Red And Hairy

The Great White Teacher is gesticulating, says Louisa.

You go, says Sweezus, to Arthur.

Arthur paddles out to where the Great White Teacher is waiting.

Seaweed, says Great White Teacher. As promised.

Great, says Arthur. Where is it?

Fishfingers-me! says Great White Teacher. Must've dropped it!

Looks like it, says Arthur. 

No! There it is! says Great White Teacher.

The seaweed is floating away.

Arthur grabs it.

It's red and hairy.

Hope it tastes good, says Arthur. It doesn't look great.

Well obviously you have to make it flat and shiny, says Great White Teacher. I'll leave that to you.

Okay, says Arthur. We'll do some research. And not right away. We've got another job on.

No more time for surfing, grins Great White Teacher.

Can't start yet, says Arthur. So we'll be surfing until it gets dark.

Why can't you start yet? asks Great White Teacher. You have the seaweed and the tuna.

We lost the tuna, says Arthur. It protested about its role in the enterprise.

It wasn't dead? asks Great White Teacher.

No, says Arthur. And it suggested we use alternative fillings.

It WOULD, says Great White Teacher.

True, says Arthur. But then we got thinking. Maybe the tuna was right.

What fillings did it suggest? ask Great White Teacher.

Chocolate, says Arthur. So we thought we'd look into it.

Great White Teacher looks dubious.

You look dubious, says Arthur. We thought we'd ask other surfers what they thought.

Did you? says Great White Teacher. I suppose that makes sense. I hear chocolate is popular with humans.

Yes it is, says Arthur. We were surprised the tuna knew it. 

The tuna! says Great White Teacher. Which way did it go?

That way, says Arthur, pointing towards the horizon.

Great White Teacher shoots off like a rocket.