Capture me a Mermaid

Tears in Mermaid Grotto

Agatha combed her hair with a sea shell, in her under water grotto.

Today was the first day in the past few weeks that Agatha didn't surface and sit on the rock in Mermaid Lagoon.

She didn't want to see Sophie or anyone. She wanted to be alone.

It felt like she was always wanting to be alone now days.

Agatha looked at her red eyes in the mirror.

Agatha's lip started to waver. And then it happened. Agatha burst into thousands of tears, and suddenly, she didn't want to be alone.

She wanted a shoulder to cry on. Any shoulder.

She zoomed out of the grotto and shot to the top of the water like a bullet. Salty tears stung her eyes as she swam to her sister and pulled he into a tight hug and cried on her shoulder. Like she had with Tedros 4 weeks ago.

"Aggie?" Sophie whispered. "What is it."

Agatha answered with more tears.

Sophie pulled away. "You can tell me, Agatha."

Looking into Sophie's eyes, it would be so easy to pore her heart out right then and there. But, she couldn't.

She didn't want Sophie to know, so that Sophie wouldn't try and comfort her about it. Though Sophie was always good comfort. Didn't want her knowing so that the memory could die. Be left in Camelot far, far away, where it could no longer hurt her.

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In Camelot (far, far away) Tedros snuck thought the castle corridor's like a ninja.

He heard the slash on chain mail from around the corner. He ducked behind a gold column, waiting for some to step out from around the corner.

He saw a flash of red hair, and the next second Tristan was pinning him to the column.

Tristan let go of him immediately. "Sorry, your highness, I thought you were an intruder-"

Tedros put his hand to Tristan's mouth.

"We need a boat."

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On the docks of Camelot, Tedros and Tristan snuck behind two barrels, out of sight of Hester and Anadil, guarding the boats.

Tedros leaned over to Tristan.

"I've got a plan." He whispered.

"A good one?" Tristan asked, remembering his master plan of shooting the sirens.

"Mmm, let's not get ahead of ourselves."

Tristan huffed and peered around the barrel, but when he looked Hester and Anadil weren't there.

His eyes widened as he turned back to Tedros.

"They're gone!"

Tedros frowned. "Did they rotate-"

"Not quite." Tedros looked up to see Hester pointing her spear at his neck and Anadil pointing hers at Tristan.

"Stand down." Tedros said, puffing his chest.

Hester and Anadil didn't move.

"I said sta-"

"We heard you, princey." Anadil snarled.

"But we ain't takin' orders from ya." Hester added.

"I see." Tedros said. In one swift motion he kicked the spear out of Anadil's hand so fast it sent them both flying into the water below .

Hester switched persons and dug her spear into Tristan's neck almost drawing blood. "One move and I'll-"

Whack!

Hester fell to the floor, revealing Nicola behind her, frying pan raised.

"Nicola?" Tedros and Tristan both said.

"The frying pan was my idea! I never get any credit." Hort grouched, coming up behind her.

"And we were the ones who got them!" Willam said, he and Bodgen sticking their heads out from behind another barrel.

"Why?" Tedros said.

"We're here to help you." Chaddick's voice said from behind them.

"How did you know we were-"

"Not a lot of things happen in this castle without me hearing about it." Chaddick bragged.

Tedros raised an eyebrow, knowing this was not the case.

Chaddick sighed. "Fine, the old wizard told me."

Tedros glanced up at the balcony of Gold Tower to see the wizard gazing down at them, silently wishing him luck on his new venture.