oh Horace?” Horace and Terrance each detected a melodic feminine voice sing out. Just then, Henrietta Hippo stepped from behind the grasses. “Will you are taking Pine Tree State to the body of water today?” she aforesaid viewing him with massive eyes that were jam-packed with admiration.

“Wow, she is pretty.” Horace aforesaid to Terrance and so he waddled her approach doing a dance to create himself additional pretty to her. Off they went as Terrance looked on in astonishment.

“Thos area unit 2 ugly hippos,” he aforesaid to himself. Then he flew back to his tree to envision if there was a reasonably piciform bird there United Nations agency would possibly sort of a trip to the body of water too.

The End