Big Bee had never considered himself a fisherman. But with a box rapidly filling with the moist, wide-eyed fish he was starting to reconsider that. I AM a Swimmer, after all, he thought, legs dangling over the side of the jetty. He'd been getting more brazen with his fishing, and was now sitting down while he angled. Was that the right word? Probably not, but his fishing based confidence was growing exponentially.

"The ocean is like a woman, isn't that right, uh, what's your name?" he finally asked the fisherman NPC, who hadn't left his spot in several hours.
"Young Blarney."
"That's hard to say. I'll just call you Lil' B."
"Yar, tis a fine nickname. A strong moniker."

"Morgana! Knock out that fish!" Big Bee shouted, but things weren't that easy. No sooner had the orange Magikarp reached the end of the line than it was slapped away from the fresh catch by the whoosh of a powerful tail. The hit sent her flying, and Big Bee heard a tiny, wet shout of indignation just before Morgana hit the water.

Morgana, stunned, swam in a tight circle a few times, before streaking back towards the line.
WHAP "Ugh!" SPLASH
Big Bee winced as the cycle repeated itself. Well, she's not too bright, but at least she's persistent.

"Try attacking from the front!" Big Bee called, and on the next cycle Morgana did. She changed tac, circling around to approach the catch from the front. Big Bee was expecting to see Morgana go flying, but this time there was a rough collision, and then a prolonged tussle.

Nobody went flying.

"He's a heavy one, that's for sure!"Big Bee said, heaving on the fishing rod. There were a series of muffled bonks as the two fish headbutted each other, drawing ever closer to the dock. "Yeah! Show 'em who's boss Morgana!"