Fictitious Endeavours

Written for earlgreytea68's commentfic meme. Original post here.


Prompt: In 1700 Judge Sewall told his diary "Sabbath. I saw and heard the Swallows proclaim the Spring.


Capistrano

"So every year the swallows return —"

"Which ones are they again?"

"Those, there."

He waved vaguely with an impatient head shake at a tree where several different kinds of birds were perched. Rose sighed in annoyance.

"And people come from all over to see -"

"But which are they?"

He groaned. "Those."

There were only several little, flitting birds where he indicated.

"You mean those - those little ones?"

"Yes!"

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Well, they're not very interesting are they?"

"They're not...interesting."

"Well, for all the fuss I thought they'd be more colourful. Or I dunno... bigger?"

"Bigger?"

"Are you going to repeat everything I say?"

"I'm not repeating everything you say," he argued.

Rose smirked.

"My mistake."