The Fish Cake

• Lillian Peckett, Grade 4
• Short Story
• 2015

Last Wednesday it was bird pie day and Mrs Twit played a trick on Mr Twit. Today it is Friday and Mr Twit wanted to pay back Mrs Twit with another trick. Then right at that moment Mrs Twit said, “I feel like a cake.” So Mr Twit had an idea.
“I am going to make a cake with fish in it,” he thought.
“It is time to buy the stuff for the cake darling,” growled Mrs Twit.
“Ok you grizzly grunion” replied Mr Twit.
“I am going to buy the cake mix. I will go get lots of frosting, to go on the lovely cake,” she replied.
Today it is time to make the cake. Mr Twit said, “Hey you rotten old turnip, it’s time to make the cake.” Just then the oven timer went off. DING! “It’s done I’m putting on the icing on it now,” said Mrs Twit.
“Mmm. CRUNCH. This is a nice cake but did you put something else in it?”
“No it’s just a different kind of cake mix,” said Mr Twit.
“Ok then,” replied Mrs Twit and just kept eating it.
Done BURP!
“Hey you grizzly grunion. You did put something in it didn’t you, because I’ve just found a fishtail in my mouth,” said Mrs Twit.
“You won’t win this round you filthy dirty brute,” and Mr Twit just drank his beer, and laughed.
“HAA HAA HAA I tricked you,” replied Mr Twit.