Oh… so not only was he being poked… he was being scrubbed too? And just when he thought pale-face was nice and quiet and dumb it started making noises. Wilde One? Oh he’ll show you who’s wild…

The firecrab lifted its tail up and gave the noise a burst of fire towards his direction. Would’ve singed the hair out of those weird eyebrows too had he not forgotten that he was in his nice warm bath so the most that did was ripple the water and raise the temperature up several degrees.

”Oh hey… are you tootin?” the Ravenclaw snickered, watching the
water ripple before him. Although he could feel that the water warmed up considerably. He grabbed the soft washcloth and decided to use that to hold onto the creatures’ underside, wiping clean what he can while he worked on the shell with the brush.