The dolphin took a long look in the mirror. You’re a disgrace, he thought to himself as he looked at his small beady eyes, his bitten down fins, and his long row of small, yellow, misplaced teeth, which weren’t straight and white like his peers’ because his mama dolphin had wasted his brace money on booze and fish. “EEEEEEEEEEEE?!” he screamed which translated to “DAMN IT ALL!!! WHY TRITON? WHY?!”, as he spun around and shattered the mirror with his tail. He looked at the shards, floating in the water, slowly drifting to the bottom. They caught the sunlight and gleamed at him, their sharp edges calling for his smooth rubbery smooth skin.
Perhaps...he thought to himself perhaps I can manage to cut myself with a shard before the leg dummies come in and clean it up. He quickly swam up to a large chunk or glass and tried to grab hold of it, alas he could not, he had no opposable thumbs or fingers to grab it with. He cried in desperation and laid himself on the floor of the pool, his tears mixing with the salt water. He considered breaking his spring-mating body diet and eating some squids when his sonar picked up the signal from the leg dummies. He wanted to ignore them, to send them and their commands to hell. But he knew he could not disobey them, they controlled them all. Their signal grew stronger, they were impatient. He could not keep them waiting any longer, only Triton knew what they would do to him if he did.He quickly swam to the edge of the pool and broke into the surface with a toothy smile. He was smiling, but his cold, beady eyes were dead. His captor commanded him to do all types of dirty, despicable things for his guests entertainment. They cooed and awed, it made him sick to his stomach. They didn’t care about him, he was a show, a decoration.
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Suicidal Dolphin