With the right mind and determination anything is possible. Bob was just an ordinary boy. But he was an ordinarily extraordinarily boy. He knew exactly what he needed to do.
He raced over and punched the side of the goldfish's stomach. Then he punched it again. Again and again, harder and harder each time. He punched the stomach so much and so hard that soon the slimy goldfish skin split, leaving him a nice hole to work with.
Then, he ran over and collected item upon item inside the goldfish's stomach. There were desks and drawers, food and water. He took it all and threw it right outside the goldfish's stomach through the punched out hole.
He took everything and anything he could lay his hands on and threw it out. From outside the stomach the goldfish got angrier and angrier by the minute. It didn't like Bob emptying the contents of its stomach. So it swallowed everything he threw out right back up his fish-food trap again.
Bob just had to work faster. He needed to beat the goldfish at its own game.
Slowly and slowly, as Bob threw items out of its stomach the goldfish began to shrink. It went from massive, to medium large until it had shrank so much it was just the perfect size for a goldfish- the same size it had been to start with.
Bob was overwhelmed with joy as the water flooding his room disappeared along with the extra portions on the goldfish. It flapped wildly about on the floor. It was slimy and slippery as Bob caught it in his little fingers, rushed over to its tank and plopped it in.
Well, thought Bob, watching the little goldfish swim circles and do somersaults around the fishbowl, it must be hungry after such a huge ordeal. Its eyes looked up pleading and ravenously as Bob sprinkled one and only one pinch of fish food inside its tank.
Authors Note: This is the end of this series!
