Chibi: Okay people, let me know if you want a full story for this because honestly all I've listened to these past two days is Poor Unfortunate Souls. (I blame Once Upon A Time.)
But the rules of this one shot are:
Feferi is Ariel.
Eridan is Sebastian (cause I think he's more Sebby than Flounder)
My OC is Ursula. (Cause I don't want to make Meenah or Cronus an evil sea witch.)
On With The Show~!
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"Come in! Come in my dear! We mustn't lurk in doorways. It's rude; one will question your upbringing." Nyneve the sea witch called as she swam forward, bright violet-ish scales glinting in the low light. She landed with a practiced ease as Feferi came forward to meet her. The witch gave her a pleased smile before turning towards her vanity and browsing the items laid across it. Her hands fell on a comb and she began raking it through her wild black and purple hair. The princess watched those nimble fingers work the knots. "Now I hear you have a thing for this... human. This prince fellow. Not that I blame you, he is quite the catch. Well, angelfish, the only way you'll get what you want…."
"Is to become a human like him. Can you do it?"
Amethyst eyes lit up as Nyneve turned to Feferi. "My dear sweet girl, that's what I do! I help unfortunate merfolk like yourself… it's practically what I live for! Poor souls with no one else to turn to..."
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light and made a switch
True? Yes!
Nyneve gave another sickly sweet smile as she whooshed past the princess and raked her finger through Fef's own auburn colored hair.
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And lately, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely and depressed
The sea witch swished herself over to the omninous bulging thing coming out of the cave wall. With a wave of those skeletal white fingers, it opened and Feferi realized it was a cauldron like the palace kitchens held, except this one emanated something foul that made her cower. This wasn't right... she should have stayed with Eridan…
But the witch had the poor princess in her clutches as she summoned images of miserable merfolk like herself, their glum expressions drawing her attention forward.
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain
In need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
Nyneve gestured to each one with a pout and settled her hands on the cauldron edge, keeping her amethyst eyes locked with Feferi's own rose colored ones. The images shimmered and the mermaid and her counterpart changed shape, embracing with joy. The witch smiled once more as the princess swam closer, obviously intrigued.
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad
So true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Nyneve please!"
And I help them?
Yes, I do
The two images stayed together and happy until they noticed those eyes staring down at them.
Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
They twisted and fell away, silently crying out in pain as the two were ripped apart. Nyneve's lips fell into a displeased frown with Feferi's own expression of horror. She swished around to the princess and grabbed one of her hands comfortingly.
Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
The grip on her hand became painful and Feferi gave the witch a startled look.
"Now listen closely dear. I will make you a potion that will last three days. Get that, three days! You have to make princey fall in love with you in that time… that is, he's got to kiss you." Nyneve guided the princess towards her cauldron as she explained things to her. "It can't just be any kiss either… it has to be the kiss of true love. If he doesn't kiss you by sunset on the third day… you'll turn back into a mermaid. You'll also belong to me."
If that didn't send warning bells ringing and Eridan in the back of her mind screaming 'no' then something was wrong.
"Have we got a deal?"
"If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again." Fef withdrew her hand and looked down uncertainly.
"True! But you'll have your man. Life's full of tough choices, innit?" Nyneve seemed to mock her as she approached her cauldron again. "Oh - and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment."
"But I don't have any –"
"I'm not asking much. Just a token, really, a trifle…." Nyneve waved her hands around as she talked, but she was quiet for a moment before turning to meet the mermaid's eyes. " What I want from you is . . . your voice."
"But without my voice, how can I –" Needless to say the princess was surprised. The only way Sollux would know it was her was if she sang to him! Without her voice-
"You'll have your looks! Your pretty face! And don't underestimate the importance of body language!" Nyneve cackled as the cauldron began to glow.
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore
Yes, on land it's much preferred
For ladies not to say a word
And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?
The witch was practically gleaming with pride as she started tossing ingredients inside the glowing cauldron and odd colored smoke came out. Feferi couldn't draw her eyes away from the process of the potion.
Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who's withdrawn
It's she who holds her tongue who gets her man
Come on, you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I'm a very busy woman
And I haven't got all day
It won't cost much
Just your voice!
She kept throwing things into the bubbling thing; vials of bright liquid, jars filled with odd creatures she had never seen before and- was that a jellyfish? Did she just grab a jellyfish bare handed? This really was a witch!
You poor unfortunate soul
It's sad
But true
There was a flash of light and suddenly Feferi was facing a golden colored scroll, words scrawled elegantly and a fish bone near the dotted line at the bottom that was meant to be written with. Nyneve peeked over the top of it and smiled.
If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet
You've got to pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll!
The princess made up her mind and grabbed the fishbone, giving the scroll one more look over before signing her name across the line as the witch practically screamed her joy…