feelingsinwinter replied to your post “Today I was reminded that otters keep kelp forests alive and healthy…”
Honey;… I need this XDDD. I totally pictured pissed off otters in the first place. Didn’t even thought of friendly ones xD. You’re a gift, bless you xD.
So technically, I’m on a writing break right now, but because I’m in a crack writing mood, I decided to write the drabble. Just for fun. XD
The drabble isn’t canon to Fragments at Sea, but let’s just say it takes place in a very similar universe.
Also, a public service announcement: if you ever run across an injured animal/ an abandoned baby animal don’t touch it. Instead call the local animal services (whatever that might be, depending on your location).
Tony’s heart broke with each plaintive cry from the baby otter that he cradled in the crook of his elbow as he walked up and down the beach. It had been forty minutes since he received the call about an abandoned otter on the beach, and twenty since he’d found the darling. Tony’s stomach churned as he mentally calculated how much longer he could search for the baby’s mother before he’d have to take the otter to the aquarium.
The baby otter gnawed on Tony’s jacket in search of milk, and Tony’s heart melted.
Beside him, Bucky all but hissed at the baby. His shoulders bunched up to his ears. The glower he cast was filled with poison aimed at the otter.
“She’s trying to eat you!”
Tony rolled his eyes. “She’s just looking for milk.”
“By eating you!” Bucky stressed.
Tony huffed. When Tony had first volunteered to work at the local aquarium, Bucky–a merman who could walk on land due to a magical necklace he wore–had been intrigued about the aquarium. While Bucky had found the idea of an aquarium a tad disconcerting, he’d also been fascinated by it. However, when he learned that the aquarium kept otters on display, his entire tune changed.
“Keep the little jackasses in there for life,” had been one of the kinder remarks to leave Bucky’s mouth.
That was also the day that Tony learned that merfolk and otters hate each other. Otters hated merfolk because the merfolk ate the kelp that purple urchins ate (and otters ate purple urchins, so the otters wanted the urchins to have a large food supply), and merfolk hated otters because, as Bucky put it, “they’re assholes.”
“Tony,” Bucky whined. He glomped onto Tony from behind and hugged him. “Let’s just leave the squirt alone. It’s the natural way of things.”
Tony flicked Bucky on the forehead. “That’s not how my job works, Bucky.”
“But it’s not your job; you volunteer.”
“It’s my job now.”
“Why are you allowing evil to spread?”
“Otters are not evil. They are a valuable part of-”
A loud bark came from the ocean.
Bucky tensed. “Fuck! It’s the mom. Quick! Hide the baby! We don’t need any more of them.”
Tony elbowed Bucky in the ribs, shoving his boyfriend off him. Tony grumbled to himself as he approached the shoreline. He lifted the binoculars hanging from his neck to his eyes. Bobbing in the water was an adult otter.
The baby otter in his arms thrashed and cried.
The adult otter’s barks grew louder as it approached the beach.
Tony hurriedly put the baby otter into the water and let it swim to its mother. He watched through his binoculars as mother and baby were reunited.
His chest loosened with relief as the mother dragged her baby onto her belly and immediately began to groom the baby.
Twin arms wrapped around Tony from behind again. Bucky grumbled low into Tony’s neck and placed a kiss on the skin he found there. “I can’t believe my mate just unleashed a fiend into the ocean.”
Tony scoffed. He reached behind himself and played with Bucky’s hair. “I’m sure that’s how they feel every time you go back into the ocean.”
Bucky made an offended noise, but hugged Tony tighter. “I am pure innocence and goodness.” His lips curled into a smirk along Tony’s neck.
Tony snickered and leaned into Bucky’s embrace. “Just keep telling yourself that.”