As the screen before them played static, Penguin poked at the Cameko, muttering things two inches from itâs face. When he didnât get the reaction he wanted, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a leaf, waving it in front of the snail, trying to entice it to work. Or something. Shachi didnât know. Or care, really.
He sighed and sank deeper into his chair, leaving his partner to his own devices for now. Their herbalist wasnât going to like the fact that Penguin no doubt ripped that thing off of a plant without permission. Should he report that?
He should report that. Even if it was a simple leaf.
The snail made no effort to reach for the green. Which was odd, considering itâs large appetite. It seemed to droop, an action made more noticeable when itâs eye stalks lowered and averted Penguinâs eyes.
Shachi opened his mouth to defend the poor thing, but before he could speak, static filled the space between them.
âYooo,â even if it was just grumbled noise, Penguin seemed pleased with the response. âYooooooo!â He grabbed the transmitter and held it up to his mouth, but paused for a moment. He looked at Shachi. â...Whatâd it say?â
âI wasnât paying attention.â
âWhy werenât you paying attention? Youâre supposed to be paying attention!â
âThis was your idea, dude.â Shachi sank even deeper into his chair. âThe captain isnât going to be happy that youâre using the Den Den Mushi just because youâre bored. What if a Marine picks up?â
Inappropriate use of any and all Den Den Mushi aboard the ship had to be reported to the captain himself. The captainâs quarters was a long walk from the control room though. And he was probably busy.
And it was Shachiâs watch. He was guilty by association at this point, anyway.
âJust say something,â he said. âGo nuts.â
And with that, Penguin turned his attention back to the snail. It had began munching on the leaf, looking slightly better than it had been a moment ago. His partner cracked a smile Shachi was sure no one could see.
âSo,â he drawled. âHow you guys doing?â
It wasnât long before he got a response. Clearer this time.
âI donât think weâre lost! Shachiâs driving though, so I donât know. Hopefully we donât crash or anything.â When Shachi didnât respond to this, Penguin carried on, âI think the snail was feeling sick or something. Itâs working now though, I think, so itâs all good!â
â...Can you see me?â he asked. âIs thisâmaybe the eyes are broken. Or something. I donât know. Howâs it going? The inbox is open.â
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âHeyâwe have a connection! Shachi, dude, it says we made a connection! We made it through to some people. They hear us! Dude!!!
The connectionâs still kinda funky though, apparently. I donât know. Are the eyes? broken?? Whatâs wrong with it??? I broke it???? Butâthe audio still works, I guess. Thatâs what really matters, right?
...Right?
Anyways, uh. You guys can still hear me, right? Iâm not quite sure how much of this youâre getting...
The inbox is open, I guess? Some of you made it through but, like, it isnât very clear. You can still hear me, right? Does this work even underwater? Hello??â
â...Hey, uh. Isâis this thing on? Fuck. Shachi, IâI think I broke it. Dude. Dude, itâsâis this thing on? Hello?? Can anyone hear me???
Okay, well, listenâI donât know if you can hear me or not, or whatever. I donât even know if this is even on...but hey! Let me know if youâre getting this or not.
