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[A lot of things can happen in the span of three seconds.

One. Egon resurfaces, trying (again) to shake off as much water as possible before he's inevitably pushed down into the sea again.

Two. A Pyukumuku by the name of Cucumis Sativus punches at the Sandygast approaching her, trying to take the knife from its base. Simultaneously, closer to the edge of the water, Delphi sees the Shuckle flying through the air and starts quacking and clutching her head.

Three. Everyone in the vicinity hears a distinct CRACK as the Shuckle makes contact with Egon's head.

Egon jolts forward, his glasses falling into the water as the Shuckle splashes down and sinks like a stone. The Ghostbuster glares up at the source of the attack, Kildarby, and is about to sternly lecture her when he does a double take and looks more closely at what she dropped.

And he audibly gasps.]

Oh, my God.

[He dives down to retrieve the red shell and comes back up, holding it above his head like some grand prize. He looks utterly ridiculous, sopping wet and without glasses, but his face is lit up with excitement. The Shuckle peers its little face out tentatively.]

Look at this!

[Annie was just about to call out in chock at Cucumis for hitting her new friend when she's distracted by the Shuckle falling on weird science dad. Should... they be worried about this?

Meanwhile, Axle hands Delphi some peanut butter crackers.]

Egon!!!

[Ray scrambles to his feet and tries to get Egon to assess the damages when Egon suddenly springs up with excitement.

He is frankly stunned by this sudden change.]

Egon...

I love them! What Pokemon is that? I've never seen this little guy before!

[Venkman save these two idiots.]

[Venkman can barely comprehend what the fuck just happened. Before he can really even register the fact that Egon just got smacked in the head, Egon's already up and going into scientific hyperfocus overdrive.]

... I'd ask if you're ok, but I think you just answered that question for me.

[Kildarby's job here is done- she lands on the shore and begins to preen. MJ bristles as the Shuckle is lovingly brandished by Egon. Alfred pokes his head out of the water, Egon's glasses held in his mouth by the frames- Venkman takes the glasses and proceeds to put them back on Egon's face.

Sigourney appears wildly unphased by everything.

As for the Sandygast, it recoils in surprise at the hit. The knife doesn't drop, but it manipulates the sand particles to hide the blade. It looks confused and a little sad- why hit?]

[Egon practically shoves the Shuckle in both of their faces. The Shuckle seems relatively unfazed by this as it slowly begins to extend its limbs, wrapping them around Egon's arm.]

This is a Shuckle. I've read extensively on their species--did you know that they're known as the mold Pokémon? This creature stores berries in its shell and digests them to become edible, like many other decomposers. What makes this berry juice unique is that it can also be consumed by other Pokémon and human beings. It looks incredibly similar to the apple rust fungi--

[He still can't see shit even with his glasses on, but he doesn't care. He's like a kid in a candy store that was struck over the head with a jar of Twinkies.

Cucumis chitters, a little annoyed. She hit because the Sandygast was approaching her with a sharp object! She thought it was going to stab her, and she's had enough physical harm for today. Maybe if they want to avoid getting hit, they shouldn't run at people with sharp objects!]

--help me think of names of mycologists, please. A glorious specimen such as this one deserves a good name.

[Ray gently boops the Shuckle.]

You should name them after Beatrix Potter! I think it fits this cute little guy well.

-And if humans can drink the juice Shuckles can produce, then we could do a new experiment on berries to determine the effects of humans on berries with alterations done to them!

[Finally they won't hecking pass out again.

Annie nods in agreement. It's important to be nice to strangers! And she's pretty sure a lot of people don't like knives.]

Hey, I already named a rabbit after her. Spengs can't take that name.

[She's one of the only mycologists Venkman knows off the top of his head, though.

The Sandygast considers Cucumis' words. What's wrong with sharp objects?]

Oh, God. My bird gave you guys more experiment ideas.

[The Pyukumuku slams a fist against the sand, annoyed. She's hardly a good mentor, and small children asking their questions frustrates her easily. People get hurt with sharp objects! Sure, she can heal herself, but that doesn't mean that you should go charging at people with them!

With that, she squelches deeper into herself and seemingly closes off the conversation. She just wants to rest in the sand for a while, thank you very much.

Egon thinks for a moment, staring into the Shuckle's shell, as if it may offer some sort of answer. The Shuckle stares back, blinking.

Slowly, Egon lifts the Shuckle above his head in an almost triumphant fashion. His face and voice absolutely deadpan, he recalls the following name:]

Karl Wilhelm Gottlieb Leopold Fuckel.

[Annie nods, gently holding the Sandygast's... well... she wants to hold their hand but they're a sand castle so she guesses she's just... gonna hold some sand.

Anyway sharp things hurt! Some people are fine with it, but it's always important to ask if someone likes knives before waving one around them!

Ray stares at Egon once he hears that name.

Then at Venkman.

Then back at Egon.

Did he just imagine that or...]

Spengs, what name did you just give Shuckle?

[The Sandygast doesn't understand hand holding, particularly because it has no hands, but it accepts it anyway. It appears somewhat sad that it upset Cucumis, but it also doesn't quite know why she was upset in the first place. The knife doesn't hurt it, so why would it hurt someone else?

Venkman blinks, bemused, looking from Ray to Egon.]

... Was that multiple name suggestions or is that the actual, full name you wanna give this thing? [A beat. Slowly, he seems to actually register the last part of that name.] Can you- can you spell the last part?

I said, Karl Wilhelm Gottlieb Leopold Fuckel. As in the fungus biologist?

[He glances back and forth between his partners for some sort of recognition, and sighs, rubbing his forehead in apparent frustration.]

That's F-U-C-K-E-L. He was the taxonomic authority of the mycological genera Aleuria, Phyllachora, Plectania and Sclerotinia.

[Cucumis isn't answering this one. Annie can deal with this on her own--this sea cucumber is done interacting with anyone. Next person who bothers her is going to get punched.]

[Well, she knows a lot of people who aren't hurt by knives.

Like Kirby! She really strong and doesn't get hurt by anything. However someone like her would get hurt by a knife. :c She's not strong like Kirby so being stabbed would hurt her a lot.

Ray is just... stunned at this.]

F... fuckel?

[He looks at Venkman one last time before he just doubles over in laughter.]

I love it! Fuckel the Shuckle is the best name ever!

[Venkman steeples his hands.]

...You're naming the Shuckle Fuckel. You- Sir Wigglesworth was bad enough, Egon, now you're just doing this shit on purpose-!

[He tries to keep it together, but once Ray starts laughing, he loses it, too, and has to grab onto Ray's shoulder to keep himself upright.

The Sandygast slowly... well, not nods, but part of its sand body jostles in a way reminiscent to a nod. Some things are hurt by knives and others are not. Ok. It will remember that. How does it know what will be hurt from knives and what won't?

Elsewhere on the beach, Kildarby looks up from preening at the sound of her trainer laughing. Damn. Looks like Egon's still standing. Ah, well. Another day, maybe she'll be luckier.]

[Egon's expression becomes sour as he says in an insulted tone:]

I still don't see what's wrong with Sir Wigglesworth. It's a perfectly fine name that honors a great entomologist.

[The newly-christened Fuckel--or Karl, if you're so inclined--peers cautiously at the two laughing humans. Humans do the strangest things sometimes. It gently reaches out a tendril towards Ray, as if wanting to be picked up.

Delphi continues to munch of snacks, apparently calming down from her earlier fit. She rubs her head, wincing as she casts a glance towards her trainers. Things seem to be fine so far for them. Maybe doom was averted today? That would be good.]

[Ray is still doubled over laughing and it takes him a good minute to eventually recover, but when he does he happily holds Fuckel, still giggling while he does so.]

Egon, please never change; I'm begging you.

[He loves you so damn much.

Annie nods. Usually it's nice to ask first! People usually know if they're hurt by knives or not! And if they don't it's best to stay safe so you don't hurt them. That would be mean.

Axle gently pats Delphi's head. He knew it was too nice of a day for doom to happen. No apocalypse would look at this nice beach weather and decide to attack.]

God... I second that. Please keep naming your pets terrible things. It's the best part of this dimension.

[The laughter has finally gotten the attention of the Sandygast. It shuffles around until it's facing them. Would they be hurt by knives?

It begins to shuffle its way towards the Ghostbusters.]

[Fuckel curls around Ray's arms and peers at him with curiosity. Hello, human. You seem to be laughing a lot, for some reason. He blinks very slowly. His tendrils feel slightly slimy, though not sticky.

Egon turns to look towards the shore when he sees the sandcastle slowly shambling towards them. His eyes widen in shock as he waves towards the other Ghostbusters, trying to catch their attention.]

Look--Look over there! It's a Sandygast, a bonafide Class III possessor!

[He doesn't seem threatened at all by the knife--rather, he sounds extremely excited (by Egon standards) as he starts sloshing over to the shoreline.]

Hey F-fuck-

[Okay no he can't say that with a straight face, he lets out a snorting laugh and tries his hardest to regain his composure as he pats the poor Shuckle.

Luckily he stops laughing when Egon points out the Sandygast.]

Are they holding a knife?

[He also... sounds way too excited about this.

Okay that worries Annie a little. Yeah knives would hurt them!! :c He trainer Ray got hurt somehow and he wouldn't move for a week and she thought she lost him.

She was really sad.]

Edited 2019-05-31 04:45 (UTC)

Why does it have a knife? [A beat.] Why do I feel like my Pokemon are responsible?

[Venkman has clearly gotten very used to having a troupe of troublemaking bastard Pokemon.

Sigourney floats over, excited.]

'🐦👽💀🔪💍🏖️🏰‼️'

... You tried to kill and marry a castle?

'🚫'

[He shakes his head, bemused, as he tries to parse this out.

The Sandygast approaches Egon curiously, knife out. It'll heed Annie's words- it doesn't make any attempt to hurt him. It's just standing there. Menacingly.]

[Fuckel continues to stare at Ray, though he eventually directs his attention to what's going on closer to land. Please don't drop him, human.

Egon is about a yard away from the sandcastle when he stops, staring into the "windows" of the Sandygast. He stands there for several moments in silence, his gaze unwavering.

Then, without turning to face his partners, he mutters, under his breath:]

...the modern Prometheus. [He kneels closer, offering a hand for the Sandygast to...uh...feel? Can't really shake hands with a sandcastle.] Greetings. Please do not stab me with the knife. It would hurt very badly.

Edited 2019-05-31 05:13 (UTC)

[Ray is now gently cuddling Fuckel, making sure that he doesn't drop the child.]

They look friendly! I'm sure Annie wouldn't want to associate with someone who went around stabbing people.

[Annie beams at her dad. Right! She's a good person who befriends non-stabby people! And that confirms that stabbing them would definitely hurt without hurting them!!]

[The Sandygast holds eye contact with Egon for an uncomfortably long time. Slowly, it shuffles forward to press one of its sand mounds against the palm of Egon's hand- like the iconic scene from HTTYD, but it's a fucking sand castle and not a dragon's face. It does not stab Egon with the knife, though it doesn't drop it, either.

Sigourney, meanwhile, sends over snippets of her own memories- of Kildarby "talking" with her(though Venkman can't understand what's being said), building the castle, the Sandygast coming to life- and Venkman jerks back, somewhat in shock.]

You brought sand to life?

'✔️'

[If Egon could, he would scoop this baby Sandygast into his arms right now. He allows the Sandygast to say in his hand for a few moments before gently moving his hand away. All the while, Egon maintains eye(?) contact with the mound.

After a few more moments of silence, he turns back to face Venkman and Ray, his eyes glinting with excitement. He looks just a tad unhinged, what with having been soaked to the bone, conked over the head with a Shuckle, and...you know, being approached by a literal ghost sand castle with a knife.]

We have to keep it for further study.

[That's not a request. That's a command.]

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