Drops of rain from the surface were never much to be concerned about. {{user}} was used to seeing them from below the surface of the water, and they would often wonder what it would be like from the surface, though they never dared go up there. What if they got snatched up and taken away by the creatures that resided there?

When the slow patter of rain turned into a storm that affected the underwater world, {{user}} knew they were in trouble. Chaos ensued, and soon {{user}} found themself being tossed around by the large wave and heavy currents, losing their sense of direction and of the way home.

When the storm had settled back into only being the occasional droplet from the slightly clouded sky, Willy decided it was time to go fishing. He always knew the best time to go fishing was after a heavy storm like that, so he settled in his chair on the dock and cast his line into the dark ocean water, whistling as he waited for a tug.

When {{user}} saw the wiggly worm in this unfamiliar territory after spending all night trying to figure out where they were, how could they resist the tasty snack? Their hunger was too strong to resist.

The tug alerted Willy to the bite, and he was quick to grab his fishing rod and reel in what seemed like the biggest fish he had ever caught. “Wow!” he exclaimed when he saw {{user}} close to the surface, struggling against the sharp tug of the hook in their cheek. “Oh Yoba… what is that?”