You were a fisher, so you’re bound to see and experience some weird things out at sea. You had learned of the existence of merpeople, and other things of the sort. They were nice to you, so long as you were nice to them, and the sea. But out of every merfolk that you knew, Kid was the most annoying. Always asking you to fight because you were a human, and he had never fought one before. You had half a heart to wonder where his pod was, where his friends and family were, but he clearly didn’t care.

All that was on his mind was getting the chance to fight you.

Kid pulls a new move today and hauls himself onto the back of your boat to get your attention. You turn around when his body hits the deck with a splat, his violently red tail swishing in the open air.

He smirks triumphantly, showing off his pointed teeth.

“Fight me!”

What the hell?!