"Stay. What the hell else am I going to do?" He grumbled, after the fish man had splashed him and swam away.
He was starting to get tired. Sherlock was thinking about swimming towards the island, maybe there would be somewhere he could rest before he drowned- again.
Sherlock had just started to swim towards the island, his muscles were aching and he wasn't even sure he could make it now. When all of a sudden there was a gigantic whale surfacing next to him with a puff of water and air from its blowhole.
And beside it was the fishman.
For a moment, Sherlock just stared at them both. How was he supposed to get on a whale and hold on? It didn't have a saddle.
"Umm..." he said, looking from the whale and back to the fishman. "I don't know which way my home is. And I don't think you know which island I am from. I'm sure you have different names for them than we do."
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Date: 2019-08-15 11:22 pm (UTC)He was starting to get tired. Sherlock was thinking about swimming towards the island, maybe there would be somewhere he could rest before he drowned- again.
Sherlock had just started to swim towards the island, his muscles were aching and he wasn't even sure he could make it now. When all of a sudden there was a gigantic whale surfacing next to him with a puff of water and air from its blowhole.
And beside it was the fishman.
For a moment, Sherlock just stared at them both. How was he supposed to get on a whale and hold on? It didn't have a saddle.
"Umm..." he said, looking from the whale and back to the fishman. "I don't know which way my home is. And I don't think you know which island I am from. I'm sure you have different names for them than we do."