Queequeg was sad his new friends didn’t want to play with him
All they did was hide behind the tree or in the doghouse
Queequeg didn’t mean to make them scared
He just got a little too excited when he played
Maybe an apology and a hug would help smooth things out
Daddy had given them both names
The red stallion was now called
Jam and the pink mare was jelly
“Queequeg am so sowy fo huwty jam an jehwy”
Queequeg attempts to give jam a hug
THWACK
Jam’s hooves hit the side of Queequeg’s belly
“Munsta am nu fwend!”
“But.But Queequeg am sowy.”
“Nu caiw!”
“Jam hatchu!”
Hatchu. That word repeated over and over In Queequeg’s head
That word hurt far worse than the kick
Queequeg wiped away his Tears
“Queequeg jus wan hug.”
Jam had puffed out his cheeks and lowered his head taking a charging stance
Queequeg thought for a moment before coming to the conclusion that this was some sort of new game
Queequeg wanted play too
“Yay nw gamsei”
Jam watched helplessly as Queequeg a fluffy nearly the size of a bulldog lowered his head and took the same charging stance.
facing down the chihuahua sized jam
In that moment jam had a moment of clarity
This was it.
No amount of crying or begging
Could get him out of this
The only thing jam could do now was
Watch as the distance between himself and Queequeg became shorter and shorter
The thing that scared jam the most wasn’t Queequeg’s eyes but rather the lack of malice behind them