prompt; poison
fandom; wadanohara and the great blue sea
word count; 153
The shimmering treasure chest that lay in front of the group was itching to be opened. Memoca, as curious as ever, desired to know what riches awaited within. The previous cases all contained something valuable, something helpful for their quest to save the sea, so everyone would've expected the same from the peculiar box.
The seagull was quite energetic and happy as always, even more so when she was accompanied by her friends. Having the honor of unraveling its contents first, she swung open the chest with her fragile feathers.
"SHWAAAAAAAACK!"
A mysterious bottle remained, though eye-catching enough for Memoca to take, lightly shaking the liquid inside before taking a long sip.
"W-Wait! Memoca that's--!" Wadanohara shouted, her eyes dilating in fear as she was too late to stop her seagull-friend from consuming the drink.
"Huh? Wadda, what's--"
Everything seemed to be a blur. And just like that, her consciousness was slipping away.
