YoYo woke up craving something special—seafood! He grabbed his tiny wallet, wore his oversized hat, and marched toward the market like a proud chef on a mission. On the way, he talked to himself, “Crabs, shrimp, fish—today we feast!”
At the seafood stall, YoYo’s eyes sparkled. Buckets were full of wiggly crabs, shiny fish, and shrimp dancing in the water. But as soon as he reached out, a crab snapped its claw at him. YoYo jumped back with a squeak, “Hey! I’m the customer!”
Everyone nearby laughed. YoYo puffed his cheeks, determined. He tried again—this time with gloves. The crab pinched right onto his glove and refused to let go. So YoYo walked around with the crab stuck to his hand like a tiny seafood bracelet.
Next, YoYo tried to scoop shrimp. The shrimp swam faster than his spoon! He chased them around until he slipped and splashed water everywhere. The vendor sighed, handed him a net, and said, “Try this, little fisherman.” With the net, YoYo finally caught a few, raising them like a trophy.
Then he pointed at a fish—“I’ll take that one!” The fish flipped out of the tub and onto his shoes. YoYo screamed like he stepped on ice, hopping until the fish slid off. The crowd laughed again.
At last, YoYo packed his seafood into a bag and paid. But on the way home, the crab in his bag slowly climbed out. YoYo didn’t notice until it tapped his shoulder. He turned, screamed, and ran in circles while people stared, laughing even louder.
Finally home, he put everything in a pot—but the crab was hiding under the table. YoYo chased it for five minutes before catching it.
After all the chaos, YoYo sat down, exhausted but happy. “Seafood shopping,” he sighed, “should be an extreme sport!”
