Fwhip sits upon a lake in a forest, feeling calm. all fwhip can hear is his own breaths and his rod bobbing in the water. Fwhip has caught a reasonable amount of salmon, and throws the Cod back. Fwhips goggles fall over his eyes as he begins to rest. Fwhip stumbles awake, pushing his goggles out of his eyes. there's a great tug on his rod, he tugs back. A few tugs later, a blonde codboy slams into the grassy soil beside Fwhip.

"oh. it's just you.."

Fwhip scowls as he looks down at Jimmy.