Octopuses and a New Friend

Molly opened her eyes and stretched properly. She already knew it was morning because through the tiny hole in her little house she could see a beam of light. With one tentacle she lifted her little home and swam outside. Her home — or rather a coconut shell — gently settled back onto the sand. Outside it was so beautiful. Around her swam all her little fish friends — tiny red platys, bigger neon…