By Benjamin Schaar

It was a humid Sunday. Gee, his brother, Bee, and a reporter stood outside the News 5 building.

“Alright,” the reporter said to Gee. “When you see that little red dot come on, answer all of the questions I ask you. And remember to smile. Like… a lot. Smile like you never smiled before!”

“Okay,” Gee said, clutching his rare coin. Suddenly, the red dot came on. 

“I’m here with Gee Giraffe, owner of the rarest quarter ever,” the reporter began. Gee smiled. “Gee, I must ask you how exactly you acquired this coin.”

“Well, Gee said, “It all started when I bought a bag of Trash Bites for my brother, Bee.” The camera shifted to the right, displaying Bee, who bowed. He then reached into his pocket, grabbed a Trash Bite, and popped it into his mouth.

“Then,” Gee continued, and the camera shifted back to him. “As I put four quarters on the counter to pay, I realized one of the coins looked peculiar, so I picked it up. The back was normal, but the face of the coin pictured a walrus wearing a top hat, a monocle, and a bow tie. It just happened to be the one of a kind misprinted coin that was supposedly lost in time.” 

“How much is this coin valued at?” the reporter questioned.

“People have been willing to pay over a million dollars for this coin if anyone found it, so around a million dollars, I think.”

“Can we get a close up of the coin?”

“Okay,” Gee said, moving the coin to the camera lens with his sweaty hand.

Suddenly, the coin slipped from Gee’s hand, and it fell into the sewer located right under the camera. “Ahhhhh!” Gee yell, diving down to save the coin. But it was too late; there was a faint clink of the coin colliding with the bottom of the sewer. Instantly, Gee grabbed the news reporter’s microphone, and after a few whacks, he managed to make a hole in the bars above the sewer. Gee hopped in the hole, but he could’t git all the way through. Bee took a few steps back and then ran towards Gee. He jumped on Gee just as he reached the sewer, and there was a FWOOMP as Gee was forced through the tiny hole. Bee followed, sucking in all the air around him and hopping through the hole. There was a loud BANG of the Giraffes hitting the bottom. 

While all this unfolded, the reporter and her crew had captured the whole thing on film. “Wow,” the reporter said. “This is newsworthy.”

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“Owwww,” Gee said as Bee reached the bottom. 

“Well, are we going to find the coin or what?” Bee said. Gee got up, grunting in pain. 

The two walked through the sewer searching for a shine of a coin. 

Gee was pretty sure the coin had rolled in the sewer water, but he decided he would still search the slim walkway just in case. He looked like a detective when he walked with his back pressed against the wall. Bee happily splashed his way through the sewer water.

“Bee,” Gee said. “You do know what’s in that water, right?”

“Of course!” Bee said, “Water!” He then grabbed a handful of the sewer water and gulped it down. Gee turned green and almost threw up.

Every once in a while, Gee saw a coin buried in dust and got his hopes up, only to find that it was just a regular quarter.

Bee began chomping away at something hard, and when Gee asked what it was, Bee said it was some gum he had spotted floating in the water. This time, Gee actually threw up. After Gee finished, he turned around and started talking the other way. 

“Where are you going, Gee?” Bee asked.

“I give up,” Gee replied. “I’m not going to find this coin, so I’m going home.”

“Well, if you’re going back, you might as well go in style,” Bee said, pulling two backpacks with missiles attached to them out of his pocket.

“How big are your pockets?!” Gee exclaimed. Bee ignored him. 

“Here, put this on,” Bee said, handing Gee a backpack.

Reluctantly, Gee put the backpack on. Bee put his on and lit a match that he once again pulled out of his pocket. He quickly lit the two fuses. “Clear!” He shouted.

“How?!” Gee asked, panicking. But before Bee could answer, there was a huge BANG followed by another which shot the two giraffes through the sewer. Because Gee hadn’t leaned, the missile sent him head first into the water.

Pretty soon, the giraffes could see the end of the sewer, but iron bars blocked them from exiting. Luckily, the missiles had an arrow-shaped head which easily plowed through the bars.

“Turn so your backpack is pointed to the water!” Bee shouter. This time, Gee simply copied Bee which made him launch into the water, extinguishing the fuse. They popped up from under the water. Gee spat out the water he got in his mouth. Despite all that had happened, Bee was still chewing his gum. However, when he spat out the water that had collected in his mouth, it went straight in Gee’s face. Something hard hit Gee’s forehead.

“What was that?” Gee said.

“It’s my gum,” Bee said, reaching for the thing floating in the water. Gee examined the gum. 

“Wait,” Gee said. “That’s my coin!”

“No, it’s my gum!” Bee argued.

“Coin!”
“Gum!”

“Coin!”

“Gum!”

The two continued to argue for hours. Those hours became days. Those days became years. They kept arguing until they grew beards so large that they lifted the giraffes out of the water.

The current of the water brought the Giraffes across the Atlantic Ocean until one day, they found themselves in Europe, where the greedy European billionaires stole the coin and argued over it themselves. Even though the Giraffes had lost the coin, they still kept arguing over it.

“Coin!”

“Gum!”