Lake Rodney the story of small pox and barf face

Fin snorted at his comment. Tall Pox. He righted it soon enough by declaring his actual name, but Fin couldn't help but smirk at that. She knew what he was trying to do, but he would always be Smallpox to her.

His question intrigued her, and she studied him thoughtfully for a second before smirking again. "I didn't know first class bear-biters needed advice," she quipped, chuckling. "Ah man, you were such a little asshole..." Her head tilted slightly as she returned her thoughts to the issue he'd presented. A mass bear eradication mission... this was a new one.