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I took a prompt from @beckyu hehehe and to spice things up, Tommy's also a baby siren
"Tommy, stay." Tommy looked at his parents in confusion. Although calling them parents was an overstatement. "Why?" "Because Tommy, the river is no place for such a tiny fish. Now stay." He stared at the deep trench in front of him. "Will you be back?" Tommy saw the way the different members of his pod flinched. "Sure Tommy. Just stay here and don't go into that trench." Tommy nodded happily. He waved bye as the other mers left him. They would come back!
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It's been a few years since the great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit was left on the sea cliff. And he was surely alive! Albeit he had run out of things to eat yesterday, and was seriously debating on eating the sand until that was gone too. He really didn't have a place to sleep, opting to just lay on the sand instead. Although he certainly wasn't the naive child he was back then, and accepted the fact that his pod wouldn't come to get him again. But he didn't care, and he definitely wasn't lonely. Nope. Instead he busied himself with the sand, throwing it in the air and digging his tail in it. The sand had a funny texture that always cheered Tommy up. The sun beat down on his back as he decided to take a nap to ignore the warning his stomach gave with the painful growl he felt. So he slept.
He didn’t know how long he slept for, but he didn’t feel refreshed. He stretched his fins and limbs, groaning as his back popped. He floated back down onto the sand, staring out at the now empty clearing. There was seaweed before, but Tommy had scared away any of the fish he could’ve used for food, so he ate the plants instead. Something cold brushed his shoulder, and he popped up, eyes targeting the body of a fish, somehow freshly killed. He reached out and grabbed it, looking it over. Didn’t look terrible, Tommy could probably get away with eating it. So he did. The fish tasted like pure sugar to Tommy as he munched happily. There wasn’t blood when he woke up, so he assumed that the poor unlucky fish had hit the edge of the trench and was pushed his way with the current. Tommy didn’t care, he was just happy to have something to eat! He decided to go for a swim as the activity for the day, so he looked around as he swam. Nothing new sadly, just sad and an occasional piece of coral. He was sad now, he wanted to see something new, but nothing was there. He went back to his spot in the sand. At this point, any mer–or fish for that matter– would have the common sense to swim away, but he didn’t. Tommy didn’t know why either, was his mind still hoping that his pod would come back for him? Or maybe he just didn’t feel that lucky. Whatever the reason, the pure loneliness of the boy was sinking in, and he felt hopeless.
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Tommy woke up again, although he didn’t remember going to sleep. Oh well. He stretched yet again, his tail sore from his adventure yesterday. His gaze was caught as something on the ground shimmered in the sunlight. It got his attention as he swam towards it. He pulled it out of the sand, and held it up. A shiny shell! But it wasn’t here yesterday, had it been covered in sand before? He didn’t care, because now he had a treasure! He swam back to his nest in the sand, putting the shell down next to his sleeping area. Then something else shine caught his attention. Another dead fish? More food! He floated over, picking it up. Must’ve hit the trench like yesterday’s fish. Was there a school nearby that was stupid or something? Eh, he wasn’t going to complain, free food! He bit it again, although this fish tasted different this time. It was even sweeter! That meant it was fresher than the last one from yesterday. Tommy was too excited now. Maybe he wouldn’t starve! He finished the fish, and got curious, so he peaked out from over the edge of the trench. He stared down at the pitch black abyss below with curiosity, gasping as he saw little dots of light. They were all green and white, so maybe it was a large pack of that type of glowing jellyfish that his pod had talked about once. There were two larger jellyfish, glowing a stunning green. Tommy eventually got bored, so he swam back to his nest. He grabbed the shell he found earlier, hugging it tightly as he fell asleep again.
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The sun felt so good as Tommy awoke. He stretched again, no longer feeling tired or sore now that he had good food. There was another shiny thing in the sand again, so he swam over. It was in the exact same spot that the other shell was, so he wondered why he hadn’t seen it. He didn’t know what that meant, but he picked it up. No sand on it again. This didn’t seem right, normally he would have to brush away the sand. He looked around cautiously, before turning and swimming back to his nest. He noticed another fish, further than the others, and on the edge of the trench. He set his new shell down carefully, and slowly swam to the fish. He looked it over, suddenly noticing the way the fish was looking. Almost like it had been squeezed to death. He looked around, wondering just what could’ve done this. He sniffed it, and took a bite, deciding that it wasn’t poisoned. That’s okay, right? He didn’t finish it as quickly, constantly looking around to see if something was going to attack him. When he was done, he swam upwards, trying to find any currents nearby that he could swim in to escape, but there was nothing. He surfaced, looking for any signs of humans. Also nothing. So what was messing with him?
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He woke up early today, seeing no shell in the sand ahead. Maybe it’s a good thing- Water brushed over him in a massive current from above, so he looked up. What the f***. A massive arm was reaching over him, placing a shell that was way too small for it to hold in the sand ahead. Where the other two had been. He used the currents the hand created as it moved back to turn himself around, and he watched as the hand lowered into the trench behind him. Tommy was frightened now, something massive was in the trench, and it was here for him. The hand returned, this time leaving a fish out in the open sea, just above the trench. He didn’t dare move. Something was here for him. It had been a few minutes, and the only thing the hand had done was bop the fish back up into Tommy’s line of sight. He inched forward slowly, not even going to get the shell. He reached the edge of the trench, and felt the current move, assuming that the hand was escaping back into the abyss below. He took a deep breath, and raced for the fish. He grabbed it, looking around for any signs of the hand–or worse, the mer it was attached to–returning. Suddenly a massive school of fish swam into and around Tommy, knocking the fish out of his hands, scaring and surprising him with what was happening to think of the consequences. And soon enough, a rope net had brushed up uncomfortably with Tommy’s back as many more fish swam into him as he was pulled upwards.
He was pulled out of the water, gasping for air. There were humans there, who hadn’t made a sound since they pulled up the net. “Wilbur you b**** that’s a f***ing mer! I warned you not to fish out here!” “Oh don’t pin this on me you p****, you were just as excited to come out here as I was!” The sound of waves rang through the air, as Tommy turned his attention to the massive hand that had surfaced next to the boat. The hand formed a fist as it got higher, the humans panicking and racing to the other side of the boat. The fist fell, slamming into the side of the boat and causing it to sink. Tommy was thrown back into the water with the rest of the humans catch, taking in the air that he lacked. The humans fell too, sinking a bit further away from him. The hand wrapped itself around Tommy, a second hand shooting up from the trench to grab the humans, with seaweed in their hand. Tommy gasped as a massive mer swam up from the depths of the trench, focusing on the humans. The mer opened the hand with the humans, frowning as the seaweed started floating away. The hand around Tommy loosened, and Tommy was able to move again. “Little mer, could you feed the humans the seaweed?” The soft but commanding voice of the larger spoke. Tommy nodded, swimming over to the humans, and grabbing the seaweed. He tore it up a bit, opening their mouths and placing it inside. The humans swallowed instinctively, their legs morphing into tails, and gills forming on their necks. The two gasped, breathing in the air as they looked around. “Holy f***!” The brown haired human shouted as he spotted not only Tommy, but the giant mer in front of them. The pink haired mer locked eyes with Tommy. “Now then.” The giant mer spoke softly, aware of the smaller beings around him. “Why did you humans catch Tommy.” How did the mer know his name? “Tommy?” The new mers looked around, staring at Tommy. “That mer?” The giant mer nodded. “We didn’t mean to, we were just trying to get enough fish to sell at the market and feed ourselves, and he probably got caught.” Tommy nodded in agreement. “I see. Well, if you want, you can stay here with us, and you wouldn’t have to worry about food anymore.” The giant mer offered. Tommy just stared at them. “I-I guess we could.” Tommy got excited and swam back to his bed in the sand. He scooped up all three of his shiny shells, and rushed back, all eyes on him. He gave each of them the shells. “Tommy, I was hoping you’d stay too.” Tommy looked at him. “I’ve been watching over you all these years Tommy, and I was waiting for the chance that you’d join me.” Tommy stared at the giant mer for a little bit. “Me?” The giant mer nodded. Tommy nodded happily, swimming up and hugging the giant mer’s face. The other two joined him, although doing so slowly. “Do you have a name?” “I’m Philza, but please, call me Phil, or Dad if you so desire.” Tommy nodded. “And what about you two?” Tommy looked around, staring at the other two mers, smiling as Phil pressed a hand against them as a make-shift hug. “I’m Wilbur and he’s Technoblade.” The brown haired one announced. “Wilbur, Technoblade, and Dad.” Tommy muttered with a smile. “Family.”
I took a prompt from @beckyu hehehe and to spice things up, Tommy's also a baby siren
"Tommy, stay." Tommy looked at his parents in confusion. Although calling them parents was an overstatement. "Why?" "Because Tommy, the river is no place for such a tiny fish. Now stay." He stared at the deep trench in front of him. "Will you be back?" Tommy saw the way the different members of his pod flinched. "Sure Tommy. Just stay here and don't go into that trench." Tommy nodded happily. He waved bye as the other mers left him. They would come back!
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It's been a few years since the great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit was left on the sea cliff. And he was surely alive! Albeit he had run out of things to eat yesterday, and was seriously debating on eating the sand until that was gone too. He really didn't have a place to sleep, opting to just lay on the sand instead. Although he certainly wasn't the naive child he was back then, and accepted the fact that his pod wouldn't come to get him again. But he didn't care, and he definitely wasn't lonely. Nope. Instead he busied himself with the sand, throwing it in the air and digging his tail in it. The sand had a funny texture that always cheered Tommy up. The sun beat down on his back as he decided to take a nap to ignore the warning his stomach gave with the painful growl he felt. So he slept.
He didn’t know how long he slept for, but he didn’t feel refreshed. He stretched his fins and limbs, groaning as his back popped. He floated back down onto the sand, staring out at the now empty clearing. There was seaweed before, but Tommy had scared away any of the fish he could’ve used for food, so he ate the plants instead. Something cold brushed his shoulder, and he popped up, eyes targeting the body of a fish, somehow freshly killed. He reached out and grabbed it, looking it over. Didn’t look terrible, Tommy could probably get away with eating it. So he did. The fish tasted like pure sugar to Tommy as he munched happily. There wasn’t blood when he woke up, so he assumed that the poor unlucky fish had hit the edge of the trench and was pushed his way with the current. Tommy didn’t care, he was just happy to have something to eat! He decided to go for a swim as the activity for the day, so he looked around as he swam. Nothing new sadly, just sad and an occasional piece of coral. He was sad now, he wanted to see something new, but nothing was there. He went back to his spot in the sand. At this point, any mer–or fish for that matter– would have the common sense to swim away, but he didn’t. Tommy didn’t know why either, was his mind still hoping that his pod would come back for him? Or maybe he just didn’t feel that lucky. Whatever the reason, the pure loneliness of the boy was sinking in, and he felt hopeless.
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Tommy woke up again, although he didn’t remember going to sleep. Oh well. He stretched yet again, his tail sore from his adventure yesterday. His gaze was caught as something on the ground shimmered in the sunlight. It got his attention as he swam towards it. He pulled it out of the sand, and held it up. A shiny shell! But it wasn’t here yesterday, had it been covered in sand before? He didn’t care, because now he had a treasure! He swam back to his nest in the sand, putting the shell down next to his sleeping area. Then something else shine caught his attention. Another dead fish? More food! He floated over, picking it up. Must’ve hit the trench like yesterday’s fish. Was there a school nearby that was stupid or something? Eh, he wasn’t going to complain, free food! He bit it again, although this fish tasted different this time. It was even sweeter! That meant it was fresher than the last one from yesterday. Tommy was too excited now. Maybe he wouldn’t starve! He finished the fish, and got curious, so he peaked out from over the edge of the trench. He stared down at the pitch black abyss below with curiosity, gasping as he saw little dots of light. They were all green and white, so maybe it was a large pack of that type of glowing jellyfish that his pod had talked about once. There were two larger jellyfish, glowing a stunning green. Tommy eventually got bored, so he swam back to his nest. He grabbed the shell he found earlier, hugging it tightly as he fell asleep again.
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The sun felt so good as Tommy awoke. He stretched again, no longer feeling tired or sore now that he had good food. There was another shiny thing in the sand again, so he swam over. It was in the exact same spot that the other shell was, so he wondered why he hadn’t seen it. He didn’t know what that meant, but he picked it up. No sand on it again. This didn’t seem right, normally he would have to brush away the sand. He looked around cautiously, before turning and swimming back to his nest. He noticed another fish, further than the others, and on the edge of the trench. He set his new shell down carefully, and slowly swam to the fish. He looked it over, suddenly noticing the way the fish was looking. Almost like it had been squeezed to death. He looked around, wondering just what could’ve done this. He sniffed it, and took a bite, deciding that it wasn’t poisoned. That’s okay, right? He didn’t finish it as quickly, constantly looking around to see if something was going to attack him. When he was done, he swam upwards, trying to find any currents nearby that he could swim in to escape, but there was nothing. He surfaced, looking for any signs of humans. Also nothing. So what was messing with him?
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He woke up early today, seeing no shell in the sand ahead. Maybe it’s a good thing- Water brushed over him in a massive current from above, so he looked up. What the f***. A massive arm was reaching over him, placing a shell that was way too small for it to hold in the sand ahead. Where the other two had been. He used the currents the hand created as it moved back to turn himself around, and he watched as the hand lowered into the trench behind him. Tommy was frightened now, something massive was in the trench, and it was here for him. The hand returned, this time leaving a fish out in the open sea, just above the trench. He didn’t dare move. Something was here for him. It had been a few minutes, and the only thing the hand had done was bop the fish back up into Tommy’s line of sight. He inched forward slowly, not even going to get the shell. He reached the edge of the trench, and felt the current move, assuming that the hand was escaping back into the abyss below. He took a deep breath, and raced for the fish. He grabbed it, looking around for any signs of the hand–or worse, the mer it was attached to–returning. Suddenly a massive school of fish swam into and around Tommy, knocking the fish out of his hands, scaring and surprising him with what was happening to think of the consequences. And soon enough, a rope net had brushed up uncomfortably with Tommy’s back as many more fish swam into him as he was pulled upwards.
He was pulled out of the water, gasping for air. There were humans there, who hadn’t made a sound since they pulled up the net. “Wilbur you b**** that’s a f***ing mer! I warned you not to fish out here!” “Oh don’t pin this on me you p****, you were just as excited to come out here as I was!” The sound of waves rang through the air, as Tommy turned his attention to the massive hand that had surfaced next to the boat. The hand formed a fist as it got higher, the humans panicking and racing to the other side of the boat. The fist fell, slamming into the side of the boat and causing it to sink. Tommy was thrown back into the water with the rest of the humans catch, taking in the air that he lacked. The humans fell too, sinking a bit further away from him. The hand wrapped itself around Tommy, a second hand shooting up from the trench to grab the humans, with seaweed in their hand. Tommy gasped as a massive mer swam up from the depths of the trench, focusing on the humans. The mer opened the hand with the humans, frowning as the seaweed started floating away. The hand around Tommy loosened, and Tommy was able to move again. “Little mer, could you feed the humans the seaweed?” The soft but commanding voice of the larger spoke. Tommy nodded, swimming over to the humans, and grabbing the seaweed. He tore it up a bit, opening their mouths and placing it inside. The humans swallowed instinctively, their legs morphing into tails, and gills forming on their necks. The two gasped, breathing in the air as they looked around. “Holy f***!” The brown haired human shouted as he spotted not only Tommy, but the giant mer in front of them. The pink haired mer locked eyes with Tommy. “Now then.” The giant mer spoke softly, aware of the smaller beings around him. “Why did you humans catch Tommy.” How did the mer know his name? “Tommy?” The new mers looked around, staring at Tommy. “That mer?” The giant mer nodded. “We didn’t mean to, we were just trying to get enough fish to sell at the market and feed ourselves, and he probably got caught.” Tommy nodded in agreement. “I see. Well, if you want, you can stay here with us, and you wouldn’t have to worry about food anymore.” The giant mer offered. Tommy just stared at them. “I-I guess we could.” Tommy got excited and swam back to his bed in the sand. He scooped up all three of his shiny shells, and rushed back, all eyes on him. He gave each of them the shells. “Tommy, I was hoping you’d stay too.” Tommy looked at him. “I’ve been watching over you all these years Tommy, and I was waiting for the chance that you’d join me.” Tommy stared at the giant mer for a little bit. “Me?” The giant mer nodded. Tommy nodded happily, swimming up and hugging the giant mer’s face. The other two joined him, although doing so slowly. “Do you have a name?” “I’m Philza, but please, call me Phil, or Dad if you so desire.” Tommy nodded. “And what about you two?” Tommy looked around, staring at the other two mers, smiling as Phil pressed a hand against them as a make-shift hug. “I’m Wilbur and he’s Technoblade.” The brown haired one announced. “Wilbur, Technoblade, and Dad.” Tommy muttered with a smile. “Family.”
I took a prompt from @beckyu hehehe and to spice things up, Tommy's also a baby siren
"Tommy, stay." Tommy looked at his parents in confusion. Although calling them parents was an overstatement. "Why?" "Because Tommy, the river is no place for such a tiny fish. Now stay." He stared at the deep trench in front of him. "Will you be back?" Tommy saw the way the different members of his pod flinched. "Sure Tommy. Just stay here and don't go into that trench." Tommy nodded happily. He waved bye as the other mers left him. They would come back!
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It's been a few years since the great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit was left on the sea cliff. And he was surely alive! Albeit he had run out of things to eat yesterday, and was seriously debating on eating the sand until that was gone too. He really didn't have a place to sleep, opting to just lay on the sand instead. Although he certainly wasn't the naive child he was back then, and accepted the fact that his pod wouldn't come to get him again. But he didn't care, and he definitely wasn't lonely. Nope. Instead he busied himself with the sand, throwing it in the air and digging his tail in it. The sand had a funny texture that always cheered Tommy up. The sun beat down on his back as he decided to take a nap to ignore the warning his stomach gave with the painful growl he felt. So he slept.
He didn’t know how long he slept for, but he didn’t feel refreshed. He stretched his fins and limbs, groaning as his back popped. He floated back down onto the sand, staring out at the now empty clearing. There was seaweed before, but Tommy had scared away any of the fish he could’ve used for food, so he ate the plants instead. Something cold brushed his shoulder, and he popped up, eyes targeting the body of a fish, somehow freshly killed. He reached out and grabbed it, looking it over. Didn’t look terrible, Tommy could probably get away with eating it. So he did. The fish tasted like pure sugar to Tommy as he munched happily. There wasn’t blood when he woke up, so he assumed that the poor unlucky fish had hit the edge of the trench and was pushed his way with the current. Tommy didn’t care, he was just happy to have something to eat! He decided to go for a swim as the activity for the day, so he looked around as he swam. Nothing new sadly, just sad and an occasional piece of coral. He was sad now, he wanted to see something new, but nothing was there. He went back to his spot in the sand. At this point, any mer–or fish for that matter– would have the common sense to swim away, but he didn’t. Tommy didn’t know why either, was his mind still hoping that his pod would come back for him? Or maybe he just didn’t feel that lucky. Whatever the reason, the pure loneliness of the boy was sinking in, and he felt hopeless.
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Tommy woke up again, although he didn’t remember going to sleep. Oh well. He stretched yet again, his tail sore from his adventure yesterday. His gaze was caught as something on the ground shimmered in the sunlight. It got his attention as he swam towards it. He pulled it out of the sand, and held it up. A shiny shell! But it wasn’t here yesterday, had it been covered in sand before? He didn’t care, because now he had a treasure! He swam back to his nest in the sand, putting the shell down next to his sleeping area. Then something else shine caught his attention. Another dead fish? More food! He floated over, picking it up. Must’ve hit the trench like yesterday’s fish. Was there a school nearby that was stupid or something? Eh, he wasn’t going to complain, free food! He bit it again, although this fish tasted different this time. It was even sweeter! That meant it was fresher than the last one from yesterday. Tommy was too excited now. Maybe he wouldn’t starve! He finished the fish, and got curious, so he peaked out from over the edge of the trench. He stared down at the pitch black abyss below with curiosity, gasping as he saw little dots of light. They were all green and white, so maybe it was a large pack of that type of glowing jellyfish that his pod had talked about once. There were two larger jellyfish, glowing a stunning green. Tommy eventually got bored, so he swam back to his nest. He grabbed the shell he found earlier, hugging it tightly as he fell asleep again.
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The sun felt so good as Tommy awoke. He stretched again, no longer feeling tired or sore now that he had good food. There was another shiny thing in the sand again, so he swam over. It was in the exact same spot that the other shell was, so he wondered why he hadn’t seen it. He didn’t know what that meant, but he picked it up. No sand on it again. This didn’t seem right, normally he would have to brush away the sand. He looked around cautiously, before turning and swimming back to his nest. He noticed another fish, further than the others, and on the edge of the trench. He set his new shell down carefully, and slowly swam to the fish. He looked it over, suddenly noticing the way the fish was looking. Almost like it had been squeezed to death. He looked around, wondering just what could’ve done this. He sniffed it, and took a bite, deciding that it wasn’t poisoned. That’s okay, right? He didn’t finish it as quickly, constantly looking around to see if something was going to attack him. When he was done, he swam upwards, trying to find any currents nearby that he could swim in to escape, but there was nothing. He surfaced, looking for any signs of humans. Also nothing. So what was messing with him?
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He woke up early today, seeing no shell in the sand ahead. Maybe it’s a good thing- Water brushed over him in a massive current from above, so he looked up. What the f***. A massive arm was reaching over him, placing a shell that was way too small for it to hold in the sand ahead. Where the other two had been. He used the currents the hand created as it moved back to turn himself around, and he watched as the hand lowered into the trench behind him. Tommy was frightened now, something massive was in the trench, and it was here for him. The hand returned, this time leaving a fish out in the open sea, just above the trench. He didn’t dare move. Something was here for him. It had been a few minutes, and the only thing the hand had done was bop the fish back up into Tommy’s line of sight. He inched forward slowly, not even going to get the shell. He reached the edge of the trench, and felt the current move, assuming that the hand was escaping back into the abyss below. He took a deep breath, and raced for the fish. He grabbed it, looking around for any signs of the hand–or worse, the mer it was attached to–returning. Suddenly a massive school of fish swam into and around Tommy, knocking the fish out of his hands, scaring and surprising him with what was happening to think of the consequences. And soon enough, a rope net had brushed up uncomfortably with Tommy’s back as many more fish swam into him as he was pulled upwards.
He was pulled out of the water, gasping for air. There were humans there, who hadn’t made a sound since they pulled up the net. “Wilbur you b**** that’s a f***ing mer! I warned you not to fish out here!” “Oh don’t pin this on me you p****, you were just as excited to come out here as I was!” The sound of waves rang through the air, as Tommy turned his attention to the massive hand that had surfaced next to the boat. The hand formed a fist as it got higher, the humans panicking and racing to the other side of the boat. The fist fell, slamming into the side of the boat and causing it to sink. Tommy was thrown back into the water with the rest of the humans catch, taking in the air that he lacked. The humans fell too, sinking a bit further away from him. The hand wrapped itself around Tommy, a second hand shooting up from the trench to grab the humans, with seaweed in their hand. Tommy gasped as a massive mer swam up from the depths of the trench, focusing on the humans. The mer opened the hand with the humans, frowning as the seaweed started floating away. The hand around Tommy loosened, and Tommy was able to move again. “Little mer, could you feed the humans the seaweed?” The soft but commanding voice of the larger spoke. Tommy nodded, swimming over to the humans, and grabbing the seaweed. He tore it up a bit, opening their mouths and placing it inside. The humans swallowed instinctively, their legs morphing into tails, and gills forming on their necks. The two gasped, breathing in the air as they looked around. “Holy f***!” The brown haired human shouted as he spotted not only Tommy, but the giant mer in front of them. The pink haired mer locked eyes with Tommy. “Now then.” The giant mer spoke softly, aware of the smaller beings around him. “Why did you humans catch Tommy.” How did the mer know his name? “Tommy?” The new mers looked around, staring at Tommy. “That mer?” The giant mer nodded. “We didn’t mean to, we were just trying to get enough fish to sell at the market and feed ourselves, and he probably got caught.” Tommy nodded in agreement. “I see. Well, if you want, you can stay here with us, and you wouldn’t have to worry about food anymore.” The giant mer offered. Tommy just stared at them. “I-I guess we could.” Tommy got excited and swam back to his bed in the sand. He scooped up all three of his shiny shells, and rushed back, all eyes on him. He gave each of them the shells. “Tommy, I was hoping you’d stay too.” Tommy looked at him. “I’ve been watching over you all these years Tommy, and I was waiting for the chance that you’d join me.” Tommy stared at the giant mer for a little bit. “Me?” The giant mer nodded. Tommy nodded happily, swimming up and hugging the giant mer’s face. The other two joined him, although doing so slowly. “Do you have a name?” “I’m Philza, but please, call me Phil, or Dad if you so desire.” Tommy nodded. “And what about you two?” Tommy looked around, staring at the other two mers, smiling as Phil pressed a hand against them as a make-shift hug. “I’m Wilbur and he’s Technoblade.” The brown haired one announced. “Wilbur, Technoblade, and Dad.” Tommy muttered with a smile. “Family.”
Ayo Becky, I also want to send a fake fic title :D!
"Drowning in the Deep Mysterious Waters"
(I'm very bad at imagining title's :'])
Have a cookie 🍪 :]
Mer fic! Mer fic! Mer fic!!!!
I like this title you came up with a good one Kayla ❤️
Drowning in the Deep Mysterious Waters
Tommy was the biggest Mer on the reef. His reef the best reef around and it was all his. No one ever dared to swim into his territory.
But that might be because of where the reef was situated. Just on the edge of a very deep dark sea trench, that may or may not contain something sinister. Not that the young merling knew that. Sure he’d heard the stories of things hidden in the depths, but Tommy knew to stay in the reef. It’s one of the few things the adults of his pod had told him, and that he should never leave it without someone with him.
However, Tommy had been abandoned by his pod awhile ago. But he was doing just fine on his own! He didn’t need anyone to protect him! It’s not like he missed them anyways. He didn’t pretend the fish of the reef would talk to him so he didn’t feel lonely. Nope! He was a Big Mer and was just fine.
Now Tommmy would say he’s a pretty amazing hunter. No one could hunt as well as the Great Tommyinnit!!! But when a perfect piece of fresh fish is left not far away from outside the reef, he decides he can spare the clams for one day. He takes the fish and greedily eats it, hunger fully satisfied for the first time in ages. Its odd that the fish was there in the first place, but Tommy is too hungry to think about that right now.
But it continues to happen. Each morning there would be more fish near the outside of the reef. And each morning it would be left closer and closer to the edge of the trench. Tommy had never gone this close to the trench before. The warnings his pod left him with drowned out by the feeling of hunger. But now full, he noticed the abnormality of it all. Suddenly, he wasn’t so sure taking the food was ok.
But he was hungry. He wanted the food. And it was right there! Unguarded and a new piece appeared every morning! Surely whatever was leaving him the food couldn’t be that bad??
Except for the fact that Tommy had awoken early one morning to see a giant, green scaled siren, with hair as blonde as the sand, strike the fish that was now resting at the edge of trench. Oh he was so screwed.
Basically, Tommy is a mer baby that’s been adopted by giant siren Phil who lives in the trench :3
If I actually get motivated enough, maybe I’ll write this but if someone else gets inspired and writes it first, TAG ME!!!
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Swearing. (I know I said I was on break but I wanted to write this now I'll stop)
Phil had always thought of the tinies within his walls as his sons. It even worked better, as it turned out, because they were all siblings, as strange as it may seem. The two oldest were the twins, Wilbur and Techno. Wilbur seemed to enjoy music, as well as showing an interest in theatrics. Techno liked all of the books that Phil had, as well as being the more aggressive one. The youngest, Tommy, liked messing with Phil and his wife Kristen, as well as just genuinely being social. I guess one of them had to be.
He had found Wilbur first. The tiny had been looking for food in the kitchen when Phil had gotten home. He had meant to turn off his music before he walked in, but his arms had been full of groceries. The tiny had been mesmerized by the sounds that had came, and in turn, the tiny didn't move. Phil hadn't seen him until he had placed his groceries down. He noticed a strange shape out of his eye, so he turned towards it. There, in front of him, was a tiny person. The tiny had snapped out of their trance, finally spotting the human. He made a move to run, but tripped and fell on his face. Phil frowned, scooping them up within his hand, and grabbed a cracker out of the cabinet. He gave the cracker to the tiny, and scanned them over for any injuries, before placing them back down and letting them go with a smile.
He had gotten a visit from Tommy next a few days later. "Hey b*tch!" Phil turned around quickly, hearing the voice. He spotted a second tiny, one with blonde hair instead of brown. "Hello?" He questioned. Why were all of these tinies living in his house? Was his place an Airbnb for tinies or something? The tiny shivered, their confidence gone. It made sense, he had to have been at least 10 times their size. "Do you need something?" He spoke softly, not daring to move in fear of scaring the poor kid. "Could-could you possibly get some food for my brothers and I?" They stuttered, trembling like a leaf now. Phil smiled happily. "Gladly." He slowly got up, walking as softly as he could to hopefully avoid scaring them further. He approached the kitchen, grabbing a few crackers, and turning around. He didn't know how many people this tiny lived with, so he hoped five crackers are enough. He slowly approached them, as they stood trembling on the table. "Here you are mate." He smiled, setting the food down next to them and going back to the couch.
The next day three tinies approached him. The brown haired one, the yellow haired one, and a new pink haired one. "I'm cold." The blonde complained. "Now's not the time Tommy." The pink one muttered, probably hoping that Phil wouldn't hear it. "Can I help you boys?" Phil chirped. "Yeah, maybe you could leave us alone." The brunette hissed. Phil frowned in response. "All I did was give him the food that he asked for." That got a reaction out of the group. Tommy shuffled awkwardly, while the brunette turned to face him with a look of shock in his eyes. The pink one glared at Tommy first, and then at Phil. "You-you got food. From the bean. Even though we specifically told you not too?!" The brunette shouted at Tommy. Tommy, in turn, nodded. Phil frowned. "He meant no harm. Please don't get mad at him." Phil spoke softly. He hoped to resolve this conflict before Kristen came home. He noticed that the tinies were looking quite scared at this point. "Hey, I mean no harm, I don't want to hurt you."
Those were Phil's favorite memories of how he met his new sons. And now as he cradled them closely as they slept, he couldn't help the smile that covered his face. He just wanted them to know that he viewed them as his sons. As his family.
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