Squid vs Ninjas

Death Wears a Wall-Eye

“Oh no!” screamed the bubbles.

“Aieee!” moaned the waves.

The greasy baleful squid-eye ignored these damp blatherings, preferring instead to roll slowly to its right, where a second rubbery squid-lid was opening, at a pace formerly reserved for particularly ambitious glaciers.

“Gah, a cross-eyed squid!” squealed a starfish as it inched past as fast as its little suckers would take it.

With an audible pop, the Squid uncrossed its eyes. And then… And then. Massive, bilious, and menacing, it began to hoist its undulating bulk up towards the faint gleams of light in the darkness. Up towards the lower pressures, where the darker things did not tend to go.

Up to where the littlest ninja was waiting.