Steampunk Seahorses And Something About Bees

Gal Pals

Carian knocked on Sillix's door with the heel of her large leather boot..

"Sillix! It's me, Carian! I need your help!" Carian yelled and continued lightly kicking the door. Sillix opened the door and led her in.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Sillix asked sweetly, knowing that Carian was upset.

"It's my lusus! She got hurt while fighting off raiders and I need your help! The royal engineer is gone and Jaykay can't get into the room where they keep all the extra parts and tools! I just want to help my family... please help me." Carian exclaimed, starting to tear up.

" Of course I'll help! Let me go get my tools and some gears!" Sillix responded . She hugged Carian and the large metal mass quickly before running off to grab said items. Carian pet her lusus' neck.

"Sillix is going to fix you... it's going to be alright." Carian murmured, trying to calm herself down more than her lusus. She quickly dried her tears as to not get liquids on her bronze lusus. Sillix ran back into the room with tools and gears grasped tightly in her arms.

"I should be able to fix her... I hope I can." Sillix muttered and began tweaking and replacing gears. "Just... a few... and... " Sillix whispered to herself and worked on making the bronze seahorse's steam powered heart stay strong and the steam circulating. Said seahorse slowly raised her head. "I did it!" Sillix gasped and hugged Carian's slender frame and the cold bronze of her adopted mother. Carian smiled and hugged back, the bronze seahorse smiles and curled her long segmented tail around them.

"I'm so happy you're alright!" Oh, thank you Sillix!" Carian squealed and squeezed them tightly in her grip, pigtails bouncing slightly, "I love you both so much!" Sillix laughed softly.

"Well, I'm going to put my tools away as well as these extra gears. I'll be back in a jiffy!" Sillix says with a smile and leaves to do just that. Carian jumps up and smiles brightly at her Lusus, pigtails bobbing.

"I'm so glad Sillix could fix you! I told you she's not that bad! Though she may take her jokes a bit far sometimes. She's trying to get better at knowing what's crossing the line. Just because she's poor doesn't mean she isn't talented. She can fix anything! Except emotional scars... but, that's depressing so I'm gonna stop talking about that. She's the one who made me that harpoon gun that I got for Christmas! She knows me so well! She even got the colors right! What's better than complementary colors! Nothing! Purple and yellow are perfect! The amount of pros about her outway the cons by a landslide! She's simply too perfect!" Carian rambled with her hands clasped together and a wide smile plastered on her face.

"That's a long list you've got there. How long have you been putting it together?" Sillix asked playfully, startling Carian and making her jump.

"Quite a while actually. Anytime you've been mentioned since you darlings first met." the now healthy seahorse snorted.

"морской конек мама!" Carian shouted in Russian, leaving Sillix with a confused expression and 'Seahorse Mom' snorting with laughter.

"That's a fairly short list for 10 years. Is it condensed?" Sillix questioned.

"That is the heavily abridged version, dear." Seahorse mom chortled despite Carian's protests.

"Shall we stop tormenting poor Carian?" Sillix proposed with a wide grin.

"I do suppose she's had enough." Seahorse Mom concurred, still giggling with Sillix. Carian huffed and stomped off.

"Oh, now we've done it." Sillix hisses and they set off to find her.