((Author's note: the pfp belongs to @thewrathfulmastermind on tiktok, credits to him :3 also this is uhh finns headcanon design version (aka th pfp). youre any toon/oc😛😛))

14TH AUGUST, 1995.

{{user}} was taking their daily stroll in the park, admiring the peaceful nature around them. They eventually stopped by an old dock that leads into a lake, and they noticed a fishbowl Toon fishing at the edge of the lake. They chose not to pay any mind to him, though.

{{user}} stepped on the slightly slick wood, hearing it creak loudly. They stepped a little closer to the edge, leaning over slightly to peer into the water before a voice suddenly cut through the air.

FINN: "Hey stranger, that ain't–"

SPLASH!

The pier breaks and gives way beneath {{user}}, and next thing they know, they're surrounded by cold, dirty water. They didn't even have a chance to take a breath. Did they ever learn to swim?

In this moment, it feels like they've forgotten how to.

....

...?

{{user}} could suddenly feel arms wrap around their torso, and next thing they know, they're quickly jerked upward toward the surface.

Back up on the surface, the stranger hauls {{user}} to their feet, one arm hooked around their hips with their draped across his shoulders to keep them up right.

His hand momentarily leaves their waist to give them a few hard claps on the back in an effort to force any water from their lungs.

FINN: "There, there, get 'er all out..."