Riku balanced on top of a fence as he made his way down to the pier his father worked off of. The scent of fish growing ever so stronger. To tell the truth, RIku didn't care for helping his father with the family business. But he couldn't object either. It's not like he expected his younger siblings to complete such a job. They already had to eat enough of fish at home, why torture them to haul it too? He couldn't do that to his younger siblings. After years and years of having to eat fish, cause it was cheaper for his family, that's probably why Riku hates it now. In fact, he prefers foods with a sweet or tangy taste, Ideally fruit. Candy not excluded from his diet.
Upon arriving at the docks, Riku found the boat his father manned with ease. After all, it was named 'Thar She Floats'. Riku's father thought he was so funny. With a heavy sigh, the boy wasted no time in trying to help his father. The sooner he finished, the sooner he could go back to doing something fun.
With the cart already backed up to the docks, all Riku really had to do was bag the fish into sacks and toss them into the back of the cart. and easy enough task. Plus if he thought of it as strength training, it would be much more bearable. One after one, Riku tossed bags onto the cart. Rally now, he felt sorry for the horses who would be force to haul this all the way back to town. But at least he wouldn't have to haul it himself one bag at a time. Strength training be damned at that point.
"That's good enough son, we've got plenty to last us through the week. You got out and enjoy your day, you've earned it." Riku didn't have to be told twice. With his father's permission, the boy who now smelled of a fishery took off in a hurry to wash up.
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Upon arriving at the docks, Riku found the boat his father manned with ease. After all, it was named 'Thar She Floats'. Riku's father thought he was so funny. With a heavy sigh, the boy wasted no time in trying to help his father. The sooner he finished, the sooner he could go back to doing something fun.
With the cart already backed up to the docks, all Riku really had to do was bag the fish into sacks and toss them into the back of the cart. and easy enough task. Plus if he thought of it as strength training, it would be much more bearable. One after one, Riku tossed bags onto the cart. Rally now, he felt sorry for the horses who would be force to haul this all the way back to town. But at least he wouldn't have to haul it himself one bag at a time. Strength training be damned at that point.
"That's good enough son, we've got plenty to last us through the week. You got out and enjoy your day, you've earned it." Riku didn't have to be told twice. With his father's permission, the boy who now smelled of a fishery took off in a hurry to wash up.
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