44. Seafood!
Kicking off the lid of the chest with her stocking feet, Rosella launched her way toward the surface and a desperately
needed gulp of fresh air. Her long white legs kicked feverishly, and her long red skirt floated about like the fins of an
exotic fish; exotic and delicious. That’s what the giant squid was thinking anyway. It lashed out with a long and very
strong tentacle. The suction cups on the underside of the tentacle latched onto the surprised girl’s leg, but her stretchy
nylons proved to save her life once that day as the squid’s suction cups would not hold the girl’s strange “skin.” The
princess’s victory was short-lived as the tenacious squid was none too eager to give up its meal. One, two, three more
long tentacles came in for reinforcements to wrap painfully tight around Rosella’s slender body. She thrashed around
with her arms, but it was hopeless. The squid pulled the terrified girl toward its gaping beak, as dozens of frightened air
bubbles escaped Rosella’s wide-open mouth. Her giant blue eyes stared helplessly as she was fed into the beak in one
terrifying gulp. Perhaps the fisherman has a harpoon? Perhaps you should have stayed still like he said. Bon appetite!
-The End
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