The two have been traveling for a few days now. Snufkin quite enjoyed the traveling while Joxter enjoyed the time with Snufkin. He would tell Snufkin stories and teach him things.
"You see? The mother bird is going to lay eggs soon so she is making the nest."
Snufkin would nod with full interest, he really wished he could verbally respond... That could make him irritating to dad though...
One day, Joxter decided to teach Snufkin how to fish.
Snufkin's hat tilted as he watched his dad wind the spool with interest. Joxter set up the fishing rod with practiced skill and ease before handing it out to Snufkin.
Snufkin carefully held it in his hands and examined the simple rod. He always wanted to learn how to fish but Mymble didn't know how to and was always busy with something else.
Joxter set his rod up and led the way to the river. "All right, first we cast the line out." Joxter flicked his rod so the line went out with the bobber, landing on the water causing little rings to appear on the watery surface. "Now you try."
Snufkin looked at the rod for a moment before trying to flick it out. He didn't swing hard enough and so the line just swung a bit, staying reeled in. Snufkin looked at it a touch irritated and shook it a bit before swinging out harder. The line flew out and landed just a little bit out in the water.
Snufkin smiled a bit while Joxter looked at Snufkin's hands.
Yes, his hands.
Snufkin's hands were starting to appear.
They were translucent but visible.
Joxter blinked with several thoughts running through his mind. Do I tell him? I can't mess this up. Man he likes fishing.
Snufkin looked up at Joxter seeing his shocked expression and he curled a bit in on himself. His hands started to fade.
Joxter quickly shook his head and smiled big. "That was great Snufkin! You casted the line well."
Snufkin perked up a bit and looked back towards the water, his hands still visible.
Joxter breathed out a sigh of relief and looked out to the water. "Now we wait." He sat down on the ground comfortably with Snufkin following suit.
Joxter watched the water in comfortable silence but kept glancing at Snufkin's hands. At some point Snufkin caught on and curiously looked down at his hands. A sharp inhale could be heard as Snufkin dropped his rod to look at his hands, turning them over to look at all sides of them. He looked up at Joxter while holding up his hands. Joxter nodded smiling warmly at the boy.
Now to just make sure they stayed visible.
A/N: Funny thing, I don't fish. I tried once and I didn't get into it like my brother (he fishes with the scouts.) Anyways! I'd like to thank Betsy from for the idea to have the boys fish together.
I do have several chapters planned out now and I am comfortable sending them further in the barely existing plot lol.
Thank you so much for reading this and I hope you enjoyed this long over-due short chapter!