Someone had broken into the mall pet store. Why they had taken several ten pound bags of kibble but nothing from the register was certainly odd, but Mr. Matthews counted his blessings. He headed over to the fish tanks, hoping to gather some idea of what had happened before the police arrived.

He had never told anyone of his secret power, but he hoped it would finally prove useful. He peered into the tank.

Food?

The small school of fish swam to the surface of the tank. Mr. Matthews concentrated, "Did you see who broke into the store? Do you know why they didn't take money, only cat food?"

Food? No food. Swim.

Mr. Matthews sighed and tried again. "Did you see who was here?"

There was a knock at the front of the store and Mr. Matthews sighed again. The ability to talk to fish was a completely useless superpower because fish were just plain dumb.