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~Christopher: 50%~

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Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, senora, work it all the time

Jump in de line, rock your body in time - OK, I believe you
Jump in de line, rock your body in time - OK, I believe you
Jump in de line, rock your body in time - OK, I believe you
Jump in de line, rock your body in time - Whoa

Chris's tail was wagging back and forth to the rhythm of the Harry Belafonte song. However, it was proving difficult to keep the hearing pieces to his headphones in his ears.

'One disadvantage to the canine ear,' Chris sighed a little internally.

But he kept on dancing a little to the song as he made his way toward the beach front. It was a relatively muggy afternoon and going shirtless just wasn't cutting it this time. So Chris decided to go trot down to the beach and have himself a nice swim. Oh that water would feel so refreshing against his radiating fur.

Setting up his little spot on the beach in a rush by putting down his towel and setting his CD player on top of it, Chris quickly made his way to the water and jumped into the air. He spread out his limbs in midair and let out a howl as he hit the water and submersed himself.

Little did he know what he might find in the water today.

When Christopher surfaced a moment later, he was surprised to see Glacus not far from him. Chris was about to speak until he noticed that his friend had a fish in his webbed palm and watched as Glacus shoved it into his mouth. He was mortified at the sight, at how his aquatic bound friend could just take a fish, swallow it whole, and think nothing of it.

'Like I'm one to talk,' Christopher reminded himself. 'Afterall, I did lead a deer hunt and ripped out the throat. But yikes, how could he just swallow it whole so easily?'

"You could probably give the Coneheads a run for their money if that's the way you eat," joked Christopher. "It seems everyone has had a craving for fish lately too."

Paddling himself closer and making a sight gag by having his tail act as a propeller, Chris stopped a few feet to the side of Glacus. "So, how is my cannibalistic friend today? Gone fishing, I see."

Chris gave a barking laugh as he shot back, "I thought you religious types didn't believe in Darwin's theories. Besides, that's nothing. You should try hunting a deer. The most effective way to tackle one down seems to be biting into its leg and causing it to snap or break some bones. Then ripping out the throat. Man, can that be a lot of work."

Grinning some, Chris reminded Glacus, "Yes, I have heard it. Remember? You got me hooked on Lacuna Coil a while back. I've basically heard every song by now."

But seeing that his friend was overly excited to have his boom box back, Chris nodded his head in response. Might as well enjoy some music later, especially if he liked it. Besides, it was just best to humor Glacus for the moment since it obviously did mean a lot to him to have it back. "However, this is assuming your stereo will still work. You know, electronic equipment in the water and all just don't mix."

Then Chris formed a devious grin and threw in a curve ball to the deal. "But if we listen to Lacuna Coil... I get to expose you to my favorite band Mew. And as for why I'm here, I decided to cool off. It's hotter than hell today and it's killer on my fur and body."

An idea popped into Christopher's head and he suddenly pointed into the water and bellowed out, "Holy s**t! It's a horde of krill!"

'Crap!' Christopher fumed. 'It didn't work. I'll have to try Plan B.'

Getting ready to dunk under the water, Christopher said, "Yeah, well... lastonetothebeachisarottenegg!"

Chris quickly shot himself under the surface like a bullet and grabbed onto Glacus's webbed feet, pulling him under. Catching his friend offguard hopefully, Christopher quickly fled for land. He paddled and bounded away in the motion of being on all fours. His suspension in the water allowed him to do this with ease, and Christopher had to admit, it felt fantastic to experience it. It would get him ready for when he actually did have digitigrade legs and could do the real deal.

"Figures," Christopher retorted at his friend. "Even with a cheap trick, you still have the advantage."

But Chris wasn't concerned with trying to beat Glacus. It was the experience... the simulation of running on all fours that had his attention. Unfortunately, it didn't last much longer once they both reached the sandy surface of the beach. Trying his hardest to avoid getting sand all over his fur, Chris quickly stood and ran to his towel to dry off.

But as soon as Glacus walked by, he shook out his wet fur with all his might. After Chris finished, he simply glanced at his friend and smirked. "I figured I'd share the wealth since you like the water and all."

Christopher raised his towel in front of his face to block the water but still got a little drenched. He exclaimed, "Oh come on! You're aquatic by nature. Besides, you just got out of the water. What's it matter if you get wet?"

Drying himself down with the towel completely, Chris picked up his things and walked back to Glacus. "Ok, lead the way my friend."

Chris replied, "Water please and hold the krill."

Having a seat on Glacus's couch, he just fell kind of silent. But then Christopher started to get fidgety, clicking his nails together and picking at the arm of the couch.

'What to talk about,' Christopher forced himself to think. 'What is there to really say? Maybe I could ask him about...'

"So uhm..." Chris struggled for some words, "...What was it like trying to adjust to a lionfish diet like that? I mean, was it odd to suddenly just go diving around in the ocean and catch krill and stuff? To swallow it whole and all that?"