Rating: Gen/T (swearing, minor violence, a single shark)
Summery: Beach Singularities are always strange. Achilles is gonna have to get used to Chaldea's other Servants.
AO3
I don't remember when someone suggested this but it was a while ago. This has been sitting unfinished for a while in my drafts
Achilles wasn’t exactly sure how he got roped into it, but here he was.
Sitting on a dock.
Holding a fishing pole.
He supposed it could be worse, he could be waiting tables instead of catching the fish for the small, beach-side diner that Chaldea found itself assisting.
Aside from him, there were a few other Servants on the dock, all fishing and hoping for the best— well, Ivan, Li Shuwen, and a few of the children Servants weren’t exactly on the dock, the Russian Tsar was standing in what was waist-deep water for him and the Lancer was on his shoulder. Jack, Abigail, and Nursery Rhyme were on the Mammoth’s head.
Cú and the other Irish Servants were nearby— though Medb was more or less being held in a chokehold by Scáthach at the moment— and Arthur and EMIYA seemed to be having fun with Beowulf on another part of the dock.
Achilles sighed, leaning back as he swung his legs. Fishing really wasn’t his idea of an exciting singularity activity. If he was really feeling childish, he would huff that it wasn’t fair that Jason, Atalanta, and a few others got to go with the Master and fight monsters in the forest while he was here fishing.
Sighing again, the Rider looked up at the sky as the lure of his fishing line bobbed lazily in the waters.
“Having fun?” Cú asked as he walked past, holding a bucket of bait. Achilles snorted.
“I wouldn’t call this fun, so to speak,” he grumbled, “I don’t get how you guys can sit still for so long.”
The Lancer just laughed. “You’ll get used to it!” he said as he continued on down the dock towards Diarmuid and Fergus. Achilles just made a face before he sighed yet again. He seemed to be doing that a lot, but he couldn’t help it— he was bored.
It was just after he had said that did yelling erupt from further out.
The Rider wiped his head around. The yelling— or rather screaming— was coming from Ivan, or well, the children atop Ivan’s head. Throwing his fishing pole to the side, he bolted to his feet and down the dock.
Of course, Achilles needn’t have worried as he noticed the girls were shrieking with excitement. With a simple tug of Ivan’s hand, a large fish was pulled out of the water.
Well, “large fish” was an understatement.
“Great White Shark” was far more accurate— and correct.
Ivan had reeled in a goddamn Great White.
There was a flash of red and a large splash before Achilles realized what happened.
“Li Shuwen fucking punched a shark, didn’t he?” He asked aloud.
Fergus burst out laughing.
“This happens every time we end up at a beach,” Scáthach assured with a shake of her head. “You’ll get used to it.”
He made a face at that, as the redhead surfaced, along with the carcass of the said shark. Thank the gods that this singularity was just a singularity— didn't Li Shuwen know sharks were endangered?
Well, either way, Achilles was certain that if Li Shuwen didn't punch one thing per singularity, the Chinese Lancer would go insane.
Yeah, Achilles wasn't sure if he would get used to it, really.
Getting real sick and tired of bad*, fast-paced fight scenes in anime movies being absolutely ruined by bad rendered 3D and static backgrounds that do not blend right at all, which is only exacerbated by the dynamic cinematography.
