Grumpy salted fish

“Focus on yer work then ye can do whatever yer doin’. How far are ye on yer current job? Are ye gettin’ it done?”

“Fishel what are ye doin’? Yer supposed to be workin’ kid.”

     The Fearow is relentless with the peck, threatening to break skin with its sharp beak. But once Fishel is back under water it returns to the rock. Hmm. This isn’t too fun. How to make it more fun…?

     “Dive in th’water an’ grab ‘im.”

     The giant bird obliges, diving somewhat into the water to try and grab the guy by the shoulders with its large, talon-tipped feet.

That was what Fishel was afraid of, for when he went to resurface again, he ended up getting grabbed by the bird. He growled and winced at the talon sinking into his shoulders” gah WHAT THE FUCK SHAY?!” 

“Thanks!” With that, Sawyer grabbed his chair and just…cracked Fishel upside the head with a chair shot.

So, Fishel’s likely gonna have a nasty concussion.

     The giant Fearow swoops and misses Fishel’s head by mere inches. It flies for a little distance before settling on a nearby rock, shoulders hunched, head forwards in a ready stance. The second he surfaces it will peck him half to death.

     “Moment ‘e’s up, peck his hair out.”

     “Fuck with a friend and yer fuck with me, jackass!” She yells, folding her arms. Hmm. What next? Shame Jax doesn’t have that Magnezone any more…

     Grabbing a Pokéball, she soon calls out her Fearow. The bird at least seven feet tall in height, it dwarves all others of its species.

     “Go fuck with that floppy fish.”

     The Fearow screeches and takes into the air, flying over towards Fishel.

     Then it begins divebombing the guy. PECKPECKPECK.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! COME ON SHES NOT EVEN MAD AT ME!” 

“Mhm…Fishel, can you stay still for a moment? I’m trying to decide the right angle to hit your head with.”

“So I’m bringing my chair, what’s everyone else bringing to the ‘Beat Up Fishel’ party?”

     She’s got bottle rockets. Oh no.

     “FIREEEEEE!”

     PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW—-

     All ten are unleashed towards the guy!

YEah hes panincing nad jumping right into the lake nearby to not get hit with a bottle rocket.

     “TIME TO DIE, FISH!”

     “In fact, I will let Shayan handle this one…”