𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ; 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝

TWENTY SIX

In order to find out what's wrong with the ocean, they had to go to Tragic's Mick magic shop, hoping he had something that could help.

"You don't look like a Walrus" Niko tilted her head in confusion while she looked at Mick "He was a walrus but something happened to him" Frances told Niko, although Frances didn't believe Mick was actually a walrus, Niko believed him entirely. "Oh.. okay.." Niko nod her head slowly with her eyes glued onto Mick.

"See anything?" Charles walked besides Frances who looked at all the jars on the brown shelves "Nope" She said, popping out the 'p' "Hmm,look at that" Charles pointed at a clear jar with a white broken up skull inside of it,full with water "That's pretty cool" Frances admitted, she turned the glass around and saw a name "A veteran." Frances looked up at Charles before looking at Crystal

"What is the measure for measure part? Music?" Crystal asked, thinking music could fix the ocean voices "You think music is gonna kill it?" Charles chuckled at Crystal's suggestion, not thinking It would work. "Why couldn't it? I mean this world is full of random shit like talking cats, so why can't music work for a talking ocean?" Charles shrugged his shoulders at Frances question "its a bit random, yeah?"

Edwin walked up to Mick with a white piece of paper with musical symbols on it, but Mick quickly snatched it from his grip "You don't want that. It's cursed. Attracts evil seagulls." He explained why the music sheet was bad before slamming it on the counter "Now, What are you trying to kill?" Frances looked at Edwin before he spoke "It's a sea monster." He informed Mick with a unamused facial expression 

"Sea monster.. what is it like?" Mick questioned, wanting to know all the details. "We're not too sure what it looks like but we know it makes people hear voices." Frances answered him, causing him to hum. "Follow me"

Everyone followed the walrus man, he ended up in an area full of books. He grabbed a large brown book and opened it up to a page with a large fish printed inside. 

"Hearing you describe her, I'd say it's Angie you're looking for." Frances squinted her eyes and step forward, taking a better look. Angie was a very large angler fish with the sharpest teeth you'll ever see. "she sends out a feeling of yearning with her light, and people fill in the blanks with whoever they miss. Have any one of you guys heard a voice?" Everyone slowly looked at Frances before she raised her hand up "I heard a voice of my dead brother" She answered truthfully, sadness filling her voice after remembering her brother's tragic death.

Mick nod his head before continuing "Angie is uh shy. Rare she'd be above the water. Keeps to herself. Certainly doesn't deserve to be murdered by the likes of you." Frances sighed loudly at Mick defending the fish, maybe they both were friends when he was a walrus? 

"Angie is killing people. She nearly killed Frances." Frances could feel Charles worried eyes on the back of her skull, he still felt like Frances would try to jump off from the lighthouse, making him over protected of her. 

"Not her fault she has to eat." Edwin cut off Mick "The washer woman-" Mick pointed at Edwin, a confuse expression plastered on his face "you- you saw the washer woman?" Mick looked down at the floor with his breath getting fast "I've been looking over 50 years" Mick admitted. "For the lady? Why?" 

"So she can tell me how I can turn back into a walrus, but she only shows up for those whose need is... great enough...." He froze "How did you conjer her?" He desperately asked, he needed to talk to the washer woman, he needed to turn back into his original self. "I just found a piece of sea glass, to be honest." Niko dug in her bright red jacket before taking out a green sea glass she found on the beach. Niko happily gave Mick the green sea glass, hoping it could let him see the washer woman or something similar. "Green represents emotional stability." Frances watched the sweet moment with a small smile on her face, Niko was way too nice to people, maybe Frances was a tad bit jealous.

"Not that its any of my business, but maybe you just need to put Angie back to sleep instead of killing her." He looked at the green sea glass in his hands as he walked back to his wooden chair "We need a music box" Crystal said before running off to Mick, Niko and Edwin following him.

"I don't see any music thing" Frances said while looking through the shelves, only seeing wooden structures, bones and other weird stuff "Me neither-" Charles stopped talking, making Frances glance over to him "what?" She walked over to the curly boy, he held up something that was shaped like a ball and was shinny "what's that?" She tapped the shinny item with her index finger, making a weird noise.

"It plays music." They both looked at each other before telling everyone about the discovery "What is that?" Crystal raised her dark eyebrow while glaring at the item "Superstition sailors would use them to calm the seas. It plays music, yeah?" Charles looked at Mick "It plays a lovely sound, very loud. But she's very big so you still want to get it as close as you can"  

A/N

Not my best chapter :( the internet was glitching the whole time and I'm kinda tired and have TONS of school work :(maybe next chapter will be better w more Frances and Charles?!? 

Also I have a graphic shop so if you wanna request a cover you know where to go >:D