63. Flounder's Not-So Funny Joke

Flounder is a mixed-traffic fish. He can take carts, and wagons. He likes his yellow and blue body, and so does his worker. "Everyone really likes you,Flounder." One day, Flounder eeked at Ariel and Melody. "Just look at me! Aren't I the best? I'm more classy and sassy than anyone else!" "Oh, trash!" said Ariel. "We're all classy and sassy! King Triton says that, and he's the ruler of the mer-people!" "You know something, Flounder?" asked Melody. "What?" Flounder asked. "I think you're stupid!" Flounder swam away. Later on, he was STILL bragging. "I'm the best fish ever!" "I saw you taking carts." Scuttle said. "That's all you can do!" Flounder was angry. "I can take wagons too!" "But not like how I can!" grumbled Scuttle. "But I hear King Triton's got news for me!" Flounder was actually telling lies, but Scuttle was believing him. "What news?" "Eh... you'll see!" "Oh, no!" Flounder thought. "What can I do?" Ariel was pushing smart, red wagons. "Hello, Flounder." "Those wagons are for me, right?" Flounder asked desperately. "No. These are for Scuttle's load. I'll get your carts next." But Flounder wanted to fool Ariel. "Well, Ariel, I'll take the wagons. King Triton told me to tell you." "What about the carts?" Ariel asked nervously. "Eh... give them to Scuttle." So when Flounder's worker came back, Flounder was attached to the wagons, and was out of sight. Ariel came in with the carts. A few hours later, Scuttle came. "Where are the wagons?" he complained. Ariel told him about Flounder. "And I now present your carts." Scuttle was angry, and his worker was too. "We'll tell King Triton about this!" Aside from that, Flounder was having fun. "A good plan, a good plan!" he thought to himself. Then, Flounder saw King Triton. "Jokes are usually, funny! But not today, Flounder! You have caused chaos!" "Yes, your Majesty!" replied Flounder. "You will stay in bed, until you're needed!" Everyone else laughed at Flounder. "Who will take the wagons today?" Scuttle asked. "It'll probably be you!" thought Marina. "Flounder has been shut up in bed for acting like a fool!" Flounder knew this was all his fault. Next morning, he went back to work. "Hi, there!" Ariel said. "I'm glad to see you again!" "I'm sorry I fooled you." Flounder apologized. "Those carts are for me, right?" "They certainly are!" replied the mermaid. "They want you back." Flounder was happily at work, taking his carts where they had to go. "Time to leave now, Flounder." the worker said finally. "Now carts or people, just us." But the worker was wrong. "Excuse me," a man said, "I've got an important meeting with King Triton. I can't be late!" "OK." said Flounder's worker. He whispered to Flounder. "This man is an inspector." Flounder was excited. He swam gently to the junction. King Triton was happy, and the inspector greeted him kindly. "This fine fish gave me a nice ride. You have to be proud of him." "Oh, yes, once more, you are both classy and sassy." by Julian Ayele Cumberbatch