In the beginning of the seas, there was nothing (who could have guessed). Then one day, the king, a barnacle, wondered outside of his house. He wanted there to be water so all his fish slaves would stop dying. He demanded water that instant. He flicked his fingers and viola, water had appeared! Now he and his minions could live a happier life, and preferably not a short and painful one.
In a matter of 53 minutes, 27 seconds, and 13 milliseconds, he wanted food. He instead was turned down and was given disgusting chum from the chum bucket from
down the street. He was enraged with his minions and how they disrespected him all severely. He told his royal guards to execute them all by putting fish bowls on their heads. Whilst his minions were dying slowly, and rotting in the depths of the sea, screaming in pain as their skin was eaten by nematodes- he was mowing his lawn happily.
