NPF Avatars 6 Ch. 4: The trouble with Moogles.

[The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk]

"Bah, I'm no farmer, like I'd even know the first thing about how to even begin," Hawk told Pyros stubbornly, "and besides, I'm not american, so bleep* that!"

He then had a sudden, brilliant idea on how to solve Steels bleeping problem. "Hey Steel, got a present for ya'." He reached inside a pocket inside his jacket, searching around for something and quickly pulled out a tiny yellow fish. "Babel fish!," he proclaimed, handing it over, "picked a few up on my various journeys around the cosmos a while back. Just stick it in your ear and it will translate everything forever, even bypassing censorbots. Maybe."

In truth, he wasn't sure it would work, but it was worth a try.

*Fuck