"Three thousand years. That's how long I've been sitting on this underwater throne. It's also how long I've had to be a politician, and how long I've been the most bad bass ruler ever. It is how long it took for my cushion to carve a groove into the throne. However, most importantly, it's also how long it took for me to finally get bored of my job.
Seriously, it's the same shit day in day out. There's always someone with a silly problem that could be solved in a snap if my subjects actually tried. Instead it's up to me to settle all of there problems FOR them. I don't know how that "Solaris" or whoever deals with it on the surface. Maybe ponies are smarter than fish? Who knows, not me. All I know is that it's really boring."
"And that's where you come in Miss... uh, what's your name again?" I implored expertly.
"My name is Krill, Your Condescension." Said the young Hippocampus noble before me. "I told you this three times now in this conversation alone."
"Ah, right. You're the snarky one. I knew I liked you for some reason! So, yeah. Another thing is that your people have been underwater for three thousand years without even talking about the world above."
"What does this have to do with me? I'm just a maid."
"I'm getting to that, jeeze. Anyway, I'm going to fry two fish at once with this awesome plan I totally did not just make up yesterday. I'm going to go to the surface and make a good impression with my awesome baking skills. You are my temporary replacement. Go nuts."
