FranceXReader Mermaid in my Dreams

Chapter 6

Francis woke up an hour and a half later to the sound of Arthur coming into the house with Allistor. He sat up on the couch, letting the blanket fall off of him.

“So where’s the young lass you were talking about, Arthur?” Allistor said.

“She should be in the living room if she’s still asleep,” Arthur said.

(Name) started to wake up hearing Allistor and Arthur’s voices. She sat up on the couch and yawned softly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Arthur led Allistor into the living room, carrying a bag of girl clothes for (Name) to wear on his arms. “Ah, here she is. Allistor, this is (Name).”

“She seems fond of you, Francis,” Allistor said.

“She’s appeared in my dreams for the past couple of weeks,” Francis said, “And I met her at the beach last night. But now she doesn’t remember me or anything else really.”

“And you said she’s a mermaid, Arthur?”

“Well she was according to Francis, but someone was able to give her legs and erase her memory.”

“But who was it and why?”

“We have no idea, all we know is that we found her washed up on the beach before I went out to get you and shop for girl clothes.”

“Well maybe we can find something out while she’s here. What are you going to do about her tomorrow though? It’s gonna be the last day of school.”

“Yeah, I believe we’re just going to take her with us to school tomorrow.”

“How are you planning to do that? No one will know who she is and no one would believe that she’s a transfer student at the very end of the year.”

“Yes we’ve already thought about that.”

“Can we just focus on getting (Name) dressed?” Francis asked.

“Oh yes, sorry about that,” Arthur said. “Here.” Arthur took out a a pair of pajamas for (Name) to wear and gave the bag with the rest of her clothes to Francis. “She can wear these for tonight

(Name) looked at the clothes like they were some kind of foreign item. “What is this?” (Name) asked, turning the clothes at different angles while looking at them.

“Those are clothes (Name),” Francis said. “You wear them on your body like this.” Francis pointed at his own shirt and his cloak that he had draped over her.

(Name) looked at Francis’s shirt and then to his cloak before trying to put the shirt on over the cloak.

“Oh dear,” Arthur said.

“You might have to help the lass, Francey,” Allistor said. “Some mermaids don’t even know what clothes are to begin with so of course she would have trouble with this amnesia or not.”

“Oui,” Francis said as she removed his cloak from (Name) and refraining his eyes from her bare body.

“Here, you might need these too,” Arthur said as he picked a bra and a pair of female underwear from the bag. “Should I really rely on you to change her?”

“Hey! She’s depending on me to help save her life, the least I could do is help her get dressed.”

“Good luck then,” Allistor said, smirking snidely and trying to keep his laughter inside him.

Francis rolled his eyes and helped (Name) off of the couch. She stumbled onto the floor and would have surely fallen if Francis wasn’t there to catch her. “It seems you still have to get used to using your legs (Name),” Francis said.