Maurice laughed. So he'd been found out! Aw well, he was going to kick her ass at fishing anyway. He knew how twitchy and flighty Heather was. Imagining her sitting still for hours with a fishing pole was kind of hilarious to him.

"Who, meee?"

And it would be nice to have a fishing buddy.

Once he had the worm on the first hook he started working on the second.

Meanwhile as Heather storked her way around the pond, the local wildlife took notice of her. Insects flitted out of her path and frogs that had been singing in the reeds disappear into the dark water with plunks. Ghosts and monsters visited the pond sure, but never gods! The critters knew when to beat it.