BOOSH-ISMS

Snatching it from Carlos, Skye glared.
In no time at all the dingy was blown up and in the water.

Pulling it out from under his seat, he smirked. "Here it is." He said in a sarcastic helpful tone.

After 5 minutes Skye turned to Carlos and gave him a withering look.
"Where's the pump..."

Carlos merely sat silently, continuing in trying to catch a fish. Though, he was rather proud of himself for not telling his red head friend about the pump beneath him.

Grumbling his thanks Skye started to blow up the dingy.

Smiling sarcastically, he threw the uninflated dingy as his friend. "There."

"Spoil sport" Skye grumbled before flicking his fringe from his face.
"Fine, is there some sort of dingy?"

Glaring back at his friend, he suggested that he go back to land if he felt it would be boring not catching any more fish.

"but Carlossssss"

"Then tell 'em to stop." He growled again, now turning to glare at his fishing pole.

"I can't help it!" Skye said apologetically "They're jumping at me! Literally"

Carlos now glared coldly at his friend. "Hey! Leave some for me!" He growled, clearly rather jealous about Skye's skill.

Whilst Carlos had been saying that his red headed friend had, had the fish just leaping out at him from the water.
"This is amazing! Just look at 'em!"

Giving a quick glare to his friend, he regained his calmness. "Well... The thing is... Fishing isn't about the number of fish you catch. Fishing isn't even about fish." He said with a slight smirk.

With a little effort Skye pulled a fish from the lake and grinned.
"You were right! This is fun!"

Rolling his eyes, Carlos began to explain the rules of fishing. "Don't rush it. You probably wont catch a fish this time around. It takes practice." He chuckled slightly.

Skye merely snorted and put the end of his fishing rod into the water.

"You wont do ever again when we're done out here." He said calmly. "Can't you just feel how peaceful it is here compared to the city?"

"Have I ever told you how much I hate you Carlos?" the red head asked as he glared at the man sitting opposite to him in the small boat.

No more than an hour later, the duo were sat in a small wooden fishing boat in the centre of Black Lake. A wide smile spread on Carlos' face.

"No... just.. No... I am NOT going fishing!"

Carlos couldn't help but smile and look at his red head companion. No matter what his friend would say, the darker haired male wasn't going to let Skye stay behind.

The man nodded and explained to Carlos about the best fishing spot.

Carlos raised an eyebrow, he hadn't been fishing in a while. "Fishing?" He asked, clearly curious.

Skye merely grumbled and crossed his arms.
"You could go out fishing"