Sorry for the delay. Wow, you know how to make a girl feel wanted. I'll try and put them out with more frequency. You know, with two jobs, school, social life, etc, it's been sort of crazy.
A day later, Dyson found himself wringing his shoes out on a broken down dock, shaking his head at his dry companion. Kenzi just smiled.
She had been the one to hear about the mermaid on display at some dive bar, a human dive bar no less, and the one to drag him along. No Bo anywhere in sight, just him and Kenzi sitting at a crappy wooden bar drinking watered down beer and waiting for the show. Kenzi had been talking about Russia, he thought, and her cousins. It seemed like she had a cousin for every situation, especially every illegal situation.
The bar had gotten quiet as a thin man in an old jacket got everyone's attention. He had been standing next to a covered fish tank along the wall, and had all the showmanship of carnival barkers that Dyson had seen back in the Old West in America.
"You ain't never seen anything like this. A beauty of the sea, they call her." His voice carried a seductive air, luring the audience in close. "She's a mermaid, I tell you. Caught up in my net just last week, with hair like spun gold and a tail like a dolphin. Pay the man his due and I'll let you have a look. Let you see my beautiful creature." Another man, this one stocky, had then gone around with a hat. Dyson had dutifully paid his and Kenzi's "fee."
"I guess it's date night then." Kenzi had quipped, not realizing the lurch that had given Dyson. He smiled. He really should take her on a proper date.
The cover lifted, and Dyson recognized the Fae immediately. Not personally, of course, wolves didn't spend a whole lot of time in the water. But the golden haired creature currently housed in a lobster tank was a mermaid.
Which is what had let them to today. Kenzi had planned the "daring rescue," which should've been the first sign that something mad cap was going to be afoot. As much as Dyson appreciated her resourcefulness, Kenzi wasn't a dedicated strategist. The mermaid had gotten away just in time for Dyson to be thrown into the water by the carnival barker, who had turned out to be just a human, luring Fae into his trap so that he could make a quick buck.
"At least you don't smell like wet dog." Kenzi smiled broader. Dyson looked at her, and she only had a minute to check out his mischievous smile before he barreled into her. Kenzi shrieked playfully as they plunged into the water.
Sputtering, she resurfaced, his hands still wrapped around her waist protectively. Her hair stuck to her head, black with purple extensions clipped throughout, her make-up running down her eyes. He turned her around so that her legs were wrapped around his waist, allowing him to keep them afloat.
"D'man, why you gotta ruin a girls good shoes?" She sighed in mock annoyance. The air was thankfully warm, and the water much the same, and she felt….something wrapped up this close to him. "And what if there was some scary water Fae just nestled underneath us right now?"
"You know I've got you." There was sincerity in his eyes. She believed him, and though there was a trill in her heart, she knew that this wasn't forever. He would go back to Bo. She pushed away from him, playfully but it surprised him enough to let her go.
"Race you to the shore." Kenzi called, swimming away from him. Dyson followed.
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