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Temporary Aquarist - Solo

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#1Bucket 

Temporary Aquarist - Solo Empty Sun Sep 18, 2022 6:26 pm

Bucket
Right right. No laughing this time, nor even any teasing of the like. This time, he took on another request from the young marine biologist miss that he had become familiar with for a while now, to the point where the request was surprisingly personal for her. Well, as personal as it can get for someone as obsessed with fish and oceans and all that stuff: she wanted him, the big, suspicious looking human with a cursed head to take care of her lab and her fish during the time she’d be out for an expedition. How long was the expedition? No idea. She didn’t tell him and honestly, he felt like she didn’t know either. Always the disorganized type that will just do things for as long as they take to do, time notwithstanding. At least he was promised a sweet little pile of money to make up for the time he’d stay here, as well as an already stocked fridge that he could eat from freely.

She won him over by the point she mentioned the free food. With a wave and a goodbye, she was off to the seas and he was in her lab, vomiting his guts out after looking on at her as she disappeared into the horizon, which obviously triggered some seriously bad memories of his. It happens though and, after an hour or two of shaking quietly in the corner of the bathroom, the man eventually recovered on his own, with a headache, some serious thirst and an empty stomach. 

And while he was raiding her fridge, might as well look at the fish she had, right? He was supposed to watch them, interfere as little as possible and feed them on the correct interval she had written down for him after telling him, just in case he forgot. Yeah, it was wonderful, he just picked up the paper, looked at it. Yes. Ah yes, of course. Mhm. Yep. 
“No idea what any of this shit means.”



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#2Bucket 

Temporary Aquarist - Solo Empty Sun Sep 18, 2022 6:27 pm

Bucket
So he'd say after a good deal of pondering and staring, his stupid ol’ self not remembering that he was completely and utterly illiterate until right now and that he had no way of reading any of her instructions or even WRITING DOWN what the fish did, which was HALF of his whole job here. 

Panic. He realized that he had no way of doing this other than finding someone to do it for him and split the profits in half. But then he’d have to split the profits in half, as well as pissing off the poor girl who put her faith in him. And somehow, the second consequence hurt a whole lot more, he just didn’t want to make someone so innocent and headstrong sad. 

The panic didn’t last that long, the ever crafty, bucket-headed Bucket had an idea. A right, proper fuckin’ idea that could fix it all. Illiterate that he may be, a man needs no education to draw properly and the only hobby he was ever allowed was art, seeing how he could draw up maps that were often better than the drivel the priest found for the less-documented regions.
So he drew. He drew and drew. The funny blue fish that liked to swim in circles, the big-toothed fish that gobbled up their chunky bits of food, the eel that seemed to detest him going by the look in its dead fish eyes, the fish that scared the fuck out of him as he thought it was dead but started moving rapidly when he tapped on the glass, only to figure out that it was asleep. He took note of its stupid sleeping position too. 

This actually went on for two days. Nothing out of the ordinary for an expedition. And proudly as ever, he presented the well done, simple and easy to understand drawings to the ever confused woman. After explaining that he simply didn’t know how to write but he remembered everything through drawing, they went through a short process of actually putting his observations into words. Once that was done, he still got his money, he still got his gratitude and he was off to keep living his life.

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