Fish darted to and forth, picking at the weed of the lake, feasting as a fish cleaned the bottoms. Picking and seeming to be tossing trash onto a pile within a bubble. It was a fish demon named Stephen, he looked like a catfish. His eyes were huge and dark brown, he had no scales but soft velvety short fur and part of it shaved into a low mohawk. He had two whiskers on each side of his mouth, long bony but webbed hands, clawed feet that webbed between the toes, a long slender tail with a tiny fin at the end, and wore shorts and a tank top. He was sitting through the lake cleaning it and gathering metal objects that humans and demons and others discarded here. Once in a while he found stone runes, swords, waterlogged books, and occasionally fishing twine which he used to make nets to catch food with. Blinking his tiny humanlike ears twitched, scratching at one he looked up. Someone or something touched him with a whisper. Standing he waved his hand, the assortment and bubble zoomed off to his cove deeper and farther off. Jumping he swam upwards and soon felt the waters break, looking up he saw a figure, sinking slowly. Widening his eyes he took off like a bullet and opened his arms, gripping the body when he got to it he darted to the banks and flew high out of the water before landing, Dustin in his arms as he stood and walked towards the grass and laid him down. Waving a hand over him he swirled his wrist and moved it up his chest to Dustin's mouth. Water came from Dustin and the fish flicked his hand, the water flew out, most of it but not all. Least this way he could let him breathe. Sitting back he sighed and pursed his fingers together before spreading them out. The webbing vanished and his fingers looked less boney, "Well I wonder..." He then looked closer at Dustin, he looked like a student from the school up the hill. His tail flicked and he sighed.Â