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[chopoffyourhead]

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[chopoffyourhead]

[He clears his throat.]

Very well... fifty crabs in thirty minutes. I'll have a reward for if you hit your target.

[Looks like Riddle will have to do some math. He wonders if Jamil and Azul like crab.]

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[eelusive]

[If he really focuses and really pays attention to his time and his breathing and his speed, then catching fifty crabs will be like little elver's play.

Floyd abruptly sits up on that note. Ugh, can't he just go catch them now while he's raring to go?]

Yeah really. It's been a while since I've gone on a hunt, but I'm not rusty.

[Is he puffing up for Riddle or just being himself? To be fair, as skilled as he is, Floyd isn't one to be boastful... not unless he really, really wants to impress someone.]

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[Thirty minutes though? Thirty minutes.

For a "reward" he hasn't asked to clarify and that could very well be the tiniest, most useless thing.

... Floyd's tongue peeks out from between his teeth and swipes the corner of his lips before he replies, his tone quiet yet unmistakably, unabashedly eager.]

Yes sir~

[chopoffyourhead]

[Look at him, so excited. Riddle's smile widens just the touch.]

It's a deal. I'll come get you Saturday morning, and we can head to the beach together.

I assume the temperature won't be a problem for you.

[Merperson and all.]

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[Definitely for the best that Riddle comes to pick him up, because Floyd will be supremely not on time otherwise.]

Nuh-uh, no way. You could stick me in a freezer and I'd be too hot.

[In more ways than one. But Floyd will leave that unsaid. For now.]

Come to think of iiit~ You haven't seen me when I'm in my usual form, have you, Goldfishie?

[chopoffyourhead]

I haven't.

Should I come a little early to make time to properly appreciate it?

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Appreciate it? You can just see it when I--

[Swim? In the water? And hunt crabs?

... Floyd abruptly pauses. He'd drop his phone on his face if he were still lying down.]

--Ohhh. Yeah...! Yeah, you totally should!

[chopoffyourhead]

[...cute...]

Can you breathe out of water in your true form? Or would you need a potion?

[...since, well... Riddle going into the ocean isn't exactly an option.]

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Yuh-huh~ It gets weird after an hour or two, but nothin' I can't handle.

[Assuming he's not exerting too much energy. Or in this case, being "appreciated" too hard.]

Uhh... Maybe I oughta warn you though like I did for Sea Snake.

[That's courteous, isn't it? Especially before and on a date.]

I'm pretty huge.

[He's not talking about a specific part of him, but-- Yeah. Yeah, he's huge.]

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That's fine. We needn't take that long.

[There's a blink at that next part.... and he flushes red, turning his gaze away while clearing his throat.]

Duly noted.

[Meanwhile, Riddle fully expects he's both talking about himself as well as a certain part of him, knowing Floyd.]

Then I'll be there Saturday morning at seven.

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Fufu~ Mmkay~ I’m suuuper excited.

[Riddle can count on Floyd not forgetting any of the information he’s gathered today. The color of roses he likes, how much he values sincerity, his not-so-subtle competitive spirit–

The way his cheeks turn as red as a goldfish when Floyd says something stupid, says something dirty–

Floyd looks like he’s about to say something more, but shakes his head and wiggles his fingers at the screen instead.]

Bye bye, Goldfishie~ Miss you already~

[chopoffyourhead]

[It really is novel, having someone be this excited over him. Over spending time with him and showing off for him. Over wanting to do things for him because it made them happy.

... also, damn, Floyd really was hot when he showed that darker side of him.]

Mm... [An amused sparkle in his eye, cheeks still lightly flushed as he waves back.]

I'll see you soon, my Moray.

[Click!]

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[Well, with that out of the way, Floyd hums to himself and contemplates soaking in the tub or perhaps teaching Catfish a new trick.]

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[Hmhmhm~]

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[… Wait.]

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[My… Moray…]

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[When it trips and gets hurt from a goldfish’s flirt

that’s a moray.]

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[Having stumbled over an armchair, Floyd clambers across the floor for his device, snatches it up, then breathlessly, desperately mutters one last message for Riddle to hear:]

Say–! Say that last bit again…!

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[chopoffyourhead]

[Riddle's a little pink himself after having said those words. He's about to return to his studies of law when he gets the message to his device.

... oh. Oh. Riddle has to stop himself from chuckling at how it seemed to belatedly hit Floyd.

Instead, he smiles, leans in closer to the device...]

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[chopoffyourhead]

Catch those crabs, and I'll think about it. ♥

[Click!]

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[He stares at the screen for a minute… then, resigned, slowly tucks it back into his pocket.

Oh, he’ll catch those crabs, alright. He’ll catch this world’s entire ecosystem of crabs in a heartbeat. If it means getting to hear those words, and have an impressive date…

No crab is safe from Floyd Leech.]