The Favored

He laughed softly under his breath, leaning in to see the little goldfish more clearly to his hazy eyes. "Yes! Yes! You'll do perfectly!" He said clapping his hands before suddenly jutting out one finger nearly poking the girl who'd caught the fish in the chest. "HE NEEDS FOOD!" He proclaimed with a glower. "Feed him. I can't have my fish starving!"
The girl blanched, taking a step back. "I'm sorry we don-"
"FEED HIM!!" He hollered widening his haze filled eyes. "He will STARVE if you don't. You don't want my fish to starve do you?"
He giggled to himself as the girl swallowed, and disappeared in the back to grab the food. Yes. His little buddy shouldn't go hungry.
"Here. Is that all?" She asked as she handed his fish to him. He smiled, humming under his breath as he held the fish up to his face. Hello. Hello. Did he want more? He grinned wider and lowered the bag. "I actually want one more now." He proclaimed gesturing to the fish tank he wanted the next one from. "The white one now!"
She hesitated before nodding. "Alright." She said catching the fish much more quickly than the previous orange one. He frowned. Was she favoring the white fish over the orange one? He growled as she turned to disappear into the back. "No!" He suddenly exclaimed, causing her to jump. "Don't feed this one!" He frowned down at the fish in the container. The orange one was the favored one because it was first. Not this interloper. "He should remain a little hungry." That would teach the fish to be caught more quickly than the orange one. He brightened as she did what he said and hummed contently as he held both bags of fish in his hands. Yes. Yes this would do nicely. "Remember!" He said lifting the fish up as he stared the girl down. "The orange will always be more important!" He quickly lowered the bag with the white fish in it. "Always!" Chuckling he turned. Yes. Orange would be more important.

-Inspiration from an encounter my coworker had with a customer at work today.