Merely Mayhem

A sea eagle had noticed them throwing fish back (undersized) and was diving in to get them while they were stunned, but in doing so was risking getting tangled in the other line that was out, so they managed to convince him to wait and they'd toss the undersized ones to him directly. So for weeks we went out in the morning and I sat up on the dunes next to a breeding pair of sea eagles while they waited for my dad and pop to catch undersized fish.

(They had to put a lock on the esky they kept the keepers in because when the female arrived she went, hey there's some more fish here, and horked them all.)

His response: "No, it's my name now."

I went to the pharmacist yesterday, his nametag is my deadname. He informed me he's immigrating and in the process he's changed his first name to my deadname to have an English sounding name. That's why he's now able to get a reprint of his nametag to be my deadname. And repeated, with the intense seriousness of someone who is going to die on this hill: "It's mine now. Not yours. I'm taking." His tone indicated that decision is final.

THERE IS EVEN CHIBI VERSIONS OF THEM