The Little Merman (part 1)

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  (Y/n) POV 

My men and I were out sailing on this beautiful day. The birds were flying and the dolphins were swimming all around.

"Isn't this great?" I asked the men that were sailing with me. "The salty sea air, the wing blowing in your face... a perfect day to be at sea.

"Oh yes." Grimsby said while leaning over the side of the boat. "Delightful."

"A fine strong wind and a following sea." One sailor spoke up. "King David must be in a friendly type mood."

"King David?" I questioned.

"Why, ruler of the merpeople, lad." A second sailor answered. "Thought every good sailor knew about him."

"Merpeople!" Grimsby said as though he didn't believe it. "(Y/n), pay no attention to this nautical nonsense."

"But it ain't nonsense, it's the truth." The sailor argued. "I'm tellin' you, down in the depths o' the ocean they live."

I rolled my eyes at this nonsense. After finishing our talk about the 'merpeople', we began to focus on sailing again.

Brian POV

My fish friend and I went towards the sunken ship.

"Brian, wait for me." Brock called out to me.

"Brock, hurry up." I told him.

"You know I can't swim that fast." He said as he caught up to me.

"There it is." I said, referring to the ship. "Isn't is fantastic?"

"Yeah... sure... it- it's great." Brock stuttered. "Now let's get outta here."

"You're not getting cold fins now, are you?" I teased him.

"Who, me? No way. It's just, it, uh... it looks damp in there." Brock made up an excuse. "Yeah. And I think I may be coming down with something. Yeah, I've got this cough."

Brock began to fake cough.

"Alright. I'm going inside. You can just stay here and watch for sharks." I said and swam inside.

"OK. Yeah, you go. I'll stay and... what? Shark! Brian!" I heard Brock yelled. "Brian... I can't... I mean. Brian help!"

I looked back at Brock, who had gotten stuck when he tried to fit through the hole.

"Oh, Brock." I said and went to him.

"Brian, do you really think there might be sharks around here?" Brock whispered.

"Brock, don't be such a guppy." I told him.

"I'm not a guppy." He said as I pulled him free. "This is great. I mean, I really love this. Excitement, adventure, danger lurking around every corn- AAAHHHHH! Brian!"

I heard a huge crash, then I was knocked down. I looked over and saw a freaked out Brock.

"Oh, are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah sure, no problem, I'm okay..."

"Shh." I interrupted him.

Something silver caught my attention. It almost looked like my dad's trident.

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Have you ever seen anything so wonderful in your entire life?" I asked Brock as I showed it to him.

"Wow, cool. But, uh, what is it?" He asked.

"I don't know." I answered. "But I bet Scuttle will."

I put the magnificent object in my bag.

"What was that? Did you hear something?" Brock asked.

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