King find himself excited to a ridiculous degree as he sat by the riverside. He had successfully saved up enough BYTES to get a Fishing Rod, and now here he was. Attempting his first catch. It was a bit silly, he knew.

Sobek watched the line with hungry intent. Honestly, it was a little concerning, actually. ”You can’t eat the Magikarp,” King bluntly informed the Totodile who turned sad eyes with crocodile tears at the edges at him.

He was torn between laughing and sighing, and so King’s lips just twitched with morbid amusement. “You may bite,” He allowed. ”But no eating.”

It seemed the Magikarp’s struggles weren’t entirely useless. It did manage to hit Sobek twice as hard as the teeth that of the Totodile nicking it had done.

Though the fish had done barely any damage, it clearly had a fighting spirit. It was rather charming, to be quite honest.

An idea occurred to him, an amusing one. He could catch some Magikarp and equip them with moves of all different types and make very effective fighters without evolving them at all. It was silly, for sure, but oddly charming.

Maybe not this specific Magikarp, if it turned out to be common as he suspected. But some more powerful Magikarp, yes. That would be kind of lovely.

This time, Sobek was the one to deal slightly more damage. But the Magikarp was certainly giving its all. It would’ve been sad if it wasn’t so funny.

He laughed again, and Sobek continued to look increasingly offended. If King wasn’t careful with his humor, he might lose the Magikarp to being a meal of the Totodile, after all.

So King tried to restrain his amusement. It would be a shame to get a spirited Magikarp like this eaten.

“You can do it, Sobek.”