World of ÃœberMass

"Come on Sabin! These fish won't haul themselves up!" He hollered to his partner.

"I'm trying! But this winch is jammed! It's not gonna haul anything up!" The green lizard responded to the much larger black and white Orca, while trying to unstick the jammed machinery.

The rains were hitting hard at this point, not uncommon given the time of the day with both suns out in force. The waves too, were starting to build up.

"Okay! I think I found where the jam is!" Sabin cried out. And Duncan heard, since he was heading over to look.

Duncan may have had his yellow overcoat on, but it really didn't keep the rain out since he had it open, broadcasting the clear fact that he had absolutely no other article of clothing on. "So what is it!?"

"Right here! The ropes slipped out of the pulley!" Sabin replied. "I may be able to slide it back into place!"

"Alright, I'll help you!" Duncan moved behind the more completely dressed Sabin, pressing his hardening member into his back. "On the count of three, pull it down and back!"

"Got it!"

"Right! One! Two! Three!"