Stavanger Bay dark before the dawn

Charon watched expectantly at the puppy, but no words came out. He didn't like this one bit, because Charon always preferred for everything in his life to go his way. None of these damned puppies were listening to him at all! Instead, Jorunn just laid his ears back and gave Charon the silent treatment. Typical puppy, ungrateful useless sacks of meat. Trying to teach the puppies things made Charon feel even more old and mature than he already did as of late.

"Fine, be a useless blob and sit there looking dumb!" Charon said and he rolled his eyes, throwing a tiny tantrum of his own. "I guess I might as well tell you a story since you're just sitting there not even trying. It's about a little boy who didn't listen to his older brother. Whenever the older brother tried to teach the little puppy something, he would just shout 'NUH' like a baby and defiantly look the other way like he doesn't even care.

So then one day, there was a giant tidal wave! So the big brother, cool as he was, was going to save the little puppy. He came into the den and shouted, 'Quick lil' dude, you gotta come with!' And the puppy just defiantly turned his head to the sky -" With saying this, Charon lifted his head defiantly into the air "- and said 'NUH!' The cool big brother tried everything, but the puppy wouldn't budge. Then they were both killed in a tidal wave that washed away the whole den, and they died all because the little boy was a stubborn little brat. The end." Charon didn't really expect it to teach Jorunn anything, because he was still so small and probably didn't understand half of the words, but whatever. He figured he'd get plenty of opportunity to repeat this story some day when Jorunn was a bit older. And anyway, losing as many family members as he had in his young life, Charon rather wanted stories and things that needed to be said out in the open -- before you knew it, 'later' never came...