The Further Adventures of the Intrepid Mr. Seal
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A mysterious package arrived.
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Fortunately your friend and mine, the unflappable Mr. Seal, was on the case!
It might be books, Mr. Seal supposed. Books are good, and often arrive after Christmas.
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Mr. Seal's friend Arkadiy the octopus* was not so sure. This was, after all, a very large box, and if it were full of books it would be extremely heavy.
Mr. Seal had to allow that this was a fair point.
There was nothing else for it; the box had to be opened.
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It wasn't books!
Arkadiy was terrified! Even Mr. Seal felt some anxiety as the box opened and from it emerged...
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...Oh.
Hello!
Perhaps we can be friends.
*Arkadiy Petrovich, whose father Pyotr Pavlovich was a noted scholar of Old Slavocephalopodic Languages, as well as a friend to musicians and a keen gardener. Arkadiy does not share his father's facility with languages or gardening, but he does like to write poetry.