I'm a Stingray?

These stingrays... well they didn't fail to bash the sense of magnificence in each of the minds that the visitors carry.

Their size was nothing like Tim ever saw on a stingray, they seemed to stretch a meter wide which felt like the entire cave was eating the tiny group of 3 whenever these massive stingrays waved their fins.

In a split second between the flash against eyes the gems caused, Timothy got a flashback of the sardine storm that almost got his neck.

In all terms, these stingrays are humongous and that's what the boy focused on instead of asking the tiny question he was asked about.

Until the other male by the big lady's side shouted, "Answer her question!"

"Easy... yelly pants." The blue dotted tough boy answered and swam just a couple of feet higher, directly vertical so he didn't pose a threat. "I came here to address the issue that can kill us all."

"You mean the spearfishermen?" The stingray lady answered, her tone softer than ever once familiarly uttered through the mouths of these potential enemies. "Why do you want to talk about those? They are too dangerous to deal with."

Staggered beyond prepare, the boy let silence stretch for a while and began to sync towards laughter by every said word. "You fear the spearfishermen? They're a joke, I basically took their virginity earlier."

"What?" One of the men asked, not sure how to comprehend this situation. "That's physically impossible unless you became their whore."

Happy to prove these massive beings wrong, the boy recited in a cocky matter. "I stabbed their butholes and chased them out of the water."

"That's a lie, humans are too dangerous to approach!" The lady in the middle shouted out, having her ego hurt due to a little nobody being able to damage humans. "You're too weak to actually hurt them."

"I stabbed 2 of them, easy peasy." The boy assured once more but then remembered why he got here to begin with. "But that's not why I'm here, we want you to join a tribe... er... village of fish who want to fight off sharks and stuff."

Understanding these fish a bit more now, the big lady directly refused. "I don't think it's worth joining your group, 3 small fish aren't enough to fight sharks."

At this point becoming a dictator who didn't have a thick vocabulary, Timmy laid out the base of this situation. "That's where you're hella wrong, patience my potential group mate. I pretty much left the village when there were 40 fish and I just sent 20 more recruits to the den, it's fair to say that we collected a lot of friends."

At this point feeling certain that the little boy was lying, the white dot coated lady asked. "You mean to tell me that this village has... 60 fish?"

"Yup." Tim assured, not a single doubt in his tone.

At this point not sure what to believe, one of these men asked. "That's extremely hard to get yet you are so small... just how?"

Hoping that such a question would come, willing and wholeheartedly, the boy chirped. "I'm a boss."

Heavily sceptical, the diamond stingray lady pitched. "Okay boss, we want to see if your words are just words... let's find another spearfisherman."

...

"Those are a lot of spearfishermen." Osira pointed out the obvious as they stalked what was about 5 of these humans, craving trouble and sushi.

Assuring that sentence of which his friend planted, the young boy added his own verse. "Yes... I only attacked 2 of these weird humans before."

"Well, you took 2 of them so you should be able to take 5." One of these diamond stingrays weighed in, making the odds rather unfair.

Tim wanted to stab this one and courage wouldn't be the thing he lacked when it came to following such a measure. But when recalling all the funny cusses from this group when they tried to get out of the tighter spots of the tunnel, the little sea pancake threw sea water on that rage.

And afterwards put in the base of a bargaining plan, using all of his little stingray brain the pitched. "If I stab all of these, you will join our tribe so we can fight off the bad sharks of these reef."

Seemed more like an order, to which the big lady immediately answered. "What if we don't?"

Proving that his recently upgraded emotional intelligence didn't go in vain, the boy pointed out a pattern by stating what these marine animals tried to conceal. "Then I won't bother attacking these humans who from the looks of it, terrorized your family more than sharks did."

"Erg... sure, we will join your tribe." The lady answered for all of them, feeling absolutely certain that Timmy will die just to prove a point that can't be proved.

She felt certain this would be an instant fail, one look at the little boy helped put all doubt away. The blue dotted maniac was only 7 centimeters wide, while only a diamond ray's tail was that wide.

It doesn't make sense but more importantly, these massive rays are too scared to ever face and fight a human. All those facts considered, basic logic screamed that the exaggerating sea disk will die today.

The humans were about 20 meters away so that was an advantage when it came to providing minor camouflage, the enemies haven't yet noticed the animals who hid behind these big coral.

Tim could only see a few black coloured dots in the ocean, his vision was still horrible, level 1.

So he just swam towards that direction, using the mostly yellow skin that surrounded his body to swoop in smoothly.

Getting about 5 meters closer now, he couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. This situation started to feel dangerous, the boy began to have second thoughts and started to hate his big loud mouth.

What caused him anxiety was a little critter crawling through his vision, making him yell out. "Eek an urchin!"

But a few seconds of anxious rapid shaking later, an idea rolled in his mind and a smirk arose with it.