#bortzphos

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phos chuckled as they stayed on the floor, gaining the raven’s gaze. “what?” they asked with a threatening tone that they laughed off. “your hugs are nice bortz-y!”

“i’m not hugging you, i’m pinning you to the floor with a vice grip.” they stated growling as phos chuckled more. “awwwww well i like your vice grip hugs!”

“it’s not-...whatever!” they exclaimed gripping them tighter as phos laughed. “well, why though?”

“cause your dumb.”

looking around they noticed a rock nearby. looking through the goggles they could see it...moving? on it they found a nearly pitch black figure on it, having scales? on itself and long hair? they couldn’t tell what it was, what they could tell was the pitch black of it’s eyes before seeing it dip into the ocean.

“...wha-”

immediately the boat shook leading them to hold onto the ledge tight before seeing the black webbed hand on the right side of the boat. shrieking phos moved to the left as the water spilled in, the creature emerging onto it as phos immediately dipped themself into the ocean.

holding their breath they tried to swim, only to feel something wrap around their leg. gasping into the ocean they held their mouth closed feeling the oxygen now having it’s own timeslot. as they were pulled closer they kicked whatever was holding them enough to wiggle out, swimming back onto the boat panting.

quickly they picked up the oar on the left side. waiting patiently as the water was silent...until the hand came back. as phos readied the oar to swing the boat jerked, leading their last vision to be the wooden oar’s end getting closer to their face and stars.

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slowly opening their eyes phos put a hand to them to shade from the sun glaring down on them, feeling cold and...slimy? looking down they found the scaly creature tracing it’s webbed fingers on their scarred chest, their open up white shirt open entirely to them.

blushing lightly they asked “so, your not going to eat me, are you?” almost feeling embarrassed by a question. those dark orbs looked up in confusion and shook their head. “bleck no. i just wanted you to come over here.” it stated as phos was taken aback.

“....you can talk?”

“duh?”

“...well why didn’t you just SAY something!?” phos snapped as they sat up more, fixing their shirt. “geez ya scared me back there!”

“my sibling said that humans like surprises.”

“your sib needs some help if they think that surprise is good.”

“truly. i thought they meant surprises like hunting.”

“...okay nevermind you also need help on what a good surprise is.” phos sighed as they looked over the creature, scaly and a dark black, fleshy-esque skin in the mold of hair was so long it reached to the waist, which was connected to a long tail with a webbed portion at the end of it.

“...so...wwhat do you want from me?” they asked, watching as this anomaly crawled closer to them. they screeched as it lunged-...opening their eyes phos found they had been silenced into a kiss. slowly it pulled away, leaving the bluenette more flustered and confused.

“i...shall make my life long goal to protect you.” they stated firmly. before phos could ask it jumped back into the ocean. they waited, only being met by the ocean waves gently moving.

“...wait, i only got one oar...HOW AM I GONNA GET BACK?!” they shrieked, only to yelp at the water exploding out an oar onto their boat’s floor.

“...oh...thank you cute siren mer-person thing!” they stated as they picked it up, looking to find a word written on it; ‘bort’.