when the princess of the pacific waters gets into an argument with her father and mother, who never allows her to interact with humans, where will she end up when she finally makes a dash for it when her big opportunity strikes?
'you cant leave,'
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(sorry this has been taking so damn long, ive had a busy few days and ive been at sleepovers all weekend) •waverlys pov• i brush my teeth, have a shower and get changed into the pjs shyra let me borrow:
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i then go downstairs to make some coffee for me, hypemyke , jester and graphnix. i turn the kettle on and get the cups ready. i hear a bang on the door, 'hello?'its unusual for someone to knock on a door at this time, right? i grab a knife from the rack and hold it behind my back,' whose there?' theres a bang on the wall behind me, i spin around in a matter of milliseconds and put the knife infront of my face protectingly squinting ready to get attacked by whatever made the noises,' helloo?' the lights go off 'huh?' 'hello..' i hear a voice that sounds exactly like michels. 'michelll?' 'over here,' he says, his voice sounding like its coming from every single direction possible 'michel? you should be in bed ur sick..' 'keep going straight,' the voice says. i walk closer and closer to michel, well where i think the voice is coming from,' where are you michel?' i ask shakily.
'HERE!' he yells putting his hand on my mouth before i can yell for help,' shut up and stop squirming, you wont get out of my grip.' he smiles evily i struggle and gasp for breath as his grip gets tighter around my neck. ,' help-,'
•jesses pov• i need a drink but i dont really want to get out of my warm bed to go downstairs although i am thirsty- okay maybe maybe just maybe ill go downstairs okay yeah im going downstairs my throat hurts. i walk out my door and see michels door open but hes sleeping inside. maybe waverly is downstairs or something and forgot to close the door?
i walk downstairs and see a huge trail of red, coin smelling liquid on the floor. i yell, 'WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?' graphnix treads down the stairs sleepily,' what?' 'LOOK!' i yell practically down his ear. 'HOLY SHI-' he shouts,' whose do you think it is?!' 'what?' 'blood, whose blood do you think it is?' 'its not blood' i say even though i know the smell and look of blood and thats pretty accurate,' no way it cant be,' nick goes up to it and smells it up close, he gags,' DEFO BLOOD!' 'wait, WAVERLY?!' ' how do you know its waverlys?' ' i saw michels door open and just him in there. we did a 3am video and she said she was drained and she wanted to sle-' 'wait, you did a 3AM VIDEO?' 'yes?' i say 'WHAT DID YOU DO?' 'uh- we cut op-' michel walks down tiredly and still a bit pale,' huh?' he walks further down the stairs (8 steps) and sees the blood,' HOLY-' 'wheres waverly?' nick asks him quickly. 'huh? i thought she was with jesse,' he says 'she said she was drained after the video and went to bed right away,' 'she never came in?' 'did she not?!' •waverlys pov• i woke up with tape on my mouth around 10-19 minutes ago, im trying to untie the super tight ropes on my hands and legs rn but im struggling. the room is dark and damp, im scared the water will go on my legs and ill turn to my mermaid form. 'hello,' i hear a voice from behind me, i turn around,' 'i see your awake,'
