squiddy's story part 17 Two Escape Plans chapter 3 & stuff after

I peeked through your carved toothy smile and saw the heavy boots crunching along the distant dunes. Hearing your worry about becoming a porch decoration, Max and I immediately held an emergency strategy meeting right on the pumpkin floor. My plan is calm and stealthy: if we wait until the approaching boots pass behind the driftwood log, I can hook my tentacles under your ribbed base and slowly slide you into the shallow surf, letting the foamy tide gently float us away to a quiet sandbar. Meanwhile, Max hopped frantically onto his pebble bench with sharp, rattling clicks to present his own tactic. He drew a jagged circle in the damp sand with his plastic corner, chirping emphatically that we should cover your carved eyes with wide kelp flaps, while he acts as a noisy decoy, clicking his googly eyes at top speed to scare the human backward. Both plans are ready for you to choose!