In the Pacific Ocean was a civilization of sea creatures more advanced than others. Near this fish city was a sunken ship that was populated by loan sharks. The leader of the mafia of sharks was a great white shark named Don Lino, who was very influential. He wanted to two sons to eventually take over the family business. One of his sons, Frankie, did all the things that Don Lino wanted him to do. His other son, Lenny, however, hesitated to execute his wishes. One day, Don Lino decided to take his sons out on a trip in the open waters.

"Where are we going, Dad?" Lenny asked.

"I'm taking my sons out on a trip," his father answered.

"What a great idea! I think it's good for us to bond. It can strengthen us as a family."

"Shut up before you make me throw up," Frankie said.

"Don't do that," Don Lino said. "You wouldn't want to get sick when I'm taking my sons out to eat."

"Uh, what kind of a trip is this?" Lenny asked.

"This is a fishing trip."

"A fishing trip!"

"That's right. All this time, I've had to hunt to provide food for the two of you. Now that you're growing up, I think it's about time that I teach you how to fish so that you stay full for life."

They kept swimming until they saw a tuna.

"Watch what I do," Don Lino said before he sped up towards the tuna and tore into it with his teeth.

"Oh my gosh!" Lenny said.

"I can smell the juicy bloodfrom here," Frankie said.

A couple more tuna swam by.

"There are two more!" Don Lino said. "Get them!"

Frankie sped off, but Lenny stayed behind.

"Do I have to?" Lenny asked.

"Of course you have to, son. We're sharks. It's what we do. Hurry before Frankie takes your food!"

Lenny followed Frankie, who was already biting into one of the fish. Lenny chased after the other one and opened his mouth awkwardly.

"You look ridiculous!" Frankie said. "Just bite into it!"

Lenny swam until the fish was in his mouth. He closed his mouth and kept the fish on his tongue.

"My boys are natural killers!" Don Lino said. "It's in our blood. You two make me so proud."

"Are you okay, Lenny?" Frankie asked.

Lenny made sounds that signaled nausea. He vomitted the fish out of his mouth, and it swam away.

"I'm sorry, Dad. Maybe fishing is not my thing."

"Of course it is. Maybe you just don't like tuna. There are many other fish in the sea."

"I don't like fish!"

"Yes you do! You've eaten fish all those times I brought you some."

"I pretended to eat them but really freed them! I just don't like fish. There is something you should know about me. I'm..."

"You're a what?"

"I don't want you to be ashamed of me..."

"Just tell me!"

"I'm a vegetarian. There. I said it. I hope that doesn't make you love me less. I'm still the same guy. Can you accept me?"

Don Lino sighed.

"No son of mine is gonna be a vegetarian!"

"It's who I am!"

"It's a stupid choice!"

"It's not a choice! I was born this way!"

"That's not how it works. Sharks are born carnivores. You became a vegetarian by choice, and it's unnatural. This is just a phase."

"A phase that has been going on all my life?"

"You're a late bloomer. Soon, you'll realize that you like fish."

"I'm not that type of guy. I like vegetables!"

"You won't be living under my roof as long as you're a vegetarian!"

"Fine!"

And with that, Lenny swam away. Frankie tried going after him.

"Come back here! Just eat a fish!"

But he did not look back. He just kept swimming.