Day 7: Legends and Monsters
Damn, I’m actually really sad that this is over. I really enjoyed this more than I thought I would. To the person who made this, if you’re reading this, please make more events like this! (And maybe longer, if it’s not too much trouble?)
Also! I know that mermaid!Seychelles is super cliche at this point, but I couldn’t resist. Also also, this fanfiction is kind of an experiment. I’m testing out a new writing style. What do you guys think of it?
It had been years since Seychelles had seen anyone from the human world. Not because she stayed underwater, oh no. She spent as much time in the sun as possible. But rumours of sharks at the beach near her home had driven most tourists away. Of course, Seychelles knew better. There hadn’t been a single shark sighting in decades. But, unfortunately, no one asked her opinion on the matter, and she just had to grumble about it alone.
Sighing, she sat on a rock and started to weave little flowers into a few braided strands of seaweed to form a sort of crown, though it really more resembled a belt. She always cut the pieces too long…
She threw the braid back into the water with an irritated huff. Now she had to start over. By now, though, she had lost all interest in braiding and instead simply decided to lean back against the rock and sunbathe. The warm rays of the sun felt glorious on her chilled skin, and as long as she kept her tail submerged, she could stay like this all day, if she wanted to. The notion was tempting, she had to admit.
As she basked in the warm air, she gazed almost lazily over to the beach, her field of vision gliding evenly over the golden sand. When it caught sight of a human, though, it suddenly came to an abrasive stop. “Oh… oh my god…” Seychelles’ eyes lit up and she dove back into the water to swim closer to the shore. She wanted a closer look.
On the beach, Iceland ambled across the sand with a heavy sigh. Norway had dragged him on this stupid “family vacation”, but to him, it wasn’t really a vacation at all. It was far too hot, the crowds were too noisy, and he was constantly on edge thinking about all of the work he’d have to catch up on when he got home.
Eventually, he found a soft dune to sit on and leaned back. Even if the beach was just as hot as anywhere else, at least it wasn’t crowded. In fact, it was completely silent. Iceland was the only one there. Or so he thought.
A sudden splash from a few feet away startled Iceland out of his heat-fuelled haze and his eyes darted around. “Who’s there?!” He hadn’t seen anyone else enter the beach, and there was only one gate to get in…
The splashing continued, though, and Iceland stared at the water as a shadowy figure slowly rose to the surface. Oh god, was this really how he was going to die? Alone on a beach?
When the figure hit the surface, though, Iceland almost laughed out loud. It wasn’t some terrifying sea creature. It was just a girl.
“I’m sorry, did I scare you?” The girl smiled and looked up at him with the biggest brown eyes Iceland had ever seen.
“I-I… no, it’s fine. I was just being dumb…” He smiled awkwardly and kicked the sand below his feet. “Uh… I just didn’t see you come in.”
“Come in?” Seychelles tilted her head to the side in surprise at the comment. “Come in where? Oh! You mean come in the beach.”
“I… yeah.” The man seemed so confused… “You… there’s only one gate, so I thought I’d see you either on the beach or coming in after me…”
“Oh, there is more than one entrance, though.”
Seychelles giggled and flicked some water at him. “From the ocean, silly.” She propped herself up a rock to get a better look at him, revealing her shimmering golden tail for the first time.
“What? Haven’t you ever seen a mermaid before?”
“Of course I haven’t!” The man’s cheeks were flushed red. “I-I mean- Not that there’s anything bad about it! I just didn’t know they were real, that’s all.”
“Oh, we’re certainly real.” Seychelles shook her head and giggled again. It was kind of adorable how clueless he was.
“Are…” The man swallowed thickly. “So are there more of you? Like… are mermaids common around here?”
“Hm… I wouldn’t say common, but not uncommon, either,” Seychelles shrugged, “But anyways, I’m not interested in talking about that. I want to know more about you! What’s your name?”
“Iceland! A pleasure to meet you.” Seychelles took his hand with a grin and squeezed it, her magic sending a tingling sensation all the way up his arm. It was quite a formal greeting for her kind, she knew, but she also kind of wanted to show off her abilities to this stranger.
Iceland’s eyes widened at the sensation and he stared at her for a moment. What the hell was going on?! “I-I… what did you just do?”
“Oh, nothing much. It’s just a greeting. I gave you a bit of energy.” As nervous as Iceland was, the girl had such a sweet, genuine smile, he couldn’t help but feel a bit more at ease around her.
“Oh… so… you know my name. Now what’s yours?”
Iceland nodded slowly and took a moment to just fully take in the creature before him. She was gorgeous. Her hair was only a slightly deeper shade of brown than her skin, and that stark contrast with her almost glowing tail was truly something to behold.
“Is something wrong?” Seychelles tilted her head to the side. “You’re staring at me like I’ve got the plague.”
“O-oh! Sorry. You’re just… pretty, I guess,” Iceland mumbled, his cheeks growing even redder.
“Oh! I… thank you!” She seemed genuinely taken aback… “Well, Iceland, what brings you to this beach alone?”
The time seemed to fly by as Iceland just sat and spoke with the beautiful mermaid. Even if at first he was uncomfortable, he slowly grew accustomed to the concept, and before long, it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world. He didn’t even realize how much time had passed until Seychelles pointed out that the sun was setting.
“You should probably go now,” she said quietly.
“I… yeah. I guess so… But… Seychelles, can I…?” Iceland cleared his throat. “Could I come visit you again? Maybe tomorrow?”
Seychelles’ eyes lit up at the proposition. “I would love that, Iceland.” Carefully, she climbed up onto the rock to gain a little more height and leaned forward, pressing her damp lips against Iceland’s cheek. “I’ll see you then?”
Iceland’s face exploded with heat at the kiss. For a moment, he seemed to lose the ability to speak, but somehow, he managed to squeak out a quiet, “Yes, I’ll see you!”
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