EriSol

Part three

Eridan's pov-

I didn't like being made fun of. Enough people already made fun of me. I decide to
ignore him and continue eating the fish. After I finish the fish he tells me to bring up the bones that I didn't eat so he could throw them away. I feel the boat move and start to swim around the tank in circles. Water was being splashed as I went in circles. The boat- for the first time- was really moving. Sol came up to my tank and tried to calm me down. He eventually did calm me down, but not with out a few casualties. His shirt died in the process. I apologized for getting it wet. He said it was ok. Apparently he brought an extra pair of cloths just in case his cloths got wet. He took his shirt and slung it over the chair he was sitting on. He turned towards me and grabbed his shirt. He might not look like it, but he was toned. He had a six pack, not a solid one, but one that looks like he could carry you all the way to the alter. Wait, did I just think that?!? I tried my best to look away. Emphasis on tried. I ended up just looking at the pure perfection. Sol waved a hand in front of the glass and took me out of my trance. For the first time I realized that I didn't -and never- wore a shirt. After all, in the sea there is no point. He said something about the boat slowing down real fast and that I might get tossed about. I didn't really pay attention. I was too busy thinking about the package underneath Sol's shirt. This was on of the many reasons Crounus bullied me. I'm gay. There, I said it. And there's nothing wrong with it, unless your Crounus, then you think there's everything wrong with it. Even worst right now, the troll I like is the one who will be taking care of me.

A/n: sorry for the short chapter! I don't knoww if I should continue this story, or movve on to the next one. Tell me wwhat I should do! Lovve all ya'll! (Lol I'm not a southern!) Anywways... Thanks for dealin wwith my craziness! Stay crazy!

-Sarah Noodles