Chapter 8

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"WHAT?!?!?!" My mom and I shouted at the same time. Everyone bursted in the room, asking me if I was okay.

The daughcter laughs, "I'm just kidding. But you're a mermaid."

"WHAT?!?!" We all shouted at once.

"Yup, that's why Thew was your only match," the dogter explained.

"Wait, I thought you guys were joking about the transplant," I said.

"We were, but you did lose a lot of blood and Thew was the only one with the same blood as you," Paii explained. Thew rolled up his sleeve to show the My Little Pony bandaid where they drew his blood.

"Wait so you're a mermaid?" I asked Thew.

"No, I'm a merman because toxic masculinity," he said.

"Oh okay... Wait why didn't my parents match? Mom... Dad... Am I adopted?" I asked.

They looked at each other.

"Honey," my mom started. "When you were a newborn the mermaid princess dropped you on our doorstep with the help of her 1/16 Wiccan best friend. An evil warlock was after you and cursed you to be human because he was in love with your father but hated your mother. She asked us to keep you safe and take care of you."

"Whack," I said. "Can I see her?"

My parents glance at each other again. My dad looks worried but my mom gives me a slight nod.

"She lives in the royal merpalace along the coastline of a beach in Australia. You'll have to go on a dangerous adventure to find her because where she lives is concealed so humans can't find it," my mom explains.

"So how will we find it if we're all human?" Mara asked.

"You're not though." Dad says. 

"I'm a merman, only half which is why I'm human right now." Thew says.

"How does that even work man?" Sofa asked.

"Don't worry about it," Thew said. "All you need to know is that I'll be able to uncover the palace for Dy."

"Only Dy?" Trash asked.

"She's the only other mermaid dumbass," Mara punched her.

"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go," I said and started to get up.

"Not so fast," the doctor said. He turned to me with an evil smile and pulled out a knife. Before I knew it, the hand with the knife in it was coming fast down towards me. Targeted to my heart.



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