Pig doesn’t want to be famous

“Pig,” Robert called, “what is that in your water fountain?”

I went to see. “Oh, it’s a firefly larva,” I told him.

“Why does it come to stay here?”

“Fireflies need a moisturized place to lay eggs. The bush has no water, so they come to lay eggs here.”

“Wow, you are knowledgeable. If you are a writer, I think you will be famous.”

“I am a writer, but I don’t want to be famous.”

“Why?”

“I tell you a tale. Once upon a time, there were two males who were best friends. They swore to not be apart from each other, so after they died, they reincarnated as a bird with one body but two heads. One day, the bird was caught by the king. The king wanted them to be apart but the bird refused. Even though the king provided many valuable things or even food, the bird still didn’t agree. So the king said to his subordinates that if anyone could make this bird apart from each other, he would give a reward. Then his advisor came out and told he could do it. That advisor went to a head then acted like he was whispering something into his ear. When he went away, the second head asked his friend what the advisor told him and the first head said the advisor didn’t say anything. However, the second head didn’t believe and said his friend was not loyal to him. Then the advisor came again and did the same acting into the ear of the second head. When he was away, the first head asked the same question and the second head said the advisor didn’t say anything. The first head was upset and said he didn’t believe his friend. The second head said why he didn’t believe him and the first head said because when he told him the first time that the advisor didn’t say anything, he didn’t not believe him. The two heads argued with each other, stronger and stronger, then they decided to separate their body in order to go their own ways. They tore their body into two and both of them died at last.”

Robert shrank his eyes, “What is the relationship between this tale and your writer job?”

“What I want to tell you is that if I became a famous writer, there would be some people, like the advisor, who would use my writing to cause troubles such as break other people’s relation - to gain advantage for their own self.”

Robert wagged his head, “I see.”