But for now, anyway, things seem to have calmed down. Just before the apocalypse, the population stood at eleven citizens. Currently, it stands at four survivors.
Remember, a coupla weeks ago? I introduced a few new members to the community? One turned out to be a terrorist, and justice was swift. Normalcy was returning, but then, but then...
It started with the guppy bachelors. One by one, they flailed then dropped. All three of them.
Next, the swordtail wives. One sister wife took ill and didn't make it. The other sister wife followed shortly after. Husband Zorro died about a day later. It was either the apocolarium plague or a bad case of sexual frustration that got him.
The final straw was when I found Hot Lips the plecostomus swimming with the fishes, but not in a good way. I mean, Hot Lips was a freaking PLECOSTOMUS! Those things are like the cockroaches of the fish world, likely to survive nuclear fallout!
But not the apocalarium plague.
The four survivors seem healthy and unfazed.
Two black skirt tetras - affectionately known as The Lesbians - look and act as healthy as ever. They lost one of their threesome a while ago, but that was before the apocalarium plague. The other two are buenos aires tetras of unknown gender. There was a third, but he/she was The Terrorist...
I'm thinking that I introduced the plague into the community in my attempts to calm The Terrorist. I put some happy juice in the water. I'd never used the happy juice before, but found it on my shelf, and served it up to "destress" the fish.
Well, seven of them aren't stressing anymore!
On the bright side, the plants never looked better.