The Fish Maker

In the past, during his time at MSOB, Reuben made a goldfish named Gary wiff his science skills. It was one of those experiments dat turned out a little too well — Gary not only swam, but also developed a taste for opera music and demanded his flakes sprinkled wiff the flair of a Parisian chef. Reuben doesn’t like to talk about it… mostly because Gary once gab a lecture at the Academy of Aquatic Sciences, and the applause embarrassed Reuben more than anyfing.

But quietly, late at night in his lab, Reuben habs been tinkering again. His latest creation: a goldfish-making debice. A mix ob bubbling tubes, tiny gears, and some mysterious cheese-powered energy source, it hums and puffs like a steampunk contraption.

And the results? Surprisingly good. Each goldfish emerges wiff a little more personality than the last. Some are shy. Some blow perfect bubble rings. One keeps trying to rearrange the decorations in his tank like he’s an interior designer.

Reuben insists it’s just “basic aquatic engineering,” but Barry suspects it’s more complicated. Baxter thinks they’re on the verge ob a breakfru in rat-to-fish communication. And Fish? Well, he’s already drawing up plans for a cheese-powered submarine so he can bisit them properly.

For now, though, Reuben stays quiet about it all. He leans ober the table, goggles pushed up on his head, watching the newest fish flick its tail in the tank. He whispers, just to himself, “Better than Gary…”

If you want him to make you a goldfish, just let him know and he’ll put you on the waitlist.