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Charon dizzily looked around, but it didn't take long before Shiv's disapproving caws came. He didn't like getting called stupid and Charon glared at the bird as he got up and shook the sand out of his fur. "Well, you told me to do it, stupid bird!" he snibbily said. "You made like a hop that suggested I should do it like that!" Charon rolled his eyes, but felt better now that he had called Shiv stupid, as though that automatically made him non-stupid.

He looked at the crab and picked it up again. It was swiftly becoming his arch-nemesis, for even in death it managed to hurt him. Since he didn't want to argue with the dumb bird and get more faulty methods from her, Charon decided to try his own method (which was probably the very same method, but if it was, then Charon thought she hadn't explained it very well).

Charon lifted his head, the crab still between his teeth, and then smashed the crab into the rock. A couple of pieces of shell cracked off, and Charon let go of the broken crab to look at the damage and see if any of the edible pieces were in sight yet, or if it needed another smash.