Godzilla puffed out his chest, lip curling as he brought forth a trumpeting bellow from his chest as he waded into the sea. Birds were flying around his head squawking. Godzilla looked at them curiously as he started to swim. One of them flew close to his ear.
"Fish. Smell Fish." It chirped. Godzilla rumbled in his throat.
"I can catch fish. I will bring you all fish!" he roared. "Come my minions!" The seagulls went nuts squawking. Godzilla kept swimming, the birds now roosting among his spines. He felt them picking out dust and bugs from his long exhausting fight with the MUTOs. It felt nice. For all his looonnggg life, Godzilla had slept in the deep Pacific, alone. It felt nice to have someones to talk to, even if they were birds. The King of the Monsters snarled, briefly silencing the birds.
"Fish?" said a bird. Godzilla rumbled and nodded.
"You must get off my back and fly. I will be back with fish." He said. The birds lifted off and Godzilla dove, to get food for his newfound army. He swam, deep into the water, hungry. A shark swam past, a great white almost 20 feet long, not even as large as one of his teeth, but Godzilla nabbed it anyway for the gulls. Tossing it over his shoulder towards the surface, he heard, even underwater, the shrieking the gulls let off. He grinned and dover deeper to find food for himself.
ONTHESURFACE
"Fish. Fish fishfishfishfish." all the gulls squawked as they ate. Their new lord was a savior for them. He smelled of fish, lived with fish and ate fish. He was practically one of them, despite the fact he couldn't fly. They would cherish their time together. And the fish he caught.
UNDERWATER
Godzilla swam to depths not even a sub could get to. He swam, catching squid and fish to eat. Normally, he would absorb radiation, but he had his minions to looks after. Once full, he swam back up, bursting through the surface with a loud roar. The seagulls, practically scared to death, all exploded into the air screaming and shrieking, but calmed down once they saw who it was. The white birds roosted back on Godzilla's spines and Godzilla continued to swim. The sun shone down on the King of the Monsters, Lord of the Birds, Savior of San Francisco as he swam with his strange army in tow.