Damn Raios can be scary when he wants to. Airy grimaces, taking a step back as Raios grabs hold of Tamera’s wrist, pulling her back from the weaponry. Airy pouts, but resists the urge to stick out her tongue. If they’re in trouble with Raios, then Airy’s probably in trouble with Loki.

“…Um, ya mean Kale?” she inquires, head tilting sightly. “He’s pretty serious when it comes to handling weapons. He won’t let me even hold his bow, let alone mess with it.” She rocks on the balls of her heels. “But it’s not like I don’t know how to–”

Wait, what?

Was it one of those damned poachers that shot Tamera? She follows after Tamera, eyes narrowed. “Do you need Kale to snipe a bast–some poachers? ‘Cause I think he totally would.”

Let. It. Go. Airy

“We’ll be lucky if we catch him!” Airy chirps. “Maybe if we make puppy dog eyes, he’ll let us!”

…………..

“But that’s what makes life fun, Raios-sama~” And when the hell did you get here, Kale?

Tamera grumbled under her breath in thick Kalosian. She'd been hoping Airy wouldn't bring that up.

"I can deal wis poachers just fine, Airy, 'ow about we go back to trying to fishy Loki," Tamera offered a bit too desperately. Because if the topic got brought up, and she had to explain that she had jumped in front of a Ranger's gun of her own volition, things were sure to get messy. For her.

Raios visibly shivered in both shock and disgust as Kale approached. When had he-? How had he missed that?

"How much do I have to pay you to never call me that again?" Raios growled. Even when everyone thought he'd be the next Chieftan of the island, he hadn't been referred to with such disgustingly high honorifics.

Tamera grumbled under her breath in thick Kalosian. She'd been hoping Airy wouldn't bring that up.

"I can deal wis poachers just fine, Airy, 'ow about we go back to trying to fishy Loki," Tamera offered a bit too desperately. Because if the topic got brought up, and she had to explain that she had jumped in front of a Ranger's gun of her own volition, things were sure to get messy. For her.

Raios visibly shivered in both shock and disgust as Kale approached. When had he-? How had he missed that?

"How much do I have to pay you to never call me that again?" Raios growled. Even when everyone thought he'd be the next Chieftan of the island, he hadn't been referred to with such disgustingly high honorifics.

It’s like hearing the wailing of the damned. Loki’s ears flatten completely against his head as Kale and Piro gear up for the second verse of this 'song.’ And, as humorous as it was watching Raios losing his temper, the espeon felt it was best to end this before things escalated further.

A soft red glow emanated from the stone on Loki’s forehead, and before Kale could react, paper fishes were shoved against his mouth. Piro growled, followed by Kale’s muffle protests.

'Enough of that fae, or into the pokeball you go!’ Piro hissed, but laid down. Loki turned to Kale, 'I think you’re little prank’s gone on long enough, don’t you think, son?’

Kale huffed, pulling the fishies away from his mouth as he plopped down on his rear, legs crossed underneath him. “Party pooper,” he grumbled, crossing his arms. “I’ll stop singin’, if only so the ol’ geezer doesn’t pop a blood vessel.” He gave Raios a pointed look. “Good luck stoppin’ Sis and Tamera from covering yer shit with paper fishies.”

'Get up! You’re helping, too.’

As soon as he got Kale to shut up, he stormed after Tamera and Airy. He saw Tamera eagerly getting out her fishies as she picked up the wooden sticks, but Raios snatched them out of her hands.

"It is not-"

"You do not touch these, do you understand?" Raios growled. "These are weapons. They can be used to kill. It is not what I use them for, but that is their original intended purpose." He glared at Airy too. "I don't know what that troll-for-brains teaches you, but you do not. Under any circumstances. Mess. Around. With weapons. Is that understood? Both of you. And you," he focused his attention on Tamera. "You of all people should know better, having been fucking shot in the stomach before." Granted that had been a bullet, not an arrow, but same principle.

Tamera put her fishies down and pouted but didn't argue. He did have a point. She hadn't thought about the fact that his yumi and ya were weapons. "Now, I do not like that you do this to the apartment every year, but you help pay for it, and, so long as you help take it alllll down tomorrow and keep it out of my fucking private space, I will not be unreasonable. Now back in the living room. Both of you." Despite the scolding Tamera quickly picked herself back up and tried to lead Airy back outside the room.

"Want to see if we can put some on Loki?" Tamera asked, forcing out a giggle.

"These kids keep pushing their luck, I swear..."

As soon as he got Kale to shut up, he stormed after Tamera and Airy. He saw Tamera eagerly getting out her fishies as she picked up the wooden sticks, but Raios snatched them out of her hands.

"It is not-"

"You do not touch these, do you understand?" Raios growled. "These are weapons. They can be used to kill. It is not what I use them for, but that is their original intended purpose." He glared at Airy too. "I don't know what that troll-for-brains teaches you, but you do not. Under any circumstances. Mess. Around. With weapons. Is that understood? Both of you. And you," he focused his attention on Tamera. "You of all people should know better, having been fucking shot in the stomach before." Granted that had been a bullet, not an arrow, but same principle.

Tamera put her fishies down and pouted but didn't argue. He did have a point. She hadn't thought about the fact that his yumi and ya were weapons. "Now, I do not like that you do this to the apartment every year, but you help pay for it, and, so long as you help take it alllll down tomorrow and keep it out of my fucking private space, I will not be unreasonable. Now back in the living room. Both of you." Despite the scolding Tamera quickly picked herself back up and tried to lead Airy back outside the room.

"Want to see if we can put some on Loki?" Tamera asked, forcing out a giggle.

"These kids keep pushing their luck, I swear..."

“What?! No, Tamera! We can’t forget about the arrows! That’s like the most important part!” Forget filming, Airy’s put her phone away and already taken hold of Tamera’s hand, gently tugging it. “There’s no time to waste!”

“…”

Sweet Arceus, no.

But an opportunity has presented itself, and Kale pouncing on it like a skitty to a ratatta.

“FIGHTIN’ EVIL BY MOONLIGHT!

WINNIN’ LOVE BY DAYLIGHT!

NEVER RUNNIN’ FROM A REAL FIGHT!

HE IS THE ONE NAMED POISSON MASK!”

Kale’s singing is very off key, like nails on a chalkboard.

Piro’s singing along! Isn’t he a great singer?

Raios can almost feel his brain short-circuit from the rage. He doesn't even know what to address first, the bad singing or the fact that his idiot roommate is about to deface his carefully crafted ya. 'Kyuujutsu is not for murder,' he reapeats over and over again in his head. 'Your yumi is for mediation, your ya for fighting your inner-demons. You cannot shoot idiots and children with them.' But all attempts at inner-peace are denied by the genuinely awful grating of Kale's singing voice.

"Can you not shut up for even one Arceus-damned second?!" Raios snapped. Tamera was already in another room now, no doubt putting his poor ya through unspeakable torment, and lost was the opportunity to stop her, so he turned to address the most immediately obnoxious thing in his presence: Kale. The Yamper that seemed to be singing along also found himself saddled with a harsh glare. "The both of you have got 'til the count of three."

Raios can almost feel his brain short-circuit from the rage. He doesn't even know what to address first, the bad singing or the fact that his idiot roommate is about to deface his carefully crafted ya. 'Kyuujutsu is not for murder,' he reapeats over and over again in his head. 'Your yumi is for mediation, your ya for fighting your inner-demons. You cannot shoot idiots and children with them.' But all attempts at inner-peace are denied by the genuinely awful grating of Kale's singing voice.

"Can you not shut up for even one Arceus-damned second?!" Raios snapped. Tamera was already in another room now, no doubt putting his poor ya through unspeakable torment, and lost was the opportunity to stop her, so he turned to address the most immediately obnoxious thing in his presence: Kale. The Yamper that seemed to be singing along also found himself saddled with a harsh glare. "The both of you have got 'til the count of three."

“There’s steam coming outta your ears and nose, Mr. Raios,” Airy giggles, making sure to zoom in on his face. “I think the community brain cell took a holiday! We’re all crazy here!~”

“Yer Poisson Mask! Of course yer yumi’s gotta match yer look! It’s calls accessorizing, Raios-sama!~” Kale is rather curious where all those fishies came from (are they being pulled from hammer space?), but who is he to ask such things? “Agreed! Sis should come up with the theme song. I can like play accompaniment, but I can’t sing with a shit.”

’…I’m too damn sober for this…’

"Oh! I forgot his arrows!"

"Don't you fucking touch my ya, brat! I already gotta de-fish the whole damn apartment and Ranger Station! And you're gonna help with that second one! And don't any of you dare start singing!"

Same, Loki, same...

Piro hops down! Now a superhero in his own right! This pleases Piro and he will protecc! He will attacc! But most importantly, he will SNACC! ON BREAD HE SHALL SHARE WITH TAMERA!

“Heh. I’ve heard far worse~” she chirps, aiming her phone at Raios. “C'mon! You’re like the dark, brooding type, yeah? You’re not helping your image by whining.”

Super Fishie Heroes? I like the sound of that! Me and Poisson Mask’ll be The Superhero Fishie Squad! We need to come up with a theme song!“

"Who the fu-... hell is whining you damn brat? Hmm?? Am I the only person with even an ounce of common sense here?" Where's his yumi? He stopped using it as a blunt weapon a long time ago, but this calls for a re-instatement. "FUCKING HELL, MY YUMI TOO?!?! HOW MANY FUCKING FISH DID YOU PUT IN THIS APARTMENT?!?!" So much for not swearing at kids.

"Airy should come up wis our seme song!" Tamera exclaimed. She had no musical talent at all, so it definitely wasn't going to come from her. Piro will be the bestest mascot!

“Mmm… Nah!” she chirps, phone in hand, still recording. “Well, maybe I’ll stop ya gimme a good reason~”

“Ho! I forgot yer a great shot! We can pin poachers from afar and then beat the shit outta them with our fists! It’s totally a foolproof plan!”

Gale the Noivern seems to love this idea! It’s super effective!

As does Piro! Please do not ask how Piro is now on Tamera’s shoulder, licking her face for such a brilliant idea!

"What other reason do you need other than that this is stupid as fu-..." Raios paused, twisting his face visibly as he held the cuss word in. "Don't swear at kids... Don't swear at kids..." he muttered repeatedly under his breath.

"Yes! No poachers can escape the Super Fishie Heroes!" Tamera eagerly accepts the face-lickings and gives chin and ear scratchies in return, not so subtly tacking on a few more fish.

"Zis is ze best idea! You can use your yumi and pin bad guys to walls wis your arrows!"

"You better put that phone down before I make you, kid. And you," he turned to Tamera. "Stop encouraging this! You go way too overboard for this holiday!"

"Mais aujourd'hui c'est la meilliuere fête!"

((From here))

"Zis is ze best idea! You can use your yumi and pin bad guys to walls wis your arrows!"

"You better put that phone down before I make you, kid. And you," he turned to Tamera. "Stop encouraging this! You go way too overboard for this holiday!"

"Mais aujourd'hui c'est la meilliuere fête!"

((From here))

Kale tries (and fails) to yank off the fishie cape. Another long-suffering sigh is uttered before Kale gives up, shoulders slumping in defeat. Well, might as well make the best of a fishie situation!

"Hey best buddy!" he chirps, slinging his arm around Raios' shoulder. "Let's say we don on domino masks and be superheroes! Ya know, like that Blaziken Mask guy from Kalos!"

Oh. Oh, no.

"I dunno even where to start with that," Airey blurts out. "Welp! Not my circus, not my mankeys."

"Think about how awesome we'd be Poisson Mask 1 and 2!!!!"

The bread child gasps in awe.

"You really should! It would be amazing!"

"I think the fuck not!"

POISSON D'AVRIL

ALRIGHT YOU NERDS, IT’S MARCH AGAIN, WHICH MEANS IT’S ALSO TIME FOR ME TO RECRUIT FOR MY YEARLY FISHIE EVENT!!

My attempts to start new threads have not been successful thus far, but fishies are always a great way to get people talking! Still a bit stressed, but at least I'll have time to actually be here this year to spread the joy! I'm also hoping this will kick me back into a writing mood!

So, what is this (for the uninitiated)? It’s just pure dumb fun. Like or reblog this post before April 1st, and, come April Fool’s Day, your muse will be met with an anonymous fishie fun surprise in their inbox. I used to be a serial fishie-er, but I’ve served my time and now only fishie for good, so only blogs who interact with this post will receive the glory that is the feesh. All you need do is like or reblog this post by the evening of March 31st. (Please feel free to reblog to spread the word, one need not be a friend of Tam to receive the feesh.)

And explanation of the holiday under the cut:

10 more days to sign up for the fishie fun!

ONE MORE DAY!! THE FISHIES GO OUT TOMORROW NIGHT!!! GET YOUR FISHIES WHILE YOU CAN!!!

LAST CALL FOR FISHIES! THEY GET RELEASED WHEN I GO TO BED!!

Fishies are going out a bit early! Last chance! And let us know if you don't receive your fishies in the next few hours.

POISSON D'AVRIL

ALRIGHT YOU NERDS, IT’S MARCH AGAIN, WHICH MEANS IT’S ALSO TIME FOR ME TO RECRUIT FOR MY YEARLY FISHIE EVENT!!

My attempts to start new threads have not been successful thus far, but fishies are always a great way to get people talking! Still a bit stressed, but at least I'll have time to actually be here this year to spread the joy! I'm also hoping this will kick me back into a writing mood!

So, what is this (for the uninitiated)? It’s just pure dumb fun. Like or reblog this post before April 1st, and, come April Fool’s Day, your muse will be met with an anonymous fishie fun surprise in their inbox. I used to be a serial fishie-er, but I’ve served my time and now only fishie for good, so only blogs who interact with this post will receive the glory that is the feesh. All you need do is like or reblog this post by the evening of March 31st. (Please feel free to reblog to spread the word, one need not be a friend of Tam to receive the feesh.)

And explanation of the holiday under the cut:

10 more days to sign up for the fishie fun!

ONE MORE DAY!! THE FISHIES GO OUT TOMORROW NIGHT!!! GET YOUR FISHIES WHILE YOU CAN!!!

LAST CALL FOR FISHIES! THEY GET RELEASED WHEN I GO TO BED!!

POISSON D'AVRIL

ALRIGHT YOU NERDS, IT’S MARCH AGAIN, WHICH MEANS IT’S ALSO TIME FOR ME TO RECRUIT FOR MY YEARLY FISHIE EVENT!!

My attempts to start new threads have not been successful thus far, but fishies are always a great way to get people talking! Still a bit stressed, but at least I'll have time to actually be here this year to spread the joy! I'm also hoping this will kick me back into a writing mood!

So, what is this (for the uninitiated)? It’s just pure dumb fun. Like or reblog this post before April 1st, and, come April Fool’s Day, your muse will be met with an anonymous fishie fun surprise in their inbox. I used to be a serial fishie-er, but I’ve served my time and now only fishie for good, so only blogs who interact with this post will receive the glory that is the feesh. All you need do is like or reblog this post by the evening of March 31st. (Please feel free to reblog to spread the word, one need not be a friend of Tam to receive the feesh.)

And explanation of the holiday under the cut:

10 more days to sign up for the fishie fun!

ONE MORE DAY!! THE FISHIES GO OUT TOMORROW NIGHT!!! GET YOUR FISHIES WHILE YOU CAN!!!

POISSON D'AVRIL

ALRIGHT YOU NERDS, IT’S MARCH AGAIN, WHICH MEANS IT’S ALSO TIME FOR ME TO RECRUIT FOR MY YEARLY FISHIE EVENT!!

My attempts to start new threads have not been successful thus far, but fishies are always a great way to get people talking! Still a bit stressed, but at least I'll have time to actually be here this year to spread the joy! I'm also hoping this will kick me back into a writing mood!

So, what is this (for the uninitiated)? It’s just pure dumb fun. Like or reblog this post before April 1st, and, come April Fool’s Day, your muse will be met with an anonymous fishie fun surprise in their inbox. I used to be a serial fishie-er, but I’ve served my time and now only fishie for good, so only blogs who interact with this post will receive the glory that is the feesh. All you need do is like or reblog this post by the evening of March 31st. (Please feel free to reblog to spread the word, one need not be a friend of Tam to receive the feesh.)

And explanation of the holiday under the cut:

10 more days to sign up for the fishie fun!