It's technically a little too late for another summery fic but I live on the equator so seasons don't apply to me. This was a request from user Cloud4012 and I really hope I can do it justice. It's pretty much a PWP set up with lots of fun and adventure. In this story, Ariel is intersex so if that's not something you're into, feel free to stop reading here. Just a warning, these chapters will contain incest so again, if you're not into that, turn back while you still can.
Tip: if you guys are struggling to identify all the different sisters (which, admittedly, I did at first), you can look up "King Triton's Daughters" on Disney's fandom wiki page. As a crash course, the sisters from oldest to youngest are as follows: Attina, Alana, Adella, Aquata, Arista, Andrina and Ariel.
Crammed into our family's massive ten-person van wasn't exactly how I thought my last summer vacation would start.
Every bump on the road shook the entire vehicle and I could sense all our bags in the trunk and on the roof threatening to fall off or pop open or cause some other disaster. Dad had complained about how much we packed but I mean, come on. If he expected anything less from seven daughters and one wife, he was very wrong. If anything, overpacking ran in the family.
"Dad, why can't we just spend the summer back home like we always do?" I asked from the very back of the van next to Adella's bag bulging with a few hundred outfits and romance novels. We could usually all push Attina to take the worst seat but that day, Mom defended her, bringing out the whole 'Attina's the oldest, Ariel's the youngest' argument. Meaning, as the youngest, I got to spend the entire six hour drive in the farthest back seat, packed in like cargo.
Yippee…
"We don't spend the summer back home," Arista piped up from the row in front of me. "We spend the summer with Dad, and if he needs to go, then we all go." I huffed at her trying to lecture me like she knew better, especially considering I had to correct her essay for college a few months ago where she said Africa was a country.
"She's right, honey," Mom hollered. I was so far back that hollering was necessary. "I know this isn't how you expected to spend your last summer vacation before you go off to college but it's the bicentennial and it's important that your father is there for it. It won't be so bad. You girls haven't been to the resort together in years. It will be like a great big family vacation."
I could see where Mom was coming from. Atlantica Resort had been in the family for generations, passed down to my dad from his dad who got it from his dad who got it from the dad before him and you get the picture. Two hundred years was admittedly no small feat and I understood why it was important for him to be present for the celebrations. I just didn't understand why the entire family had to tag along. Nor why everyone else was so okay with it. I was already eighteen and all my sisters were even older. We could all survive one summer without our parents hovering over our shoulders, right?
It didn't help that it would be my last summer vacation before going off to college. My last summer that would be completely stress-free. I wanted to spend every day combing through the woods with a metal detector looking for buried treasure, or as close as one could get to buried treasure in the 21st century. I wanted to go to concerts and clubs with my friends where we could sing and dance to our hearts content. I wanted to do anything but be stuck in a distant state for three months with no one but my family for company.
Aquata grumbled as she dug through her bag. "Did anyone take my portable charger? My phone's about to die and I need to keep up with the Open Water Championship scores!"
"Take a lucky guess…" Attina said sarcastically, never once looking up from her National Geographic magazine.
Aquata paused for thought, scanning over everyone in the car until she landed on Arista, the sister born after her, holding a baby blue power bank.
"Arista!"
She looked up, brushing blonde bangs out of her baby blue eyes. "It has an 'A' on it! 'A' for Arista!"
"All of our names start with an 'A', dummy," Andrina teased.
"Plus, your charger is the red one," Aquata added. "Now give it here!" she demanded expectantly. Arista huffed, handing it over to her older sister who bore a smug look, taking it back victoriously.
I glanced at the van's digital display for quite possibly the millionth time that trip, groaning to see that we still had another four hours of driving to go, not including the rest stop I so desperately needed. My bladder was already ready to burst. The end of that journey couldn't have come soon enough.
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"Finally!" Alana sighed blissfully, stepping out of the van and shaking her jet black hair out so it fell effortlessly in waves halfway down her back. She rarely ever had a bad hair day, even after being stuck in the van for hours with eight other people. On the off-chance she did, it always became the biggest deal in the world.
We'd been driving for so long the sun had already set. Millions of stars glimmered above us, something we could never really see back in the city. We all filed out one by one, me being the last. I stumbled out of the back seat, my legs jelly after sitting down for so long. The hot summer air warmed my skin after all the hours of AC, making my hair stand on end. Dad passed the keys to one of the valets as we were swarmed by bellboys taking our luggages up to our rooms. Among the entourage, I immediately spotted a familiar face.
"Your majesty!" Sebastian called, giving my dad a firm punch in the arm. "Welcome back, man."
Sebastian Wright was Dad's right hand man. He was at the resort pretty much all year round, even during off-seasons like winter. He sometimes liked to think of Dad as the King of his kingdom, and of himself as a royal advisor. Hence the nickname.
"It's good to be back, Sebastian."
"Athena, you're looking well," he said, nodding firmly in Mom's direction.
"All of us are looking forward to the bicentennial," she replied with her usual grace and poise. If Dad was the King of this place, Mom definitely fit the role of Queen.
"Ariel!" Flounder's shrill voice rang through the crowd as he pushed his way through, tackling me in a hug.
"Hey buddy!" I laughed. "You've gotten bigger since the last time I saw you."
Flounder was the son of the head of operations and they lived on site. He had friends in the nearby town where he went to school, and in the summer, he spent his days helping out around the resort or just being a regular ten year old kid. His real name was Jason but he preferred his nickname since it was his favourite animal. It was especially fitting since floundering could have definitely been an adjective used to describe him. He was always clumsy and almost always messing around.
"I gotta show you this cool thing I found on the beach," he said, already pulling me off in some unknown direction.
"Hang on a second!" I didn't move an inch. "It might have to wait til tomorrow," I said rather pragmatically, gesturing at the dark night sky. "It was a long drive and I'm pooped. Plus, we still need to get settled down and unpack. I'm dying to get some peace and quiet away from my sisters." I said that last part quietly. I loved my family to death but they could sometimes be a little insufferable, especially when all of us were confined to a small space.
He looked a little disappointed but was quick to mask it. "Okay, I'll show you tomorrow then. But you better go, they're already inside."
I glanced up and true enough, my family was already through the main entrance and I could see them heading towards one of the far wings. "How did I even miss that?" I asked aloud, jogging after them.
We were headed in the direction of the bigger rooms and I immediately got excited. Maybe we were finally old enough to get bigger rooms rather than the smaller ones. The last time we were at the resort, our rooms were never super tiny and we didn't have to share which was a blessing in itself, but the bigger, fancier rooms were where it was at.
And then Dad brought us into one of the suites.
It wasn't what I had expected. There was of course the living room with loads of space to lounge around. Two attached bathrooms with bathtubs and toilets with bidets. And one bedroom. One massive bedroom. With seven beds.
Our bags were already waiting and I immediately spotted my emerald green suitcase by one of the beds by the far wall.
The room was already abuzz with conversation.
"This room is amazing!"
"I can't wait to take a nice, long bubble bath."
"Attina, can we swap beds? Please?"
"The speaker can go here, my posters will go up here…"
My sisters immediately began to chorus about how great our accommodations were. Meanwhile, I was trying to remain conscious instead of passing out from a mixture of shock and horror.
"Are we not getting our own rooms?" I asked Mom quietly. Apparently, I didn't ask quietly enough as every head in the room turned to look at me. Great. Now I was the spoiled youngest sibling. Living up to my role.
"The resort is overbooked thanks to the bicentennial," she calmly explained while I tried to avoid everyone's lingering gaze. "We saved this family suite for you girls. It'll be fun! Kind of like those summer camps you used to go to as kids."
I always hated those summer camps. A bunch of sweaty preteens stuck in a confined space with nothing but each other for company. It got worse for me when I realised my preferences towards women combined with the beginning of puberty would lead to disastrous consequences every morning of camp. Thankfully Mom stopped forcing me to go, as much as Dad wanted me to continue.
My older sisters were all giving me the look to say 'just shut your trap and say thank you'. Well, all of them except Arista who was really astoundingly bad at reading a room. At least now we had technology so it couldn't be that bad.
"Of course." I forced a smile. "It'll be nice spending time together." Even though I desperately wanted as much time away from my sisters as possible. It was enough having to live under the same roof all year round. Just a little room to myself was all I wanted, just a place to get away if I needed to.
"We'll leave you girls to get settled in," Dad said. "The kitchen is still running so you all can order a late supper. Breakfast is down by the water tomorrow at eight thirty. Don't be late." He was clearly directing that final statement at me even if he was looking at all of us.
"Yes, Dad," we chorused as our parents took their leave.
Attina immediately took charge, grabbing the room service menu and flipping through it. She already had all our favourite foods committed to memory. A caesar wrap for her, chicken soup for Alana, cucumber sandwiches for Adella, chow mein for Aquata, buttered noodles for Arista, whatever was the daily special for Andrina and crab cakes for me. We were all lucky she was the oldest. She handled her role with the most precision and effort. Anyone else and the seven of us would constantly be in complete and utter disarray.
"Food will be here in half an hour," she proclaimed when she put down the phone. "Any bed trading happens now. Start unpacking, keep your stuff out of other people's stuff and let the summer begin!"
There was a whirlwind of activity. Attina was asked to swap beds with people about three times. I never had that problem. No one wanted the farthest bed. Luggages flung open, clothes were piled into closets. Adella already began hanging up posters of half a dozen different boy bands above her bed, riskily standing on the headboard to do so.
I heaved my trunk of treasures onto the bed and opened it up, extracting my favourite knick-knacks to display on my little bedside table. They included my lucky conch shell I found with Mom on the beach when I was a toddler, a whistle which was the first thing I found with the metal detector I got for Christmas, and a rusty screwdriver from 1843, among other things.
I wasn't in the mood to unpack. I wasn't in the mood to watch Love Island with my sisters while they ate their room service either. Hence why I stayed on my bed and wallowed in self pity when they all flocked to the food I loved my family. I loved my sisters more than anything. But being extra close to them the entire summer long wasn't exactly what I'd call ideal.
Back home, we had our own rooms. Whenever my hormones grew out of control, I could always hide away and wait for them to regulate again. Wait until I had the self control to assure myself I wouldn't do anything stupid. Here I had the bathroom, I guess?
After minutes (or maybe hours?) of staring at the ceiling, I felt the mattress dip under the weight of another person and Attina looked down on me.
"Not in the mood for a lecture right now," I mumbled, turning over so I wouldn't have to look at her.
"What's the matter, Ariel?" she asked, tucking a lock of coppery brown hair behind her ear.
"It's nothing."
"It's clearly something. You love Chef Louis' crab cakes but right now they're sitting outside getting cold."
"Really, Attina, I'm fine," I insisted, not wanting to talk about the real reason I wanted to isolate myself from her and the rest of my siblings.
She hummed through pursed lips, obviously not buying it but not wanting to press on further for fear that I clammed up more. "Tomorrow morning I'm going to do a little beach clean up. You should come with me. We can see the sunrise. You and Aquata are pretty much the only other morning people around here but I already know she's going to train in the pool."
I sighed, not wanting to fight her on this anymore. "Sure, why not."
Attiina gave me a sincere smile and it made me happy to see her like that. "Great. Now come on. Love Island isn't gonna watch itself."
If I was gonna be stuck with the six of them for the rest of the summer, I might as well get used to their company, so I reluctantly let Attina pull me to my feet and lead me towards the rest of them, simultaneously dreading and looking forward to the next few months to come.
Hello dear reader! I realise this story is kind of like Anna's Adventures by ChocolateCookieCream in that it's basically main character x harem. I totally recommend you check that story out by the way if you haven't, I personally am a huge fan :)
What do you think of this story so far? I wonder what shenanigans this summer has in store for Ariel? As always, leave a review to let me know what you think and until next chapter, stay safe wherever you are.