《Fish on a stick - A Redmist Story》20. Is the juice worth the squeeze?

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"Well, if that's all we're missing, I'd say that we can actually all get together and have dinner with my family tomorrow," Chip said. "Are you going to be introducing us already?" Sam asked, "I didn't know that we were an item?" Chip blushed. "I thought that we were going to be an item, fish-daddy," Sela said, smirking at Sam. Chip began sweating profusely. "I...er.." "Chip, you've got to be clear with what you want otherwise strong otters like Sela won't join your raft," River said, "I was always clear with potential rangers about what I wanted out of them." The whole group turned as a relieved Chip sighed. "Do tell!" Sam said. "Oh, yes, I am interested especially since you wanted to weave a bond with me," Sela said. "You offered to bond with Sela?" Chip said. "This isn't about you, fish daddy," Sela said, raising his mug, dropping it, then raising the same paw for effect, "This is about justice for all the hot wannabe rangers that apparently River had qualifications about. Let me guess, you wanted a ranger who would also be your boyfriend?" For a moment, the raven looked like a red robin. "I...never said that!" she said, "I just said that a Raven can appreciate a strong muscular otter." "....in bed." Sam said, "You told me that a druid could appreciate a strong muscular otter in-" "Sam! That's inappropriate but hilarious if true, I thought that ravens couldn't mate with otters...?" Chip said. River looked to the three of them, leaning in conspiratorily. "Can I show you all a secret? But you have to swear to secrecy..." she whispered. The three otters nodded as if they'd been offered the juiciest fish steak. River turned to Sam, inspecting her clothing. "Sam, you're not cold. Lend me your cloak, I've got to shove off to the ladies room for a bit," River said, accepting the cloak from her, "Please note my black and blue bow." She leveled a withering gaze at the otters before departing. "What the heck was that all about?" Chip said. "That's just probably a River thing," Sam said, "I'm not cold, but uh can one of you boys lend me your cloak while River borrows mine?" An unspoken look led Chip to volunteer his as Sam moved to snuggle in closer to him. He could get used to this. Three minutes later, a black otter with a black and blue bow around her neck exited the ladies room and sat down in Rivers spot. She wore a similar cloak to the one that Sam had given River. "Now where were we?" The otter said.

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