Summer Gardens Mobile Village

Vern topples into the water, and Dave grabs the city slicker in a vicious headlock. Sharks, attracted by the thrashing prey, turn and dash for Vern.

Vern, make an Athletics check to gain your bearings and swim back onto the trailer roof.

"Let me go, you masked ape! I only pushed him in as a distraction! If you don't let me go this will have been for nothing!" Stanley struggles against the masked man who clearly has a superior body for violence.

"What the faaa.... Vern is in the water, shark fins visible around him. Arms flailing, tendrils of fear snaking their way up his body. Fortunately, his glasses stay firmly affixed to his head as he tries to get back to the relative saftey of his trailer. Then he plans to kill the asshole in the suit.

Vern manages to climb up his wire-ladder and rolls onto the roof as a mako knives through the water where he was just a-threshin.

"See?!" Stanley shouts. "He's fine! I knew he would be fine, I pushed him close enough that he wasn't in real danger. But now the distraction is finished and the opportunity is gone. Are you happy now?"

Get him! Cletus encouraged the masked wrestler. El Diablo Fuego, tag me! I'll take out his legs! The kid skittered back and forth holding out a hand. Now Fuego and I are going to do a power bomb and then save my sister!

You're dumb, mister! Haven't you ever watched Shark Week? Divers use shark cages to be in the water. If the sharks get Vern then who's going to build the cage?

"Oh yeah, Cletus little buddy, tag in!" Dave says with gusto, laughing as he reaches for the kid, then double-downing on his hold once they touch hands. "We work together, we're going to win!"

El Diablo Fuego changes his hold to raise Jervis's arms above his head, exposing his midsection. "C'mon, wail on him! Teach him he can't throw Vern to the sharks on a whim!"

"Joooo-Weee!" Crawdad chimes in with his signature cajun yell, as the rasslin' match gets under way. "Cummon, El D! We be need'n to git ah moov ohn aun save Cletus' fine arse sisah, Thelma."

Dave and Cletus beat on Stanley for a few shots, winding him.

If you want to go all out and do actual damage, then rolls would be needed. If @nezzeraj wants to avoid this, then rolls be needed, otherwise we can narratively say it occurs.

Cletus slapped the wrestler's hand then moved back squaring off before bending at the waist with his arms dangling like an ape. Slightly swaying as his feet stomped against the metal roof, the kid doubled up his fist and took a couple of cheap shots to the stranger's midsection. Feeling powerful like a real man, Cletus finished with the line his uncle always said when he walloped someone, Don't start none, won't be none!

After Cletus gets in a few good shots, Dave shoves Stanley away from him, just shaking his head at the man before he welcomes Vern back up onto the roof of the trailer. "Yeah, Vern you didn't die! You showed them sharks, man, you're the guy!"

To Crawdad, the wrestler offers an enormous thumbs up.

Stanley lays on the top of the trailer getting his wind back. After they are done celebrating their meaningless victory he says, "At least I had a plan and took action. What are we going to do now?"

"That's right El Diablo Fuego! I made it. I'm aliiiive!" Looking at the suit, who he will never call by his name, he shouts, "A plan, was it? You were trying to kill me! Make me chum for sharks you was. You're lucky I don't brain you with this here....hells bells where's my God damn wrench?"

Crawdad returns the masked wrestler's gesture and crouches low on the top of Vern's rig. He peers over to see if it is even possible to make a play for his trailer.

"If'n ah hud ah pirogue, ah'd paduhl un out ahn git mah Bessie. Put sum hoes en dem dare sharks." He ponders aloud.

A gasping breath from two lots down, as a beautiful girl in an American flag bikini top breaks the surface of the water, along with a huge bubble of air. Cletus' sister, Thelma, screams as a shark beelines for her, but it is knocked away by her boyfriend who surfaces with her. He starts wrasslin' with the shark and she swims away, dragging a yellow ball of plastic and climbing up onto the trailer roof. The boyfriend disappears under the water, dragged under by the shark.

Cletus recognizes that she brought his inflatable dingy.

Vern scratches his head and looks for his prized wrench, all the while keeping an eye on the goings-on around him. He sees Thelma's boyfriend sink down beneath the water and shakes his head. He never liked him anyway. He figures she is better off without him. Still, he was a hero for swatting that shark away from her. He'd give him that.

But a boat! A means of escape had surfaced! "God damn! Is that a blow-up raft I'm seeing?"

THELMA! That's Thelma! Over here! Cletus waved his hands back and forth getting his sister's attention. Then the blood colored water where her stupid boyfriend use to be pooled behind Thelma and Cletus' face scrunched up. He didn't like him but he didn't exactly hate him either ... watching people get ate in real life was a little more messy than on TV.

What in tarnation is Thelma draggin' anyway? Hey! That's my blow up raft! Where did you even find it? I can't remember if it had a hole or not. The ginger scratched the spikes of his mullet as he tried to recall.

Crawdad's face lights up for the first time when he sees Thelma surface and make for the trailer they are all using for refuge. His face scrunches up as her beaux becomes fish food and he wonders in disbelief at the plastic object she is dragging along. "Whooo! Wat ah sight fur so eyez, Sha. Git aun up hare, gurl."

She tosses the dingy onto the roof and rolls onto her back, catching her breath. "Dagnabbit, Cletus what the fuck did you do? I told you not to leave the milk out, dinn' I?"