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Welcome back to the Scooters, friends. We are reaching a Critical Point in the story and I think you know which one I mean. *eye emoji*
Let's get on with it!
 
 

Listen y'all. I know Island Paradise was a glitchy, buggy, un-optimised mess but the one edge it has on Island Living is the underwater lots. That shit was *chef's kiss* MINT. The rabbit-hole style diving in Island Living is...uninspired.

I went with discourse as a caption for this picture because idk whose toes these are #lol



I suppose it's now also Toro's job to spray the island's wild crops with harmful pesticides...?

Toro: There's a lot about my job that quite frankly doesn't make sense but...I did sign all my daddy's money away. So.


Love that you can go fishing right from the canoe. I think that's very rustic.

Landon: You fishes think you were safe from me that far into the lagoon? Mistaken.


Toro: Lando, I'm loving the hair-down look.

Landon: Thanks? I...always wear my hair like this whenever I go swimming.

Toro: Do you? I just noticed. It looks cute.

Landon: ...th...thanks...?


Absolutely choked that a Conservationist such as Toro needs to write reports and submit them electronically but that doesn't mesh well with living OTG. So he went to the beach bar in Ohanʻali Town to do some work.

Toro: What about me, and MY needs?


Heyyyy it's ole Randy!

Randy: Hello, Toro.

Toro: Hey, Mrs. Scoot! How's the day?

Randy: It's going well. Today for lunch I had a delicious Bavarian pretzel, similar to the one I'm going to turn you into if you keep fucking with my son.

Toro: Uh--?!


That night they both went to the same bar. Just to do something fun for once. There is only just the one in all Sulani, after all.

Landon: Titties out because we're feeling sultry and cute :-)


Toro's pounding them back for some reason tonight.

Toro: Bartender...! One liquid courage pleezenthangkyouuuu.


They started walking back to their canoe at the end of the night, talking as they went along.

Toro: Stop right there. Stop.

Landon, aggravated: Toro, what?

Toro: Hey...no angry me. I just wanted to tell you you're cute!

Landon: Thanks? Toro, I'm pretty tired. Can we just head back?


Toro: Don't be mad, Lando... I just...I've never seen you in this light before. Or maybe I did. I dunno.

Landon: "Maybe you did"? What's that supposed to mean?

Toro: Fuck, I dunno anymore. I thought if I just started talking, it'd turn easier to say it. But I'm fucked up.

Landon: You had a lot to drink.

Toro: Yeah, and I think I'm in love with you.

Landon: T--Toro, shut up. You're not.

Toro: No, no, think about it! You're the first one I thought of when I wanted to build my house. It beat me up more to leave you behind for six years than to find out Victoria was cheating on me. It's all there! (gasp) It was all there.


Landon: You're drunk, and you're heavily emotional from breaking up with Victoria. That's it.

Toro: Come ooooooon, you don't feel the same? Huh? Come on, Lando. Let's just do it. Let's be together. I love you.

Landon, furiously blushing: Toro Katalunan, you are so stupid!

Toro: I loooooooooove you.

Landon: Shut up!! Oh my god. Okay, we are going home.

Toro: To our hoooome.

Landon: Ughhhhh!!! I am not talking to you until morning!


And when morning came, that was when Landon decided it was time to talk to Toro again.

Landon: Toro...?

Toro, spluttering: Huh? Whozzat? Who's there?!

Landon: It's Landon, I.... Thought I'd come find you.

Toro: Oh. Have you come to accept my offer to be my boyfriend?

Landon: Are you still on about that?

Toro: Uh, yeah? I didn't forget about it once I became sober. You thought I was saying all that just because I was drunk?

Landon: I...I thought....


Toro: Don't think...feel. What do you say?

Landon: (laughs) Yes. You big dumb idiot.

Toro, grinning: Get over here.

Landon: I'm wet...! Ah, what the hell.


And I oop :~~~~~~~~~~~)


Whenever I see a trash plant, I know I have fucked up...but hey! At least it counts as an invasive species for me to spray!

Toro, gagging: This shouldn't even be POSSIBLE


Landon ran into that litterbug too.

Litterer: You gonna threaten me too, flower boy?

Landon: No, but if I were you, I'd keep your home address at 62 Toronga Drive with the bright blue sedan more of a secret in case something bad happens over there. I'm just saying. As as concerned third party.

Litterer: ...what the fuck


Well, guess there's no longer a need to have two single beds.

Because these two are official now.

Hell. Yeah. Let's. 𝒢𝑒𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉


Takeo Nishimura: Son, I am very glad you and Landon have stopped playing around and became official.

Toro: Dad, what do you mean?

Takeo: Don't "what do you mean" me, kid. You two have been glued to hip since we moved to Sulani the first time! I say, it's about time.

Toro: (groan) You're so EMBARRASSING, STOP.

{A/N: Not me giving up the ruse that the Katalunans have moved to Japan lol. Let's just pretend they moved back to Sulani.}


Something about this doesn't seem safe.

Toro: It'll be fine. I'm a trained prof--


Toro: OH GOD MY EYES OH GOODDDDDD IT GOT IN MY EYESSSSS


Another day, another report about some other kinda bullshit.

Landon: (strumming gently)

Toro: That's actually nice, baby. Can you keep going? Add some lyrics to it?

Landon: Sure. (gentle strumming) Gobble me swallow me drip down the side of me quick jump out before you let it get inside of me--


They went to a communal pit barbecue in Ohanʻali Town, same as Toro's ex Victoria.

Landon, very loudly: HOW ARE YOU FINDING THE FOOD, MY BEAUTIFUL MONOGAMOUS BOYFRIEND?

Toro: Pretty good.

Landon: EXCELLENT I AM GLAD AND ALSO I AM DATING YOU.


Okayyyy Miss Toro don't think I missed the new decor hanging on the side of the house!

Toro: Just to show everyone that Here Be Gays, y'know?


OH BABY WE DID IT! Mua Pelʻam is in her full, beautiful glory! That's one of Toro's goals squared away!


Toro: We did it!! We really did it!

✔ (1/2) Restore Mua Pelʻam to pristine quality


To celebrate, Toro invited his family over for a get-together! And SHOCKINGLY enough, Miss Iro Katalunan actually dressed herself in a coordinating outfit?! Love that for her.

Toro: Mom! You made it!

Iro: But of course, baby. You did an excellent job of the place.


Also I'd meant to address this sooner, but story progression decided Iro and Takeo were gonna have another child. So...meet Toro's oopsie-sister Shana, who is a teenager now.

Shana Katalunan: I wasn't invited to the lore but I'm here anyway :~)


I'm screaming y'all, Iro is the only one that looks remotely put together. This whole goddamn family is goofy-looking.

Iro: Ugh...I simply cannot be seen with you.


Of course Landon's moms came too. Because I don't think they have lots of time left :(

Landon: Thanks for coming, mom!

Collin: Of course, baby. This island looks so much nicer than when you two started. I'm happy for you both!


Now that's the sign of a successful party: a dangerously unstable stack of dinnerware at the end of the night.

Toro: Glad everyone else liked the adobo because I fuckin didn't.


Ahhh, that telltale blue algae. The sign of a job well done, and a cleanup effort well-paid off.

Toro: If I only have one corner of the world to live in...I hope I never stop giving back to it.


And now, for a beautiful flower shower from the canoe sail. To celebrate.


**✿❀ ❀✿**


That same night, another soul in a similar canoe drifted by, scattering her flowers into the wind.

Red-haired woman: (humming, vocalising) ...he kaitiaki...he taonga, he tipua...


Red-haired woman: (singing softly to herself)

...

Thank you...human.

**✿❀ ❀✿**
 
Lady, who even are you? Why are you so ~mysterious~? I guess we will find out in due time. See y'all next time friends! byeeee

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