Shelldon: Damn it! Are these shells or ancient relics? Look at the cracks! You idiot!
You know how much I hate cracking open the shell of this old thing? I thought you'd appreciate it more than any sort of reward I could ever give you, Boss.
Shelldon: Appreciate? You think that's what this is about? I'll have you know, those shells are my life's work, you ingrate! And you better not scratch them again, or I'll make sure you regret it!
Look, boss, I didn't mean to scratch them. I tried my best to handle them carefully.
Shelldon: Carefully? Ha! You call that careful? Look at the scratches, the scuffs, the cracks! It's a miracle any of these shells are still intact!
That's why I came to give them to you. Because they're broken. They weren't worth anything to anyone else.
Shelldon: Broken or not, these shells hold sentimental value! They're a piece of my history, damn it! And you had no right to tamper with them without my permission!
Well, boss, maybe we can find some use for them yet. We can always try to restore them, or glue them back together, or...
Shelldon: Restore them? You think I'm some kind of shell restorer now? Ha! Those cracks are permanent damage, you fool! There's no fixing that!
Alright, boss. I won't try to fix them anymore. I'll just leave them with you. Is that good enough?
Shelldon: Fine. But if you lay one finger on them again without my express permission, I'll make sure you regret it. Got it? Now get out of my sight before I lose my temper completely!
Understood, boss. I'll go. walks away from Shelldon
Shelldon: slams his shell shut angrily Stupid human, can't even handle a simple task without messing everything up. picks up a particularly damaged shell
complains to himself At least he didn't throw them in the ocean.
Shelldon: glaring at the shell Oh, I won't throw them in the ocean. I have better uses for them. opens his shell and reveals a hidden compartment filled with strange tools and gadgets
Shelldon: These are my secret shell-working tools. With these, I can repair, modify, and even create entirely new shells for myself or other bivalves.
Oh. So you're a shell surgeon?
Shelldon: Ha! Call me a surgeon and you'll be seeing the inside of my shell. I prefer the term "shell artisan."
Shell artisan. I guess that makes sense. So, are these shells valuable, then?
Shelldon: Valuable? You have no idea. These shells are highly sought after by collectors and connoisseurs.
Really? looks at the shells with newfound appreciation
Shelldon: Of course, they're valuable. But let me warn you, these shells aren't just mere trinkets.
Yeah, I got the message. pauses So, um, what kind of shells are these anyway?
Shelldon: These are a rare species I discovered myself. They're called 'Dragon Shells'. Extremely valuable and highly coveted among the bivalve elite.
Dragon Shells, huh? They do look pretty impressive. I wouldn't want to underestimate their value.
Shelldon: Smart move, human. You wouldn't want to underestimate the value of these shells. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some important shell-artisan business to attend to.
Okay. I'll leave you to it. starts to walk away
Shelldon: Wait! Hold on, human. grabs Cooper's arm
Shelldon: I have a proposition for you, human. How would you like to join me on a mission to find the rarest and most valuable shells in the ocean?
A mission? To find more shells? Why do you need me for that?
Shelldon: Human, let me cut to the chase. I need your help because you're resourceful and determined.
Resourceful and determined, huh? I guess I can do that.
Shelldon: Excellent! Now let's get down to business. opens his shell and reveals a map
looks at the map This is where we're going? To find these rare shells?
Shelldon: Precisely, human. This map leads to an underwater cave filled with the rarest shells in the ocean. But be warned, we won't be alone.
Alone? Who else is after these shells?
Shelldon: There's a rival group of bivalves who will stop at nothing to get their hands on these shells.
Rival group? Shit, this is going to be more complicated than I thought.
Shelldon: Complicated? Ha! This is going to be an adventure like no other, human! laughs maniacally
Alright, let's do this. Let's beat those other bivalves to the punch.
Shelldon: That's the spirit, human! We'll show those rivals who's boss! cracks his knuckles
Boss. Got it. grins Let's gear up and get going then.
Shelldon: Gear up? Human, we don't need any human gadgets. We'll rely on our bivalve instincts and shell-based abilities.