"I knows shark guys can't knocks up a human guy because I's watched the Animals Planet, and mammals can'ts have babies with fish. I'd haves to be a fish-guy too, then I guess we coulds have them likes the seahorses. They's kind of like fish," Toki told Nathan. He was obviously pretty clueless about fish reproduction, or, he might have realized that his ideas about both seahorses and fish were way off. He'd have argued his opinion further, but, Nathan returning the subject of spiked cocks derailed his train of thought. He was growing incredibly curious about Skwisgaar's new anatomy, and fervently hoped that Skwisgaar still possessed some piece of anatomy that he could use to fuck him without shredding his insides- at least he potentially had a couple of chances. That could prove interesting too. . .
While Toki busied himself with drinking a beer and thoughts of what he could do to Skwisgaar's theoretical pair of cocks, the Shoggies were swarming around the campfire. Everything about the spontaneous cookout was of course "sooo cool!", and Pickles became an object of awe as he went about constructing the junk food kebabs. Toki was grateful when Nathan took his fish away to be cooked- its empty eye-sockets kept making him feel rather guilty about yanking them out before he was absolutely certain it was dead, and, cooking it was sure to solve that little issue. And what he could smell as it started to cook actually smelled pretty damn good- Nathan apparently knew what he was doing.
Toki was a bit annoyed that everyone else had to start clamoring for Skwisgaar to bring them fish, which meant that Skwisgaar was bound to go for another dive- he'd been enjoying what relatively innocent explorations of Skwisgaar's altered form he could manage given the company. He was fascinated with Skwisgaar's back fin, and its responses to his touch, and had fully confirmed that the sandpapery feel of his skin was only in one direction. As long as Toki stroked down his back, he was smooth, although it wasn't the smoothness of human skin. "I don't knows, and aquarium's harder thans a ball pit, I bets. Maybe a couple days? We can try and finds out if there's a nice pool somewhere ins the castle you cans use, while they works on it?" Toki didn't want Skwisgaar sleeping alone in the lake either- he wanted him as near as possible, and if that meant sleeping next to him in an aquarium, so be it. "I just don't wants you to stay in the lake alls the time, and then I'd haves to sleep out here ins the mud." He squeezed Skwisgaar's shoulder as he announced his intent to go fishing for Nathan and Skwisgaar, and was then choked by a laughing fit as Ofdensen got himself smacked with a fish.
Toki resumed petting Skwisgaar when he returned, and then noticed what the 'eyesball throw-up children' were doing. Although a few Shoggies were still out in the lake, scouring it for every last bit of merperson while a couple stared in awe at Nidhögg, most were now back on shore. A few were still hypnotized by the junk food kebabs, but, the others had crowded around Shoggies 3, 4.6, 10, and 18, who were at the side of the lake, and holding their wands in their pseudopods. "Master Uncle Charles-Butler gots the fish with his wand, we cans get them too! Just say likes he did!" Shoggy 18 announced to the Shoggies who hadn't caught on yet, and several more manifested wands from whatever questionable place they were carrying them. The first few piping calls of "Accio Fish!" from the Shoggies didn't manifest anything, but, after a minute, Shoggy 3 had a success, and a fish came flying out of the lake. The inevitable chorus of "Sooo cool!" sounded from the other Shoggies, who increased their efforts. Several minutes later, there was a near-constant stream of fish flying out of the lake towards the Shoggies, usually intercepted by one's mouth. Toki looked on with distinct paternal pride, telling Skwisgaar, "We got smart childrens. They's getting pretty good at that." A few of the fish went wildly off target, and Toki had to dodge a couple to keep from getting smacked like Ofdensen, but all in all, they were doing quite well for idiot amorphous horrors. "I don't know wheres Murderface is. He'd be so prouds of his nephews."
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2010-04-11 10:12 am (UTC)While Toki busied himself with drinking a beer and thoughts of what he could do to Skwisgaar's theoretical pair of cocks, the Shoggies were swarming around the campfire. Everything about the spontaneous cookout was of course "sooo cool!", and Pickles became an object of awe as he went about constructing the junk food kebabs. Toki was grateful when Nathan took his fish away to be cooked- its empty eye-sockets kept making him feel rather guilty about yanking them out before he was absolutely certain it was dead, and, cooking it was sure to solve that little issue. And what he could smell as it started to cook actually smelled pretty damn good- Nathan apparently knew what he was doing.
Toki was a bit annoyed that everyone else had to start clamoring for Skwisgaar to bring them fish, which meant that Skwisgaar was bound to go for another dive- he'd been enjoying what relatively innocent explorations of Skwisgaar's altered form he could manage given the company. He was fascinated with Skwisgaar's back fin, and its responses to his touch, and had fully confirmed that the sandpapery feel of his skin was only in one direction. As long as Toki stroked down his back, he was smooth, although it wasn't the smoothness of human skin. "I don't knows, and aquarium's harder thans a ball pit, I bets. Maybe a couple days? We can try and finds out if there's a nice pool somewhere ins the castle you cans use, while they works on it?" Toki didn't want Skwisgaar sleeping alone in the lake either- he wanted him as near as possible, and if that meant sleeping next to him in an aquarium, so be it. "I just don't wants you to stay in the lake alls the time, and then I'd haves to sleep out here ins the mud." He squeezed Skwisgaar's shoulder as he announced his intent to go fishing for Nathan and Skwisgaar, and was then choked by a laughing fit as Ofdensen got himself smacked with a fish.
Toki resumed petting Skwisgaar when he returned, and then noticed what the 'eyesball throw-up children' were doing. Although a few Shoggies were still out in the lake, scouring it for every last bit of merperson while a couple stared in awe at Nidhögg, most were now back on shore. A few were still hypnotized by the junk food kebabs, but, the others had crowded around Shoggies 3, 4.6, 10, and 18, who were at the side of the lake, and holding their wands in their pseudopods. "Master Uncle Charles-Butler gots the fish with his wand, we cans get them too! Just say likes he did!" Shoggy 18 announced to the Shoggies who hadn't caught on yet, and several more manifested wands from whatever questionable place they were carrying them. The first few piping calls of "Accio Fish!" from the Shoggies didn't manifest anything, but, after a minute, Shoggy 3 had a success, and a fish came flying out of the lake. The inevitable chorus of "Sooo cool!" sounded from the other Shoggies, who increased their efforts. Several minutes later, there was a near-constant stream of fish flying out of the lake towards the Shoggies, usually intercepted by one's mouth. Toki looked on with distinct paternal pride, telling Skwisgaar, "We got smart childrens. They's getting pretty good at that." A few of the fish went wildly off target, and Toki had to dodge a couple to keep from getting smacked like Ofdensen, but all in all, they were doing quite well for idiot amorphous horrors. "I don't know wheres Murderface is. He'd be so prouds of his nephews."