NinjaSmurf
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Had to babysit most of this week, and finally got to the fish store. Low and behold, the woman is going to call about two different gudgeons and the firemouths, so I should be finding out what they have and how much in about a week. Did a small internal happy dance, then got the bright idea about asking her if she sells tanks. Duh 
. Never really crossed my mind before though, so never thought to ask. Well, I find out she sells ten gallons for the same price as walmart, which I would have had to have waited to go to for probably a month or so. So I bought the tank.
Then, a few hours later, I go back to the store and buy a female calico ballon molly, a female platy and a golden apple snail. Shame on me, but I did. That was at six thirty. It's now almost three in the morning now, the ten gallon is set up with my three cories, all of my adult and almost adult guppies and my java moss clump. The five has all the guppy fry, which I will be able to count now that they don't have to hide from big evil adults anymore, and all the new fish I bought are in the thirty. I didn't think it would be so hard to set up, but my mom is a light sleeper and the livingroom is connected to her bedroom and there is no door, so silence was of the essence. The worst part was... well, all of it lol.
First, after I rinsed the tank out and put it into my room to fill about halfway up with the 30g water, my mom wakes up, comes out, talks with me for about an hour in the kitchen. Problem was, I still had the cardboard from the tank on the tables, so the next thing I know I hear 'what is that?' I almost panicked right there but covered with a quick 'it's just some cardboard' and whisked it to the safety of my room. Then, when she finally went back to bed, I put the five on the floor, carried in the ten and put it where the five used to be, then started taking water out of the five and putting it into the ten with a little cup. After I had enough water from there was when I realized I hadn't leveled my tank, so I had to go and get the level, cut up a bunch of little sheets of plastic stuff for a few minutes, and lift the tank with one hand and slide the peices under with the other, all without making much noise.
Then I had to catch all the fish with the cup, which was a pain because fish are fish, and don't like to be caught, there were fake plants and a tangle of moss to get around, and the stupid five has this plastic frame thing on top that has little strips that go from one side to another. The cories were the worst, because the little buggers kept trying to jump back out.
Finally all of them are in, now it was time to go diggin for my old box filter and carbon stuff. Cleaned and rinsed that, put the fiber in, and stuck it in the tank. Then came the problem with the air pumps. I have three, and only one works. The one that does is already hooked up to the five, so it became a balance act to get enough air to both, and to get the tubing to reach to the ten without dragging the pump off the top of the five. Threw the moss in, some gravel from the five, and some flakes to calm everyone down (I like comfort food, and so it seems do my fish). So there it is, I now have a guppy breeding tank, a fry tank, and the big old death tank (not really).
My wallet is very sad now though. My tanks still keep screaming they need more fish, so I continue the hunt. I have a funny feeling I'll soon be walking through my door with more moss, and few more guppies and something from special order....
Damn mts.
If my mom asks me where the new tank came from tomorrow, I'll have to just tell her the truth.
The Tank Fairy must have brought it.
. Never really crossed my mind before though, so never thought to ask. Well, I find out she sells ten gallons for the same price as walmart, which I would have had to have waited to go to for probably a month or so. So I bought the tank. Then, a few hours later, I go back to the store and buy a female calico ballon molly, a female platy and a golden apple snail. Shame on me, but I did. That was at six thirty. It's now almost three in the morning now, the ten gallon is set up with my three cories, all of my adult and almost adult guppies and my java moss clump. The five has all the guppy fry, which I will be able to count now that they don't have to hide from big evil adults anymore, and all the new fish I bought are in the thirty. I didn't think it would be so hard to set up, but my mom is a light sleeper and the livingroom is connected to her bedroom and there is no door, so silence was of the essence. The worst part was... well, all of it lol.
First, after I rinsed the tank out and put it into my room to fill about halfway up with the 30g water, my mom wakes up, comes out, talks with me for about an hour in the kitchen. Problem was, I still had the cardboard from the tank on the tables, so the next thing I know I hear 'what is that?' I almost panicked right there but covered with a quick 'it's just some cardboard' and whisked it to the safety of my room. Then, when she finally went back to bed, I put the five on the floor, carried in the ten and put it where the five used to be, then started taking water out of the five and putting it into the ten with a little cup. After I had enough water from there was when I realized I hadn't leveled my tank, so I had to go and get the level, cut up a bunch of little sheets of plastic stuff for a few minutes, and lift the tank with one hand and slide the peices under with the other, all without making much noise.
Then I had to catch all the fish with the cup, which was a pain because fish are fish, and don't like to be caught, there were fake plants and a tangle of moss to get around, and the stupid five has this plastic frame thing on top that has little strips that go from one side to another. The cories were the worst, because the little buggers kept trying to jump back out.
Finally all of them are in, now it was time to go diggin for my old box filter and carbon stuff. Cleaned and rinsed that, put the fiber in, and stuck it in the tank. Then came the problem with the air pumps. I have three, and only one works. The one that does is already hooked up to the five, so it became a balance act to get enough air to both, and to get the tubing to reach to the ten without dragging the pump off the top of the five. Threw the moss in, some gravel from the five, and some flakes to calm everyone down (I like comfort food, and so it seems do my fish). So there it is, I now have a guppy breeding tank, a fry tank, and the big old death tank (not really).
My wallet is very sad now though. My tanks still keep screaming they need more fish, so I continue the hunt. I have a funny feeling I'll soon be walking through my door with more moss, and few more guppies and something from special order....
Damn mts.
If my mom asks me where the new tank came from tomorrow, I'll have to just tell her the truth.
The Tank Fairy must have brought it.
Sounds like you had quite an evening. Congrats on the new tank,may it never be discovered 
