He had never doubted the mission before, but one day it occurred to him that maybe he didn't want to put fish in he mouth, maybe he wanted a digeridoo instead, he'd always been more of a musician than a pilot - and so he sent out a sonar message to nobody in particular, Put fish in you mouth!, and swam off to find his true calling (but he kept the helmet, of course).


...writing for fandoms that I do not know makes me sad.