Day 130: Three Monsters

Jealousy~ Fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position.

    2.

       a. Resentful or bitter in rivalry; envious: jealous of the success of others.

       b. Inclined to suspect rivalry.

   3. Having to do with or arising from feelings of envy, apprehension, or bitterness: jealous thoughts.

 

In the land of Nog there lived a posse of monsters.  Grindle was a green furry monster with wiry fur and yellow fangs.  Jekko's fur was red, tinted gray from all the dirt he'd play around in, and he had two knobs on his head above his ears.  Smotch was lemony yellow with a long spiny tail.  Grindle's parents had died in a massacre caused by humans several years ago, leaving him with a substantial fortune.  Grindle used that money to buy himself a ginormous house with a huge yard, and he filled every room and drawer with the latest gadgets and exciting collectibles.  The two monsters loved coming over to Grindle's house to hang out, just so they could see his collections.  Grindle was protective over his possessions.  His nick-knacks were behind glass, he never let his friends touch them, and he was often surfing his laptop or phone for more things to add in his house.

 

 "Don't you think you have enough stuff?" Smotch would ask.

 

"No!  You can never have too much I say."

 

"I don't know about that."

 

Smotch and Jekko would meet up with Grindle every Tuesday and Friday evening to play cards, watch movies, or do something dangerous like visit a human's house.  Smotch tended to be the leader of their group, leading discussions, giving ideas for what they could do next, or merely talking to fill the air.  Grindle tended to be silent when he surfed, and Jekko didn't speak much because he was too busy staring at the objects in Grindle's house.

 

Jekko was a poor monster.  He barely finished school and tended to be lazy.  This combination equaled a job at minimal wage.  He couldn't afford much else besides necessities, and every time he was in Grindle's house, he became more upset that he couldn't own some of the nice things Grindle had too.  It's all he could think about, and the anger, discontent, and overall malaise that lingered in his heart only intensified when he was in Grindle's house.  

 

As time went on, the trio continued to hang out, but they were so disconnected and unhappy that their friendship was a shadow.  Something needed to be done to fix it.  For the time being, they ignored the problem.