Follow the call to paradise

The calling

The waves swayed softly, the night sky was clearer then ever. Any normal toon would've stop and admire the view, not Shrimpo though. Stopping his feet against the sand before throwing a rock to the ocean. He has gotten kicked out again, due to being disruptive or whatever.

But it's wasn't his fault that his roommates were annoying! They were pissing him off, most things did but that's not the point.

Shrimpo grunted before looking for another rock,   Kick the sand while he's at it. if he's lucky enough he's might be able to throw it at someone. God if only he had his punching bag.

That before he managed to stub his toe again something hard, Shrimpo yelp as he grabbed his foot, muttering awful words. He looked to see it was another rock, great...

With a growled he yank the rock and ready to throw before... soft humming? Perfect a target. This time he aimed where the noise is coming from, listening very carefully.

That's was his first mistake, the rock slipped from his hand as his arms fall to his sides. He hate music, the only exception was rock, (ironically) but this was different, the soft melody was almost enhancing.

He tried it shake his head, but the voice felt like  it's digging in his brain. "Come to me"

Shrimpo tried to move his legs, to get away. But instead they move towards the ocean. The humming gets louder and louder as he continues to walk until he can no longer touch the sea ground.

Shrimpo's mind becomes more groggy, sleep steadily. While he can sleep in the water thanks to the ability to breathe in it. But this is different, he was fuming mere moments ago, and that melody is... familiar. Painfully so.

And his worries were not wrong, finally a some sort merman with a bowl for its head swimming over. The humming getting louder, the fuzzy feeling filled his head more.

He wanted to move, to move now. Instead he stayed perfectly still.

"I have FINally found you again all this time." Shrimpo tried to shake his head, no no no please  not him. That voice... that pun...

Finn swam over, keeping his humming until he managed to grabbed the shrimp. Holding him close to his chest. Shrimp tried to yell but the merman hand covered his mouth only muffled whimpers to be heard.

"It's ok," Finn whispered, "this time I promise to never let you go again."

Shrimpo shook his head again, trying to fight the sleepiness. But Finn wasn't allowing it, "go to sleep Shrimpo, I'll handle the rest. I promise."

This time Shrimpo eyes finally shut close, only feeling the swift of him being carried in a bridle style. Feeling a kiss on his forehead before finally passing out.

I might rewrite this later bc I wasn't rlly happy with it, BUT at the moment I have no motivation to fix or rewrite. Soo take this as a very rough daft I guess.