SLIPPERS SAYS – EPISODE 8: SCENE 2 RIVER DAY – BUBBLES SWIM OFF!

Narrated by Slippers 

After Shoes mash up market day wid him callaloo teethin, Lady Dee wake up the next morning and seh,

“Mi done. We heading to di river. Mi spirit need cooling.”

Mi tail wag.

Trevor bleat soft like him agree.

Socks and Shoes start flappin like school pickney when dem hear field trip.

Lady Dee pack a bag with towel, guinep, extra biscuit, and Bubbles inna him clear bucket — secured tight like him riding first class.

Mi hop in di back of the van. Trevor try jump in but get tie to the side with enough slack fi munch and still move if excitement buss.

As di van roll through di hills, red dirt cloud up di road. Mi paws vibrate with every pothole bounce. Bubbles floatin like him deh pon him own personal rollercoaster. Shoes singing something off-key. Socks already half asleep.

When we pull up by the river, mi jump out first and inhale deep — water, stone, leaf, and peace.

Mi paw touch di wet rock. Mi soul feel light.

Lady Dee drop di towel pon a flat stone and seh,

“Dis a di real therapy.”

The river was cold and clear, runnin down from mountain belly like it full a secrets.

Mi chase a dragonfly, then circle back. Trevor already sniffin wild bush.

Shoes flappin ‘round like him training for River Olympics.

Socks pick one dry bamboo pole and pretend him fishing.

Bubbles?

Placed carefully on a flat rock — bucket tilted slight so him could “watch” the river like one goldfish king.

But mi shoulda known…

River breeze strong.

Shoes fly down and land too rough beside the bucket.

Mi shout:

“Shoes, watch it—”

PLOOP!

Bubbles tip out.

Right outta him bucket.

Straight into the real-life river.

Gone.

Everybody freeze.

Lady Dee seh,

“Tell mi dat never happen.”

Mi run to the edge.

Trevor start bleating like siren.

Shoes flap up and bawl,

“HIM SWIM OFF! BUBBLES SWIM OFF!!”

Socks seh,

“Him gone home to di ancestors!”

Mi bark:

“NO MAN — LOOK!”

Downstream, mi spot one shiny flicker darting through the current.

Bubbles.

Swimming with a crew of river fish like him born fi dis.

But which one a him?

River fish all have the same shiny scales, same gold tail, same smug expression.

Mi start run along the bank.

Lady Dee fling off her DR cap, splash into di shallows like one Ital empress on a rescue mission.

Mi jump in behind her — water cold like truth.

Trevor scream from the edge,

“SAVE HIMGGHHHHHHH!”

Mi swim up close.

Mi scan.

Mi spot it — one small golden dot by di left fin.

Bubbles.

Mi bark loud.

Lady Dee reach down, scoop him up quick in one mango leaf like real jungle tech.

Mi seh,

“Yow, Bubbles… yuh mad?”

Him blink once and blow one bubble like, “Mi just did a test out mi stroke.”

We bring him back to the rock.

Lady Dee pour fresh river water inna him bucket.

Trevor lick him nose like he proud.

Shoes and Socks sit quietly — for once.

Everybody silent.

Sunlight dip behind the bamboo.

River whisper like it telling story.

Mi lie down pon mi towel, still damp from splashin.

Mi glance at Bubbles.

Him floatin slow, calm again.

Mi whisper:

“Same mi. Same shoes.

But now mi know…

even fish need freedom —

and a lifeguard wid mango leaf.”

Coming up next:

Episode 8: Scene 3 – Reggae on Di Farm: Country Lady Dee Live!

After river recovery, Lady Dee get call fi mash up a likkle farmyard stage.

Mi get clean up.

Socks get vocal warm-up.

Shoes claim him a backup dancer…

But what really gwan when Lady Dee hold di mic?

Stay tuned fi di show!