Dead Gorgeous (Mori Calliope x OC) A Hololive Fanfic *Completed*

[SEASON 2] Chapter 17

"And get this! Clay actually kicked me out of his place!"

"Like I said, you trespassed! Even a saint would get mad over something like that!"

"I had a ticket!"

"It's an apartment! Not a hippodrome!"

This wasn't an oh-so resplendent Monday but today was the day we'd be going to Atlantis.

Yes, that ancient island that's been surmised to be a place the gods of old folklore did not have concord with so they sunk it down and never let it see the surface ever again.

Initially, we were still above the sea and not in some sort of antediluvian carriage being transported to the aforementioned destination. Legends and records wrote that it was nestled in a veneer of nebulous tides and never-ending fishes embellishing its exterior as a barrier.

Antiquated accounts foretold it was simply a mirage no ordinary human could see and that it was only used to prove a point in philosophical context.

I had thought of guys like Neptune or Aquaman but Gura in all her baggy jeans-and-yellow-jacket-glory insisted her father was no other than Poseidon. I couldn't really believe it but her expression was staid and all the qualifications for that were benign.

She was indeed a former resident of the sea. She was the only person to own a trident in HoloMyth HQ and while I had yet to concede of her superhuman physical prowess, I had already witnessed a shadow of her true form come to life as big as a building. At this point, it was a given I automatically adhere to her words.

When everyone of us was already prepared to accompany our shark friend to visit her home, we went to a covert place Gura routed just last night for a straight path to Atlantis. An alleyway wasn't exactly the most secretive place.

When do you see five girls in broad daylight enter a sewer passage and understand the context?

We came face-to-face with a sewer hole. Kiara, who was already flapping her hands readied her voluble scolding, squawking and daring to turn herself into a chubby bird. "Gura! We just bought these clothes! They're gonna get stinky when we get in there! Another alternative would be nice!"

Sure enough, everyone dressed up for the occasion. If one visited their friend's parents, fashion choice was integral and eclectic. This was a clandestine experience only reserved for nonmortals yet here I was, in a simple black shirt and trunk shorts showing my calves and some slippers I bought off Amazon. A fun benefit of ordering online was buying cheap stuff but the downsides still bore some acrimonies.

"Hot wings, you're visiting Atlantis. It's not exactly a place of sanitary condition or cleanliness." Gura waved off Kiara's complaint and proceeded to be nimble in taking off the metal cover of the hole, hopping down in a jiffy as her voice swirled and echoed into nothingness. "You should've worn scuba-equips if you're that worried!~" she giggled into the darkness, making Kiara huff like a bull. "Trust meeee! We'll be there right away!"

Ina placed her hands on Kiara's shoulders. "We don't want to be surly around the sea-folk when we get there about our clothes~ We agreed to support our friend so let's give it our best, mkay?"

Amelia, Kiara, and Ina already dived in afterward, leaving me and Calli stuck in-place and the last ones to descend. But before that even happened, we looked at each other and I didn't know what to do. Were we sizing each other up? If so, it was an unfair match-up. Calli could freeze anyone in sight and force them to do her bidding. She dressed like a gang leader while I owned flip-flops.