The scariest and most feared whale in the entire ocean had his son kidnapped by krill, in a guerilla act of revenge for all of the family they'd lost over the years. They snuck up one night, and in their masses, surrounded the sleeping calf, and swam away, carrying him miles away from his father.
Safe to say, when the whale awoke, he was distraught. He swam and swam, searching everywhere, but to no avail. 'WHERE IS MY SON' he bellowed, disturbing fish everywhere. This distress caught the attention of a wise old sea turtle.
'I saw your son', said the turtle swimming over to the whale, 'he was kidnapped by krill. I think I can take you to him'
Grateful, the whale accepted this offer, and the pair set out, searching hastily. After many hours of fruitless looking, they came to a large white cloud, and they came to a stop. The turtle looked sombre.
'I have bad news', he said mournfully. 'The krill have used their surprisingly adequate war skills once again. They have lactated so much, that they have created this giant, impenetrable white cloud. It's so wide, so high, so thick. I'm so sorry, but it's over.'
The whale would not accept this. 'I'll swim through it! He said'
'No', returned the turtle. The milk is bizarrely poisonous for whales.
'Okay then, we'll wait for it to disperse, then we can go after them again!', the wale countered
'It will take days!' cried the turtle. The cloud is miles wide, and miles thick. There's no hope.
'Alright then, can't I go over it, can't I even look over it?', the whale nearly sobbed in desperation.
The turtle looked him dead in the eye. 'You don't understand. There's no use spying over krill milk'
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