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Genre/Tropes: Height differences (short reader.)

Summary: for this short, i think it'd be funny if the reader needed to get something from a high shelf and climbed up to get it. his reaction to that can be whatever, it'd be funny if he scolded the reader for not going to him cause he's such a big, tall eel and more safe than stacked stools

Author's Comments: Floyd has definitely balanced on at least ten stools for fun. His record is ten. He's tried to add more and has fallen over.

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Floyd was used to doing things other people disapproved of. He was used to being on the receiving end of scolding and accusatory expressions that he found rather boring. You seemed to be his only refuge, his tiny little Shrimpy that understood how he operated. You were funny and adorable, but sometimes you even gave Floyd a run for his chaotically earned money.

“Shrimpyyy, what are you doing on the counter?” he huffed, wrapping his hands around your waist and taking you down with ease, “It’s dangerous up there. You wouldn’t want to slip and hit your head, now would you?”

“Floyd, I was trying to get something! Jade said he needed flour for his cream of mushroom soup so I went to get it for him.” you squirmed, pouting up at him when he didn’t set you on the ground.

He looked up at the cabinets as you dangled in the air, humming thoughtfully.

“Sneaky Jade.” he giggled, pulling you into his chest with too little effort, “Shrimpy, come get me next time, okay? Jade must have put the flour up high to mess with you.”

“Of course he did.” you rolled your eyes, wrapping your legs around his waist, “And here I was looking forward to the octopus dish he promised me.”

“Aww, a little Shrimpy like you wants to eat an octopus?” he laughed, easily grabbing the flour for you, “You’re so devious for such a tiny little thing!”

“I wasn’t gonna eat it in front of Azul! I’m not like you guys!” you huffed, jabbing him in the ribs, “But thank you for grabbing me the flour. I appreciate it.”

“Next time you need something, come get me. I’ll get it for you! You have a big strong eel right here, Shrimpy.” Floyd smiled, revealing his menacing sharp teeth.

“Uh huh. I don’t get to climb stools but you do.” you faked a dramatic sigh before pressing a grateful kiss to his cheek, “Because that’s fair.”

“Shrimpyyyy, you don’t understand. You can climb on me.” he giggled, setting you on the counter so he could pinch your cheeks, “I’m wayyyy more fun than some stools! I can sway and jump and swing you around!”

“Floyd...how is that any more safe than stacking stools on top of one another?” you laughed, staring up at your delighted boyfriend lovingly.

“It’s safe because it’s me. Duh.” he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest, “I’d never let you fall. Ya think wood is gonna hold you better than me?”

“No, of course not.” you sighed, wrapping your arms around his middle, “I should really get back to Jade now, though.”

“Awww, you’re gonna leave?” he huffed, throwing his arms around you and nuzzling the top of your head affectionately, “But I don’t want you to.”

“Floyd, I pinky promise I’ll hang out with you after I give Jade this flour.” you said, holding out your pinky as you pulled away.

“Fine.” he grumbled, hooking his pinky with yours.

You cupped his cheeks and pulled him forward, giving him a gentle forehead kiss before you hopped off the counter.

“I’ll be right back.” you smiled up at him, clutching the flour to your chest.

“You better be.” Floyd pouted, waving his pinky in the air, “You promised.”