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[baited]

WHO: Shark & Yuma.
WHERE: (on the way to & at) The pet store.
WHEN: The 28th, Friday.
WARNINGS: Fish
WHAT: Shark & Yuma talk. Shark tests his powers on unsuspecting goldfish.
FORMAT: whatev



(from here)

Okay, so this wasn't how he'd planned the afternoon, but it sure was better than the original plan of "sit at home and contemplate how much everything sucks", so the impromptu trip to the pet store was sort of a welcome distraction. Sure, it felt ridiculous, but it might actually prove useful.

The whole powers thing was new territory but probably the kind of new territory that was important to know, considering that was meant to be their purpose or whatever. If there was any chance the fish deal was related to his powers, then it wasn't something he was going to put off.

Shark locked the door behind them, making his way to the stairwell without waiting up.

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[baited]

Shark baulked at the title, barely stopping himself from tripping. He pressed a hand to his forehead and shut his eyes, refusing to turn around and reveal to Yuma how embarrassed he looked.

"No! None of that. "Shark" is enough of a nickname, I don't need anything built off it."

[soulbondee]

It earned a laugh from Yuma regardless, bright and only a little bit teasing. "Alright, alright. Hehe, I'll leave the nicknames to the fishes."

The streets passed by slowly as they walked, Yuma entertained enough by making the orca swim through the air. It moved more like an airplane than a mammal.

"You better not let Astral know you can do that," he added suddenly, arms extended to the sides like a trapeze artist on a high wire as he walked along the low curb.

[baited]

The quiet was appreciated, the ambient street noise enough to distract Shark from his thoughts. The MAC wasn't far now, and with the sun starting to lower in the sky, it seemed like the entire trip had good timing.

It took Shark a few seconds to register the request, snapped out of the quiet daze he'd somehow sunk into.

"Why shouldn't I?"

[soulbondee]

"He'll start begging you to take him to the aquarium every week. He's obsessed!" For the almost disparaging words, the tone was fond.

He spoke like it was a guarantee that Astral would be back. "And if you go, the whole trip'll be 'Shark. Shark. Make them come over here. Shark. Look at them. Aren't they fantastic? Shark. Shark.' "

[baited]

As Yuma spoke, Shark listened, hands in his pockets and watching the other boy carefully. It seemed like Yuma had calmed down a lot since their first conversation a few weeks ago, and actually listened to what Shark had told him. That was good, he reasoned, that the last few weeks hadn't made him lose hope.

"Fine, I won't tell him. But if you can't keep your mouth shut, he'll find out anyway, won't he?"

[soulbondee]

Yuma shook his head, pointing at Shark with the toy. "I won't say a word about it if you don't!"