Image by Bruno /Germany from Pixabay
So uhh, do you remember about that autobiography of a plastic bottle blog and the turtle that ate its cousin? Well, apparently the turtle didn't die so we got detective Jeremy here in this case.
*Inside the house*
Jeremy: WHATS WRONG HERE?
Turtle dad: Well, one of our fellow turtles has committed murder, murder a plastic bottle.
Jeremy: Tell me everything you know.
Turtle dad: That's really all I know, but maybe my mom knows something about this.
Jeremy: Well, okay? I guess?
Turtle grandma: I-I had actually witnessed the murder outside.
Jeremy: Wait ×3, but why exactly were you outside?
Turtle grandma: T-To find my glasses.
Jeremy: What? Anyways, what do you know about the murder?
Turtle grandma: Well, it can't be my grandson considering he has never touched seagrass in his life, he just plays video games, really.
Turtle son: GRANDMA! WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT OH MY GOD!
Turtle grandma: I swore I saw the face, but I forgot. I have short term memory. Wait a minute, or was it long term memory? I forgot.
Turtle dad: And it can't be my wife either, she's gone to the coral reef.
Jeremy: Is there anyone else here?
Turtle dad: I do have my little daughter actually. She's 5 years old. She usually likes to hide everywhere.
Jeremy: Wait a minute, hide, EVERYWHERE?
Turtle dad: Yep.
Jeremy: Can you elaborate?
Turtle dad: Are you trying to say that my daughter who is trying to get potty trained is able to eat a plastic bottle, AND SURVIVE?
Jeremy: Yes.
Turtle dad: Whatever, just look for clues around the house.
*Jeremy looks for clues*
SUDDEN SHOT
Turtle daughter: Moron.
But wait, there's a PLOT TWIST!!!!
Part two coming soon.
Eh, maybe?
Nah, don't count on it
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