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When you arrived on Snaktooth Island, you never expected the welcoming committee to be so.. on the ground. They were a light-blue grumpus, face-down in the grass. His voice came out more like a whine.
“Lizbert? Is that you?” you shook your head, confused, you looked nothing like her. He stood up and his eyes opened wider. “Oh! You’re the reporter! I’m sorry, I’m so hungry, I guess I’m getting a little delusional. I’m Filbo, Filbo Fiddlpie! I wouldn’t be so hungry if I could just catch some bugsnax!” you tilted your head,
“Maybe I can help?” you signed, hoping he could understand; you had your notebook and paper if you needed it, but you were hoping to save the paper for interviews and observations. You were already planning on interviewing Filbo, and whoever else might be here. His face lit up, indicating that he got it.
“Would you really? Oh that’d be great, buddy!” His smile was wide and genuine. Oh no, he’s cute. He pulled something out and handed it to you, beginning to explain before you could ask.
“This is a Snak Trap! You use it to catch bugsnax! Do you think you could catch me a strabby?” Filbo pleaded. You couldn’t possibly ignore a face like that, so off you went, scanning your new environment as you went. You found a strabby and quickly scanned it, then prepared your trap. It stepped within its range and you pressed the button on your wrist, running over to pick it up. That was laughably simple. You felt kind of bad for poor Filbo. You decided to catch a couple more, he did seem awfully hungry.
Filbo seemed absolutely overjoyed when you returned to him with not just the strabby he asked for, but a rootle as well. “Thank you so much! Down the hatch!” he ate them right up, completely whole, and you jumped back in alarm when his body began to change. His hands took on the appearances of a strabby and a rootle respectively. He noted your startled expression and chuckled. “Don’t worry, this is normal! I promise it doesn’t hurt!” You weren’t convinced, but you decided not to press further.
“Come on, let me show you to town!” Filbo announced, seeming to have regained his energy, pushing his way through the brush. You decided to follow after him, but not before opening your notebook and starting a new entry.