Pythagoreas was originaly the offspring of two lovely parents. He was put up for adoption, and a nice math teacher at a small local catholic school took him, and raised him in her classroom. With the help of a several fish fans, a kid who knows what he was doing, and a fish-person-in-training, he was able to be raised a good little beta. He was on the virge of death, but with miracle from the good lord, he was healed, and with the help of several students.
Pythagoreas was able to survive through the year of torment from the students. He was given to the fish-person-that-wasn't-in-training-anymore for the summer break. He was taken care of, and loved an cared for by the fish-person-that-wasn't-in-training-anymore.
Sadly, he had to return to the dreadful school. He was put in a classroom, with nothing but a heater and water. He was tormented by the students, scaring him, and calling him "FISHY". He was unloved by many. He was abused by many. That soon came to an end. The fish-person-that-wasn't-in-training-anymore took him away from the vicious beasts, and into the shelter of his home.
Today, Pythagoreas still lives in the house of the fish-person-that-wasn't-in-training-anymore, and lives in prosparity and peace.