SkythesquidRS

Chapter 4

Jerome's PoV

I sit back against a tree at the edge of the woods and hungrily take a bite of my raw spring salmon.

"Mmmmmm.... Mitch, how in the nether do you stand that abomination that you call food?!" I exclaim.

"Huh?" My friend Mitch says, looking up from eating his cooked porkchop.

"Cooked. Baked. How do you stand it? You see, THIS is food." I say as I over exaggerate the display of my raw salmon.

Mitch wrinkles his nose, and goes back to his porkchop. I then give him a playful punch on the shoulder.

"C'mon! Lets go find an adventure... Or something..." I say half-heartedly.

"Jerome, both you and I know we need money, and finding that squid and receiving the reward will probably be our only chance for a while. There's no time for adventure." He said, looking about as glum as I do when he cooks fish.

"Well... Lets make it interesting at least." I say.

Mitch leans forward with a smirk.
"I'm listening."

"Whoever finds the squid first and brings it to the science department, gets to choose what the other eats for a week. And no complaining." I say with a devious smile.

"You're on!" Exclaims Mitch.

He's then on his feet, and running towards the science department. I chuckle, and toss the now bones of the fish into a nearby garbage can.

Mitch just made a big mistake. For a bacca like me, finding that squid is gonna be easy. All I have to do is catch his scent, and Mitch'll have to eat raw fish for a week!

"Now THIS is gonna be interesting."

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I rub my behind from kicked out of the seafood division. Well, how the nether was I suppose to know they cooked seafood there?

I walk glumly down the streets. At this rate, Mitch might actually win.

MIGHT.

I walk down next to houses, seeing if I can smell the squid. I pass some smelling like dinner (including cooked steak, gross), some smell just like wood, and others smell like vomit (probably some of the town drinkers). But no sign of the squid we're looking for.

But, as I walk by this one house, I catch a whiff of odeur du squid. It's faint, sure, but it's there. And this wasn't y'know, ready-to-be-cooked squid, this was a live squid (There's a difference, Kay?).

I carefully scale the side of the house, making sure not to make too much noise. after making it to a window on the second floor, I peer into the room. With my luck, I see a slumped figure against a wall. Well, even if its not a squid, the person could be in trouble...

I pry the window open, slide in, and walk over to the person.

I quickly realize its not a human, or an ordinary hybrid, but a SQUID HYBRID- maybe even the 'squid' I'm looking for. He has four tentacles protruding from his back, and various parts, including the right half of his face, a vibrant blue.

I lean forward, to pick him up. I still have a job, y'know.

And he reaches out with his tentacles and strangles me.

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Heh, sorry for short chapter. I actually rewrote this a couple times, and I still don't like it. Oh well. I have a better idea for chap. 5, so yah :p

AND HOLY MOTHER TERESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDES BENZ THE STORY HAS 117 READS!

When I saw that, I literally started squealing. Then my parents ask why I was making so much noise. Anyhoo, tank chu :3