**Chapter 7: Octopus 🐙 **
The next morning, Cytherea is able to get up a lot easier, feeling rested for once. After getting dressed, she heads down to the bar. Shakky seems to be making breakfast, and it smells like cinnamon and apples. Cytherea is smiling; Shakky knows how much she enjoys fruit. To be helpful while Shakky is in the kitchen, Cytherea makes coffee for the three of them, figuring Rayleigh is still in bed.
After the coffee is done, she goes to sit in her normal spot at the bar. In front of the spot is a box. Cytherea is confused for a moment, then Shakky walks out of the kitchen carrying fried apple dumplings for breakfast. She tells the white-haired girl, "Rayleigh had to take care of a few things, but he left that for you."
Cytherea opens the box to find a set of headphones and a music dial. She plugs it in and starts the first song. It begins with a violin playing a melody she sang last night. It's a beautiful rendering of the song, and then the voice starts to sing. It's Jiji. Cytherea is shocked and looks at Shakky for an explanation. The older woman replies, "Apparently, it was a running joke the Rogers Pirates had. When Jackson Burner left the crew to help your mother raise you and your sister, he gave everyone on the ship a dial of him singing, 'In case they forgot how good he was.' Rayleigh said the whole crew was so pissed when they heard it because his singing was beautiful. He never sang like that on their adventures together, and it was just to annoy everyone."
Cytherea feels tears coming down again, but she laughs anyway because that was how her Jiji was; he would tease and make fun of anyone he cared about. She lets her tears fall freely as she starts the song over and listens.
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After that, she listens to it while falling asleep. She also starts getting other songs added to the dial. Soon, she has a massive music collection, but it works. She is able to fall asleep listening to her grandfather singing to her again. That meant she had more energy; she could keep food down. She even started gaining major muscle and getting taller. Another six months go by, and Cytherea has been free for a year now.
Rayleigh, Camie, Hatchan, and Pappag all come to visit to throw her a little party. They even bring her little gifts to celebrate how far she has come. Cytherea is quiet at first, not used to being the center of all the attention. She does give a forced smile because she can understand that they are trying.
Suddenly, a drink is in her hand. "Drink up, Bean; it's a party!" Rayleigh is standing in front of her, smiling and holding his own glass. Cytherea sips the drink and gags a little. "Bean, this is some fine whiskey; there is no reason for that face." Cytherea thinks that Uncle Rayleigh already had a few, so she sighs, thinking this has to be better than the last time she drank as a teenager. She tilts the glass back, letting the liquid rush down her throat. The small party cheers at the action... Unfortunately, that is the last thing Cytherea remembers.
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<Author's note: Before any of my three readers come at me, they are both beings that can make their own choices. Don't judge my lemon; besides, I only mention it really and don't give too much detail. Besides, think about suction cups all over you; hmm, the two are just friends and friends help each other with their freestyle.😘 If it's not your style you can skip to the next chapter. You won't miss any plot points>
The sun was too bright, and her body was too heavy. Yet she knew that she had to move because there was something warm and wet lying against her back. There were arms wrapped around her-six of them. Oh no, Cytherea thought to herself, "Hatchan," she whispered. She tried to wiggle out of the Fishman's hold. It was no use; he suction-cupped her with his tentacle-like arms. "Plan B then," she said with a sigh.
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