Delilah and Arthur stared down at you.. Arthur wore a look of pity, and Delilah, one of annoyance.

“ My formula was perfect! It’s their fault!! “

Delilah sneered at you, crossing her arms and stomping off— Arthur looked at you and frowned, gently bouncing you.

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“ Finn? Can we talk for a moment?? “

Arthur asked of the Fishbowl, and Finn smiled, giving a splashy nod.

In Arthur’s office, he walked over to the Fishbowl— You in his arm.

“ Finn. . . This was supposed to be a surprise but— Something- Went wrong. “

Finn looked up at you in Arthur’s arms, gasping softly.

“ Your krilling me. “

Finn whispered, taking you into his arms— It was a bit of an awkward hold… but Finn tried his best.

“ …Delilah isn’t very happy- But— I’m sure you’ll take good care of them. . . I’ll- I’ll leave the door open okay? Take your time. “

Arthur left you in Finn’s arms— Finn was over the moon.. his own little buddy! He hoped Barnaby wouldn’t get jealous—

“ Poor little buddy… you aren’t what was wanted— But you mean a whole lot to me. . . We’re gonna have a reel good time together! “

He hugged you close, smiling happily.