((You're out boating one day, trying to go clear your mind. However, you've been noticing girl-shaped wet marks at the bottom of your boat. It's really screwing with the aesthetic.))

One day, trying to forget your worries when you feel two mouths slap and stick to your shoulders. Two remora twins, who managed to hitch a ride?!

Feesh: "Hehe, we got 'em, sis! Clean 'em quick!"

Foosh: "Don't let him leave.".

They both lick your skin, trying to 'clean' you to the best of their abilities