Paragraph 238, Book 1. The Drauthoring Project.
Mog eventually stepped onto the cookies to bring up the rear, and they all ignored the cherry piranhas. It wasn’t as if they would jump out of the water, right? Each time someone was about to jump forward, tension filled the air, and then they would hop and wobble precariously on their next cream-filled cookie. Everything was going well until Damien cried, “GYAAAAAH!!!” and Eshliou was so scared of this that she almost lost her balance. A piranha flew through the air as Damien flung it from his leg before it shred it to pieces. “That piranha jumped out of the milk!” he yelled. “It’s time to take precautions.” He let a flat laser gun appear in his hands, preparing to zap the next jumping piranha.