Well, just another day, right? Hopefully this one would be more interesting. What happened yesterday? Oh, right. He saw a fish. It was a pretty fish, but not an interesting fish. Not enough to peak his curiosity.
Sitting in the corked bottle, Galeno was not at all a very happy Pycon. He hugged his knees to his chest, resting his chin on his forearms. This was not adventure. This was not fun. At all. The only thing Galeno had to entertain himself was that paper the man who stuffed him in the bottle left. "Free to a good home" it said. That insulted the Pycon very much- he was most definitely worth more than the price of nothing!
Galeno noticed that the water had become shallower, the floor a white dappled green. Where did that mean he was? He wasnt a very good navigator. He knew up and down, and left and right. That was it.
Spotting a flash of white and silver beneath him, Galeno jumped, jostling the bottle in the water a bit. He got on his hands and knees, peering into the water. That must have been one big fish. And- there it was again! Wait... Was that... Clothing? The three-inch Homunculus tilted his head, and blinked. Where was he? No matter. He wanted to get out of the bottle. But, then, the waves began getting choppier. The Pycon fell backwards a bit in the bottle as it bobbed in the waves. Looking up through the water-splattered glass, he saw... A boat. A boat! He could call for help! Oh, wait. He was three inches tall. That wasn't happening. Galeno didn't want to get sucked under a boat! He sunk!
So, he knocked his hardest on the bottom of his confinement frantically, hoping to get attention.