Fin Fun presents a mermaid story from Mermaiden Waverlee
I was floating on the surface and staring at the clouds in the sky. Ocean blue has always been one of my favorite colors because it matches my eyes, but the bright blue of the sky always felt special. Sky blue meant seeing new landfolk and their fascinating human things. I also loved holding my bright pink tail up to it and giggling at how well the two colors went together.
The feeling was different this time. Knowing that Calisto had been working with humans formed a pit in my stomach. Bubbles could sense my anxiety and gently nudged my elbow. A smile tugged at my lips and I patted his head in response. He chirped happily and continued to swim in lazy circles around me.
Thinking of that scroll from the MerCouncil made my hand tighten around my satchel. Ten of the twelve diamonds the MerCouncil had given me rested inside, and the other two were in the earrings I wore. I gently opened the pouch and lifted one out, holding it up to the sun. The light created thousands of pretty rainbows in the dazzling gem that reflected onto the water’s surface.
I started to giggle, but it was cut short when bubbles bumped my fin. The diamond slipped from between my fingers and disappeared into the water with a soft plop.
“Oh, Bubbles!” I groaned before diving under the water and racing to grab it before I lost it. None of the other Mermaidens had stones missing, and I sure didn’t want to be the first! The gem was only a glittering speck beneath me. “Faster!” I urged, pushing my fin to the limit.
I reached out a hand, straining to reach the gem, but Bubbles dove in from my left. Quickly adjusting my fin so we didn’t collide, I slowed down next to him. He grinned, diamond caught safely in his mouth.
“Thank you, Bubbles!” I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around him. He squirmed until he broke free and dropped the gem into my hands. “That was close,” I said. “I think I better keep them safe in my satchel from now on!”
I wanted to hug my cheerful dolphin friend again, but the echo of a conch shell horn froze me solid like Crystal’s ice. Three long bellows. Each one rattled me to the core as I realized what it meant.
“Oh no,” I whispered. I was already swimming home as fast as possible before I had the chance to call, “Come on, Bubbles!”
I was 10 years old the last time I heard that conch horn. A young merman had spotted human divers in tight outsides and strange masks. Mom told me later that it helps them breathe underwater. At the time, I didn’t realize that humans couldn’t breathe both air and water like us! Anyway, the merman was able to alert the conch-blower, who sounded the alarm. Everyone had to return their homes until further notice so the humans wouldn’t discover us.
Thankfully, I had only been playing in the seaweed garden right outside my home. When the conch horn sounded, I continued to play, not realizing what was happening. Then, Mom dove into the garden, snatched me up, and swam indoors as fast as possible.
That scared me and I started crying. Mom gently scolded me and reminded me that the conch shell meant there was danger nearby. She held my face in her hands, wiping away tears with long fingers, and said, “It’s alright, Waverlee. Landfolk can’t hurt you when you’re home.” Her blue eyes held mine tightly until I nodded.
I wasn’t so sure how true that could be anymore.
Swimming as fast as my fin could take me, I occasionally looked back to make sure there weren’t any humans around. I didn’t see any, and the waves around me didn’t bring images of them. The ocean in front of me was empty, except for the occasional school of fish. Everyone else must be home already!
I need to go faster, I thought. Maybe… I concentrated on my power and brought a wave up from behind me. It pushed against my fin and accelerated my pace. I was flying past the fish and seaweed faster than I had ever gone before.
Bubbles rode the wave with me, and we soon saw the Pacific Kingdom palace come into view. No one was outside their homes.
I wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but I knew there was still danger ahead. Father would fill me in as soon as I got home, but one thing was clear to me:
Merfolk were in danger.