Alright so I didn't get to do as much character building as I would like to, but this isn't the last chapter, so I have a lot to work with. enjoy!

3rd person POV

Mathias and Lukas both got two firm sticks to use as fishing rods and took small vines from the trees to use as string. The only thing they had to use as hooks were little sticks they sharpened with Mathias' pocket knife. "Now we just need something to use as bait" Mathias said. "I suppose you could suffice." Lukas said, gesturing to the taller man. "Lulu, you know that isn't going to fly." Mathias responded. Lukas put his hand under his chin as if considering. "You're right. You're so fat you'd break the rod." He said, a smirk coming on his face. "Lu…stop being so mean." Mathias said with a pouting face.

Lukas stopped teasing and they started looking under the rocks for worms. "I don't see anything!" Mathias complained. "You won't. Not in the dry part. You have to dig a little bit." Lukas said as he began to dig in the sand. Mathias laughed. "Just like a dog" He jested. Lukas only gave him a glare and continued looking for worms. Once they had gathered a few, they put the worms on the hooks and casted out into the water.

"I bet I can catch more fish than you." Mathias said, glaring over at the Norwegian. "You always think you can better me. What kind of self-satisfaction do you get from it?" Lukas asked. Mathias practically blurted out with laughter. If he's ever known a man who loved to get the extra point over on someone, it was Lukas. As Mathias was laughing, Lukas hurled a handful of sand in his open mouth. To make matters worse for Mathias, a fish somehow managed to hit him in the face.

"Oh look, a fish." Lukas said as the fish wiggled down into Mathias' arms. The Dane was kind of angry that Lukas was more worried about the fish than him. More fish came out of the water until there must've been at least twenty. It was a miracle! But…how did they get there?

Finally Feli came out of the water. "I hope that's enough." He said. "More than what we need actually" Lukas said with a look of satisfaction. Mathias started returning the extra fish to the water while Feli went to up to Lukas with a look of expectation. "Oh, right. Takk. That's thank you in Norwegian." He said. Feli nodded and returned to the water.

"We need to go cook these right away!" Mathias shouted. Lukas nodded in agreement. After gutting the fish with a pocket knife, the two men carried a dozen fish back to camp. Everyone was excited to see food, but especially Emil. They all helped to pile together some sticks and Lukas found some flint to light it with.

Using some thicker sticks, Mathias crafted a makeshift rotisserie spit and stuck them through the fish's bodies. Perfect. He slowly cooked them as Emil grabbed some leaves off a tree to use as plates. When the fish finished, they were put upon those leaves and served.

They all ate their fish until they were full and satisfied. "I almost want another, but then I'd pop!" Emil said jokingly. Mathias nodded with his tongue hanging out. "Yeah! I know whatcha mean! It was a pretty good meal for being shipwrecked!" Mathias said with a happy smile. Lukas did admit, but he thought that the meal was decent as well.

They began to talk about their Viking days. Mathias was rambling on how good of a Viking he used to be and still had count of how many people he killed. "Who said we had to stop being Vikings?" Lukas asked. "History Lulu….History." Mathias replied sadly. "We can still be like Vikings" Lukas said. That was true. It didn't take raiding villages to be a Viking.

"A-am I considered a Viking?" Emil asked. "No…you're our land. There's a difference." Lukas said in reply. Emil groaned with annoyance. The pitiful groan he made brought a smile to Mathias' face. "Mathias, that's not cool. Stop it." Emil fussed. The Dane shrugged it off and grabbed the other two in a firm hug. "But the real thing that matters is that we're family!" He said loudly.

FELI'S POV

I've been spying on them…They don't seem to have noticed yet. I think that's a good thing. I don't want them to feel like I'm stalking them or anything. I can't explain it, but the more I hang out with that Lukas person, I get more attached. I've also decided that it's a male. There's no doubt about it. But even if he is a male, I'm still interested in him nonetheless.

Every time I get around Lukas, I get this little fluttery feeling. What is that? Is that what being in love feels like? I've heard people talk about it and I've decided that hearing about love and experiencing it are two totally different things.

But…I wonder…are there different kinds of love? Does all love mean being married to a spouse? I'd like to believe otherwise, but mermaid culture describes love only as being between spouses. We don't know of any other love. Do humans?

I suppose I've thought much too much about the matter of love. I wanted to focus on what these weirdly wonderful humans are doing. I don't know if it's customary, but it looked like the whale man is choking the others. The little one's turning blue in the face. Is that…usual?

Oh, they finally have stopped. And they stripped down to their shorts. It looked as though they're ready to take a swim. Should I have stayed there or swam off? I thought I might stay.

Emil came over to the water first. "Coming for a dip?" I asked. "I haven't gotten to swim yet, so yeah!" He said back. I saw the whale man charging at the water and quickly swam out of his way. His splash was huge, but not the biggest I've ever seen. Lukas began to run to the water too, but stopped at the edge and simply put his – I think they're called feet—in the water.

"Would you like to see something cool?" I asked him. He nodded. "Sure. I'm just going to chill on the beach so a little show would be nice. It's not good to eat then swim anyways" He replied to me. I smiled and turned to the ocean, ready to work my magic.

I made this whistling noise and I must have scared the whale man. He was looking around like he was ready to punch the lights out of something. As I suspected, a pod of bottlenose delphinidae came swimming in, but not too close as to get beached.