Eeeyy! It's been a while, huh. Yeah, I've been in Norway for the past week, and I've only just got to a hotel with internet.

So, I went to the beach. I found some stuff. Then this happened. Enjoy some Larrikin goofing about, and some of that typical 'Erskine is a bit of an idiot' crud that the Skulduggery Pleasant fandom loves so much.

I think it's obvious what I found at the beach.

"Anton! Anton, look!"

Anton rolled his eyes as the unmistakeable voice of Larrikin reached his ears. What did the little urchin want now? It had better be something important, because he did not just spend two hours freezing his backside off on an Arctic shoreline, searching for an enemy hideout, just to be distracted by-.

"I found some sea urchins!" Larrikin called, racing up to Anton with something in his hands, a grin on his face and sparks dancing in his amber-flecked eyes. "There's loads of them on those tall rocks back here. I think that's where the gulls go to eat them." He held out his hands to show Anton the hollowed-out remains of a sea urchin. A large hole exposed its rough, chalk-white insides, and the pale green spines of its outer shell stuck out every which way. Thankfully, they were blunt, otherwise Larrikin would be in a lot of pain until he remembered his ability to simply fix the damage within seconds.

"Larrikin, how is this important to the mission?" Anton deadpanned, hardly caring for the dead sea creature.

In blatant nonchalance, Larrikin shrugged. "It's not. I just wanted to show you."

Why me? Anton silently implored. "Larrikin, don't talk to me again until you've got something important to tell me."

An unfamiliar emotion flickered in Larrikin's eyes, but it was gone before Anton could decipher it. "Okay. Well, I'm going to show the others now. Bye."

With that said, he darted off; hopping across the rocks with youthful ease.

"Hey, I think we've found it!"

At the sound of Erskine's voice, the Dead Men all rushed over in his direction, to find him and Larrikin stood over a large hole in the ground by the cliffside. The latter was staring about vacantly whilst the Elemental had a look of triumphant pride plastered on his face.

"How did you manage that?" Saracen enquired loudly. "Not even I had the slightest clue where to find it!"

"Larrikin found it," Erskine said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. At the mention of his name, Larrikin focused in on reality again.

"Erskine, I fell in," he quietly corrected, hardly noticing the confused, praising looks he was receiving from the other Dead Men.

However, Erskine merely shrugged. "Same thing. Now let's head back to camp and let Corrival know we've found them. Tomorrow, we'll storm the place."

There was a collective cheer from Dexter, Saracen, Ghastly and Erskine (Skulduggery half-heartedly joined in after getting elbowed in the ribs by Ghastly), and they all marched back to their campsite. Anton trailed behind, keeping an eye out for danger when he noticed Larrikin's presence by his side.

"I don't know what all the fuss is about," Larrikin murmured. "I was only looking for more sea urchins."

At this, Anton almost faltered in his stride, but instead looked down at the smaller mage in disbelief.

"You never fail to surprise me," he muttered incredulously.

So... do you like my headcannon personality for Larrikin?