Several complaints ranging from “Stop poking me!” to “I’m rowing as fast as I can, Martini” were uttered during the span of time it took for the little whaleboat to sway from side to side, and Songbird accidentally let go of the oars to peer over the side of the rowboat. For all he knew he could’ve ran them over a patch of algae or kelp, and what with this thick fog blanketing the area, that wasn’t entirely impossible for him to achieve. However, it seemed that the source of the movement was a human- he hadn’t bumped the boat against seaweed or cattails, but it seemed as if a certain human was going to resurface with a swelling mass on his head later on. The item hunter shrugged then grabbed the oars again. Oh well, Haku would have to deal.

Songbird turned to the side when he heard something fall into the water, only to notice that the mermaid was nowhere behind him now. He swiveled back to his original position just in time to see Harp… Herp… the harp boy floating upwards, stifling a giggle when he saw mossy green clumps stuck to the human’s body. The mirth faded away when he realized that Martini meant for him to rescue this certain person, and with a scowl on his face Songbird pulled down one of his scarves (the ugliest, most threadbare one, of course) then whistling. At once Fluffy and Stuffy popped out from underneath his seat in the boat, their energy in sharp contrast to the gloomy surroundings. “Calm down. I doubt the two of you will like what I’m going to make you do, anyway,” The nobody muttered under his breath as he firmly attached the scarf to his pets, then, ignoring their squeaks of curiosity, threw them overboard.

“It’s gonna get colder the longer you dilly-dally there,” He called out to the two fluff balls, now joined by his accessory, who were furiously lapping at the side of the rowboat in an attempt to escape from the icy water. After a few more minutes of squealing, the two finally turned tail and headed for Harper. At first they both tried to catch him by the torso, but that was deemed impossible after a few attempts, so Fluffy and Stuffy just circled the boy, hooked him by the foot, then paddled back to the boat, where Songbird (hesitantly) pulled the wet human back on board.

After getting the scarf untied from their bodies, Fluffy and Stuffy fulfilled their vengeance by drying themselves right beside the item hunter, who, despite his tactics to avoid getting wet and slimy, now looked potentially worse than Harper did. Songbird scowled again- although he knew he deserved it- then began the journey back to shore.
“Get out of my sight, you two. D’ya think it’s easy to row while looking over your shoulder?” He chastised the fluffs time after time but they didn’t budge from their position, which led to quite a rough bumping as soon as they got to the shallow waters. “We’re back on land now,” Songbird yelled, then let go of the oars and jumped off the rowboat to pat himself dry onshore.