“Jim, Jimmy, Jimbo,” Goldie exclaimed as he struggled to wake them, “The Megalodon’s destroying fishy fields as we speak. You need to hurry.”  The sun decided not to rise. There was a cold silence as Jimmy sighed. At the same moment, they set off once again. 

Prawn palace is heavily guarded which benefited Jimbo’s theory of no threats being allowed into the palace. Its golden gleam was satisfaction to all eyes and increased sight power for a short period. Outside, Jimmy could see immaculate seahorses imprisoned in underwater stables. Inside, King Prawn was preparing for his delicious grilled goldish. 

They swam to the guards and asked if they could stay the night because of their journey. Both of them accepted.  

“Welcome to prawn palace. You can’t join the feast because you arrived on such short notice.” king Prawn stated. All three fish slept in their master clam beds. Jimbo awoke in an instant to steal some food from the cafeteria as their supply of seaweed cereal had just ran out. Down the imperial stairs he swam until Jimbo reached the cafeteria where he took some starfish salami. Suddenly, Jimbo felt a violent shiver down his tissue like spine. An explosive sound shattered his eardrums. it was a figure, a silhouette, a…