Authors note:
I decided to write a story yayyyyy
So there's this octopus and his name is Edwardo.
The end
Ok I'm just kidding that would be a pretty pointless story. C'mon I'm better than that. So anyway Edwardo dreamed of becoming an antelope so he could run wild and free through the long green grass in the open air of the wilderness. Edwardo sat alone every night at the bottom of the ocean dreading the fact that he was stuck with his stupid tentacles and gills. Like seriously, who crossbred a spider with some kind of aquatic guppy. Genetics people! "Use those noggins of yours and turn me into some masculine king animal like a prairie dog."
~Edwardo
So, on trout Tuesday, Edwardo decided he would take action. He decided that he would seek out the wise sea pickle. Craigeforde the sea pickle could solve any problem, but the problem was, you had to get to him. He lived in the lost city of Atlantis. Honestly Atlantis isn't that hard to find, but the reason it's still "lost" is because everyone who finds it, doesn't live to tell of it. That is because it is guarded by MoMo the not-so-friendly fire breathing shrimp.
