The Cobra King's Return

Fishing adventures #2

As the rescue mission raged on, Peti and Hokori charged in with chaotic energy, turning what should have been a tense situation into a spectacle.

Peti gripped the handles of a massive minigun, his face lit up with excitement. "Ratatatatatata!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, mimicking the gunfire as he unleashed a relentless stream of bullets. The minigun roared, cutting through enemy lines as if it were a toy in Peti's hands.

Hokori, right beside him, wielded his AK24, not missing a beat. "Retttetetetetetetetetete!" he shouted in sync with his shots, the bullets raining down as if they were playing a game.

Both of them were laughing, their absurd sound effects mixing with the roar of their guns. The battlefield was chaos, but to Peti and Hokori, it was a wild ride.

As enemies fell one after another, the pair didn't let up. Peti's minigun spun faster, kicking up dust and debris. "Ratatatatata! Look at them scatter!" he yelled, clearly enjoying himself more than he should in the middle of a fight.

Hokori, on the other hand, let out a gleeful laugh as he blasted through the last of the resistance. "Rettttettete! This is too easy, man! It's like a shooting gallery!"

Meanwhile, Yumine had her own plan. With a graceful yet powerful gesture, she summoned a small tsunami that surged forward, scooping up Poci and the supplies they needed. The wave carried them swiftly back to the ship, though the surge left a few inches of water sloshing around the deck.

Yumine landed lightly on the ship, Poci safely in tow, as Peti and Hokori continued their comedic rampage. They finally lowered their weapons, surveying the damage with satisfied grins.

Poci, catching her breath, looked up at them from the ship. "Thanks for saving me," she said with a small, exasperated smile. Even she couldn't help but find their antics amusing.

Peti winked, slinging the minigun over his shoulder like it was nothing. "No problem, Poci. You know I love a good entrance."

Hokori, pretending to blow the imaginary smoke from his AK24, added, "Yeah, we're all about style here. No boring rescues on our watch."

Yumine, wiping water off her face, shook her head. "I swear, you two are impossible. Who turns a rescue mission into a comedy show?"

Peti shrugged, glancing at the soaked deck of the ship. "Well, next time maybe we skip the flooding, huh?"

Yumine smiled despite herself. "Next time, just try not to blow everything up."

Peti laughed, giving her a playful salute. "No promises."

Peti grabbed a can of mango from the cooler, popping it open with a satisfying crack. He scooped out a chunk with his spoon and savored the sweet, juicy flavor, letting the refreshing taste wash over him as he leaned back in his chair. The sun hung high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the ocean, and the gentle waves danced rhythmically as a ship passed by, creating a trail of foamy water behind it.

As he watched the ship glide effortlessly across the horizon, a soft purring sound broke through his thoughts. He looked down to see Poci, his catgirl companion, nuzzling against him. "Thanks for saving me, Peti," she said, her voice sweet and sincere, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.

Peti smiled down at her, his heart warming at her words. "Anytime, Poci. You're my friend, and I'll always look out for you. Besides," he added with a playful smirk, "you are my adorable little sidekick, after all."

Poci's ears perked up, and she purred louder, clearly pleased with his response. "You're the best master," she said, her voice softening. "I don't know what I would do without you."