Angelic silver goldfish (a.k.a. Iron Man) came to examine the generous spread.
Toad and Charlie Chaplin also strolled by. For the purpose of this story, we shall say that they just picked at the food delicately. In reality, they were all a bunch of piglets.
Schools of tiny guppies pecked eagerly at the potatoes and carrots, while peaceful Freddy just sucked on the glass, content to just wave his tail intermittently to send the food a-stirring.
All was peaceful, that is, until the EVIL CRAYFISH suddenly appeared. He grabbed at the carrots, calling the potatoes pathetic, as his whiskers twitched greedily.
Satisfied with his hoard of carrots, the EVIL CRAYFISH reached out and pinched Freddy's tail. What a meanie!
Then he backed away into the rocky hills, cackling over his handfuls of carrots and his evil deed of the day.
He ran down the rocky hills.
Dashed into his cave,
and smacked his lips over the tasty carrots. Yum, yum, yum! What an evil crayfish!