Moral of the Tale
The great fraglefish squid. It has magical properties one wish they could possess. It swims effortlessly in the open sea. It is the embodiment of magical greatness!
Then fraglefish squid was unexpectedly caught by a person on a boat.
It was Crono, who suddenly held this wriggling mass of tentacle wetness in his hands, all the while Marle had squealed, calling fraglefish squid disgusting. This very much hurt fraglefish squid's feeling, for what is a magical being without important feelings? And fraglefish squid gave them such sad face emotes, in which had gone unnoticed, since no one knew where its face began nor ended. Or rather, didn't seem to comprehend the strange picto-bubbles appearing above it containing a sad face.
"It's so gross! Toss it over!" the blonde maiden yelled. Lucca wanted to inspect this odd creature, pushing her large round glasses up the bridge of her nose.
"Fascinating. What do you call this, Crono?" the geeky one asked. Crono shrugged and tossed fraglefish squid onto the deck. It made a squishing sound and began to wriggle away, still with sad face emotes floating above its head. Something like that. Marle was sickened by the sight of this creature and decided it was her right to step on it and put it out of its misery. Little did she know that fraglefish squid was a magical being of great magic, and when her small silken shoed foot squished into its soft body, universes collided.