Chester's eyes narroweed as he looked at the swinging fish. "Lina, you know I don't like being told what to do. We should eat him."

"COME ON!" The fish and Kuhn both shouted. The wind picked up and blew the God Fish in all directions, "HELP!" the fish shouted. "But then again.. Maybe it would be safest to throw him overboard.. We can't have our fine vessel be sinking on us!" he shouted over the loud rain that was now pissing down onto the deck, each drop of water exploding as it collided in a splash of water. "You mean this piece of crap boat?!" The Fish shouted as it blew directly to the side "GET ME DOWN!" Chester puffed his chest. "Not until you admit that our boat is a nice boat!"
"GRR!"

"SAY IT!" Chester demanded, Kuhn was holding his hat as the winds was picking up into a fierce storm. Chester had one hand on the railing, reaching up towards the fish to hear him. "Macario, gimme a hand!" he shouted backwards, waiting for the fish to give in.