chapter three two words, peer pressure

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Shellington stared upon the ocean waters still not wanting to become ocean watcher, he turned around to see the same polar bear and sharks

   "So shellington will you be ocean watcher and protect the entire ocean?"

   "I know the ocean needs a lot of protection but I can't im not fit for the job im not like my father- I'll think about it okay? Now I gotta go back to the octopod"

As he started to walk past the polar bear and the sharks making his way to his so called home

   "See? I told you that wouldn't work. Let me try and follow my lead" the polar bear whispered to his shark friends

Suddenly the polar bear swam in front of shellington again

   "Just think about it without your father the ocean will die and the octonauts are not enough, they think simple missions will save the entire ocean? Of course not theres no time to waste. You can be better and stronger than them"

Shellington wasn't convinced so the polar bear made a simple decision

Two words, peer pressure

   "Since you can fight fire with fire, ive seen what you can do shellington, repairing some gups and little inventions that tweak made, even at night when everyone was asleep and all those times you took the captians hat and pretended to be him, you can drive gups and do quite a bit of bandaging"

   "But that isnt enough to save an entire ocean"

   "You have great potential to be smarter better and stronger than them and that includes the captain but have you considered releasing your potential and be free?"

   "But- I barely know anything besides the basic skills"

   "But you'd like to don't you? Ive seen them have different skills as well but thats not enough I don't see why you should be like your father, unless of course you have no interest in wanting to save everything living and let everyone be killed"

For the first time, shellington had no idea what to do or say

Song starts in

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I realize that you've always been a outcast

As he swam towards him and began to circle him once

Its not every potential hero that likes to think
To think a hero thats like you ive had one or maybe two

Swimming back to his friends and turn around

But the good ones disappear before I blink

Snapping his fingers in front of his face and singaling the sharks and they began to circle around him

(Oh, wuh-oh-wuh, oh
Oh, wuh-oh-wuh)
Now, I understand you have your reservations

(Oh-wuh)
It's hard to have a brain as large as yours
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

But if the ocean doesn't get protection
Well, I think I've made it plain

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