...let me tell you a story.
There once was a fish, and he didn't have a tail, and everyone made fun of him. One day, he was staring up at the sky looking at the birds, and he saw how pretty their tails were and he wanted one, so he snuck up on a sleeping bird and pulled out all of its tail feathers. The bird woke up and freaked out, but the fish was already gone. I don't know how glue works underwater, but apparently it does work, so he glued the feathers on and everyone was jealous. So his fishy friends (well, he didn't have any, they were friend-enemies...frienemies...???) anyways, they snuck up on him the same way he did the bird while he was asleep, and they took his feathers and pushed him carefully to where the birds slept. The birds found him and decided he would make a good snack, and just as they were about to gobble him up he woke up and freaked out. He noticed the bird that was trying to eat him was missing its tail feathers, and he said, "I know where your feathers are!" and the bird listened to him. He said that a gang of fish who wanted to fly like birds had taken the feathers in hopes of turning into birds. He led the bird to his frienemies and the bird gobbled them up. He was grateful to have his feathers back and wanted to thank the fish, so the bird gave the fish one of its feathers and the fish was happy. He didn't get eaten, and he had a feather-tail, and there was no one to make fun of him, and the ones that did were eaten by his birdie friend.
Kind of funny how he should have been the one who was eaten since he stole them in the first place
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