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Cooper would almost feel bad for how many hits he gets on Joko - almost - if he didn't also find amusement in seeing him get all riled up.
Bow in hand, he stealthily follows the man from afar. Using his tail to judge his surroundings as he moves through the wooded area, he finds the perfect spot as Joko stops to continue working on his base.
Cooper loads an arrow into his bow, pulls the string back and aims, and fires. Joko jumps as the arrow just barely misses him.
Okay, maybe Cooper got a little distracted watching him work, whatever. He pulls his sword from his inventory and leaps forward, striking swiftly at Joko.
It's easy - it always is. Cooper stands over Joko's items with a smug expression as he hears the man respawn in the distance.
"What the hell is your problem, man?" Joko says as he returns to pick up his things. "You are the fucking worst!"
"Aw, come on." Cooper laughs. "I'm just doing my job. It's honest money. You'd be a hypocrite to get mad at me."
Joko rolls his eyes. "I don't go out of my way to target one person."
"I don't either! Someone on the server must have it out for you. Or maybe someone just likes watching me terrorize you."
Joko has a suspicion - mentally cursing out Mikey, there's no one else who would care this much. Thorn in his fucking side, the sheep is.
"Whatever." He says finally, returning to working on his base. "While you're here, you might as well help. Make yourself useful for once."
(It's definitely not an excuse to keep Cooper from just running off now that he's done his hit.)
"Aw, dude, you're turning pink! Did I do that?"
The fish hybrid's voice is playful with a mischievous undertone bubbling just under the surface. His tail swishes as he waits for an answer, tilting his head slightly and closing his eyes with a sweet smile that makes Joko feel like someone's just shot a weakness-tipped arrow straight through his heart.
"You must be seeing things." Joko huffs, sitting down on a bench he's set up outside his base. "Fuck off."
Cooper sticks his tongue out, laughing hysterically at the man's annoyance. He sits down next to him.
"Aw, come on," he says, shoving Joko softly. "It's okay, man."
Joko shoves him back, rolling his eyes. "Stop it, you absolute fucking goblin!"
"No, really! It's fine!" Cooper insists. "You don't need to be ashamed."
Joko looks away in embarrassment, not saying anything in response. "Why can't you ever just leave me alone?"
"Don't wanna." Cooper says simply, scooting closer until he's practically seated in Joko's lap. "That's no fun." He adds with a fake pout.
"Oh my god, can you two just fuckin' kiss already?" Mikey's voice catches Joko off-guard, and he jumps a little in his seat, while Cooper just laughs.
"Shut the fuck up!" Joko retorts.
The sheep man bursts into laughter. "Right, right, sorry!"
"No, please do continue, Mikey." Cooper says, voice crackling with amusement.
"Do not encourage him!" Joko yells. The fish hybrid ignores him.
"I'm not the one with a dude sitting in my lap right now." Mikey says. "If anything, I'm encouraging Cooper, not the other way around."
Whoever's encouraging who, I don't care, just leave me alone, Joko thinks. What's the fucking point of having an anti-bullying law if nobody follows it?
Cooper nods smugly, tail swishing back and forth with amusement. "Yeah!"
Joko sighs. "Get off me."
"Why?" Cooper looks at him with puppy-dog eyes. "You hate me?"
"Yes. Shoo."
Cooper pouts again, but he does as told, sitting back down next to Joko.
(Part of Joko's a bit disappointed that he gave in so quickly. The rational part of his brain is about ready to strangle said part of him.)
Joko shoots Mikey a death glare, but if the sheep notices it, he says nothing, stretching with a loud yawn.
"What's the agenda for today, boys?" He asks.
"...You're gonna help me with my base too, because I'm fucking tired of you morons."