Perched on a moss-covered rock in the middle of a vast moana, laid an Electric Eel -- Error.

Currently, he was dozed off without a care in the world for any other Leviathan's, let alone any other marine being. To his left laid some wet yarn and a sewing kit, alongside a worn picnic basket to his right with a few, soaked dolls peeping out. This was a rare day for him.. Where he could just relax and rest. That, and he and a pretty good day so far.

Nothing could ruin it. Right?