"Well, That's Good. I Feel Like I Hear Stories 'bout Them Fuckin' People Up All The Time."

"Ehh, not questioned tha' much."

He must admit that he'd expected way more questions about the fish part. But he'd only really had a handful of people ask about that-- or him in general. For some it was violence on sight instead.

"Thank ya f'r bein' kind." A nod as his Pokémon all start munching outside of the bathroom (way too cramped in here otherwise).

"As f'r questions... Shoot. I'll try t'answer what I can."

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Cataleya thinks for a moment before nodding. "Think I can manage that. Be back in a bit..."

The trek to and from the kitchen takes a little while, but she returns with food and some bowls for his Pokemon as promised. It's econo kibble in a big bag, so nothing fancy, but it'll ensure his team is fed.

"Now...I'm sure you've been questioned about all sorts of things by this point, but I have some of my own. Can't blame a girl for being curious when someone like you is being hidden away in her friend's bathroom, yeah?" she asks, mouth quirking in a mischievous grin.

"I'll even answer some questions, too, if I can."

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Archie tastes all of Ree's food creations, despite having a sensitive stomach. That's not to say Ree's creations aren't good or edible, but Archie just has a ton of intolerances (common among merfolk despite blending in with humans.) I feel like once they find out about that, they start making special batches for him to eat that lack the things he's intolerant to.

In turn, Archie teaches Ree some different cooking combo's from the merfolk world and regularly catches fresh fish and dives up sea berries/plants for Ree to experiment with.

He looks down at the ring. Huh. Neat.

When she returns with the sashimi he can't help bit smile a little.

"Ya rearranged them f'r lil' ol' me?"

Man, he wished his stomach wasn't so sensitive, though. Not that he dislikes the food he can eat, it's just... a little limiting sometimes compared to a human.

"Thank you. --Wait did ya jus' have the sashimi on hand somewhere?"

Bee looked down at the cupcake, well for one she took the plastic water stone ring off, washed it off, and put it on his hand. "Here you can have this! One moment!"

She hurried off for a moment. She came back with another little container. This container just had some Sashimi on it, not the most expensive fish possible, but she kind of moved them in the package so they are kind shaped like a cupcake.

"Hows that?"

He has no idea why he went for the neck honestly. Maybe it was a powermove? Either way, he easily breaks skin (have you seen his teeth???), before pulling back. He might have held back his full biting power for this cause like. Yeah that'd be too much.

"...There ya go."

He can feel the tight grip on that headboard, you know. It causes him to smirk as he leans back against it. "Well, what did ya think?"

Okay, here he goes! We'll see how hard mr.fish can truly bite, bet this little baby pussy won't do sh--

--WHY IS HE GOING FOR THE NECK.

He expected him to bite the arm-- it's THERE, it's RIGHT THERE! Guzma immediately tenses up, eyes widening, jaw clenching to keep in any noise other than-- fuck's sake was that a growl. No no no no fuck you Guzma shut up. Stay there, grab him-- you're holding too tight to that goddamn headboard.

besties what the fuck.

"Like a seashell..." He's imagining it now. That must be super awkward indeed. "So Jacks... Tha's the angry guy, ri'?"

"I....dont know. Never learned...Big bro Jacks has been trying to teach me though. But when I tried on my own i3 just kind of flopped and washed up on shore like a seashell

A very awkward seashell "

"An hour or two? Think ya can manage that?"

Man, this is the most fun he's had the past few days (being stuck in a room was so fucking boring).

"Reasonable, yeah? An' don't go runnin' from me. That's no' fair." He grins wide, razor sharp teeth clearly visible.

"How 'bout we get to know each other a li'l bit? I feel like chattin'. Maybe I'll answer yer questions if yer extra nice."

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"Double dog dare ya t'be nice t'me." He's smirking like a lil jerk right now. [ funny dares ; ACCEPTING ]

OH THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

"How long."

He's grumbling-- nah, that was straight up a growl.

"Give me a time limit. And if ya try to go for double digits hours I'm throwin' ya to the Muk pool."

hey, he didn't say he'd throw him out forever! that's being nice!

"..." So that's how this was gonna be, hmm? He's in the shittiest position right now too, 'cause if he retaliates he's giving him ammo to throw him out for real.

Cheekfins flared, he just retracts further into the bathtub, praying that at least the sparks don't hit him. This sucks.

"Sure, sure - get your beauty sleep." Jacks waved an hand in dismiss, pretending like he was going to just relax. But in truth he figured, if he was being the worst roommate ever, maybe the guy would just fuck off on his own.

So he released his Toxtricity. "Just ignore me and my buddy just jammin' out a bit." And as if on cue, Riff the Toxtricity began to play some loud music, causing sparks to jump into the air.

@gnzma vc yea of course the sharpedo would like to get bitten

"...That's no' how tha' works. I usually do the bitin'."

"...Ya really don't believe that?"

"uh huh, yeah, sure bud."

pondering...