pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"On a lone rock, far out in the middle of the ocean, a lone seagull sat on an old crow's nest that was stuck in the crag. Humming an off-key sailors song he reclined back playing with an old telescope, looking through it this way and that, bouncing it on his head.
"Scuttle!"
The seagull's expression brightened and he flipped the telescope off his head and looking through it backwards called in an obnoxiously loud voice. "Whoa! Mermaid off the port bow!" he leaned forwards and the mermaid smiled at her foolish friend. "Ariel, how you doin' kid?" He lowered the spyglass and smiled his voice returning to the usual level when she suddenly became closer. "Whoa, what a swim!"
"Scuttle, look what we found!" she laughed putting her bag on the rock.
Flounder nodded and gestured wildly. "Yeah, we were in this sunken ship. It was really creepy."
"Human stuff huh?" Scuttle pulled an anchor out of the crow's nest and dropped it not realizing it was tied to his leg dropped it down pulling him with. Shaking himself off he stepped on Flounder's head and reached into Ariel's bag.
"Look at this! Wow, this is special," he said turning the fork around, "This is very, very unusual."
"What? What is it?" Ariel asked eagerly.
"It's a dinglehopper!" he said leaning forwards holding the item up in both wings. "Humans use these little babies." He bent the fork almost dropping it but managed to awkwardly catch it. "To straighten their hair out." He stuck the fork on his head a twirled it around. "See, just a little twirl here an' a yank there and voiolay!" He pulled the fork and a chunk of feathers out causing the rest to poof out violently. "You got an aesthetically pleasing configuration of hair that humans go nuts over!"
He handed it to Ariel who stared at it reverently. "A dinglehopper!"
"What about that one?" asked Flounder pointing to the pipe.
"Ah! This I haven't seen in years. This is wonderful!" he said examining the pipe before holding it up for the others to see. "A banded, bulbous – snarfblat!"
"Ooooohhh." Said Ariel and Flounder looking at each other in amazement. Even though the seagull seemed crazy, he really knew a lot about human things.
"Now, the snarfblat dates back to prehistorical times, when humans used to sit around, and stare at each other, all day." He pressed his face up against Ariel's to emphasize his point. "Got very boring. So, they invented the snarfblat to make fine music. Allow me!" He took a deep breath and blew hard into the pipe causing some bubbles and seaweed to come out the end.
"Music? Oh the concert!" Ariel gasped picking up her things and putting them in her bag. "Oh my gosh, my father's gonna kill me!" she said to Scuttle who was coughing and contemplating the pipe.
"Maybe you could make a little planter out of it or somethin," Scuttle mumbled shaking the pipe.
Flounder groaned "Oh man the concert was today?"
"Uh I'm sorry!" Ariel said grabbing the pipe and shoving it back in her bag. "I've gotta go. Thank you Scuttle!" She waved one last time before diving below the surface to face her father's wrath.
"Anytime sweetie, anytime."
As she and Flounder swam they were unaware they had two rather malicious followers. The eels grinned evilly peering out from under a rocky ledge as their eyes began to glow.
"Yeeeeeess, hurry home princess," a dark voice chuckled, watching the pair swim in a magical glowing orb. "We wouldn't want to miss old daddy's celebration now would we?"
Ursula, the octopus witch of the sea leaned back in her rocky perch with a scowl. She was one nasty looking creature. Obese, octopus-like, with light lavender skin and both red lips and fingernails, she was a creature that could make anyone cringe. She had white hair, gray eyes, aqua eyelids, a black mole on her right cheek, purple coral shell earrings, and black cord with a gold nautilus shell that was fastened around her meaty neck.
"Huh! Celebration indeed. Bah! In MY day, we had fantastical feasts when I lived in the palace."
She grabbed one of the trembling shrimp off her oyster plate and popped it in her mouth with a satisfied slurp.
"And now look at me! Wasted away to practically nothing! Banished, and exiled, and practically starving while he and his flimsy fish-folk celebrate!" she ranted leaning over the edge of her seat her rather large girth shifting a bit. She sat up and slid down out of her shell, her large tentacles swirling around her. Pacing she angrily pounded a fist into her hand. "Well, I'll give 'em something to celebrate soon enough. Flotsam! Jetsam!" she yelled at her crystal ball surprising the two eels with her sudden outburst.
"I want you to keep an extra close watch on this pretty little daughter of his." They smiled evilly and set off to do their masters bidding. Ursula's tentacles curled around her as she began hatching a rather terrible evil plan. Yes. "She may be the key to Triton's undoing…"/pre
"Scuttle!"
The seagull's expression brightened and he flipped the telescope off his head and looking through it backwards called in an obnoxiously loud voice. "Whoa! Mermaid off the port bow!" he leaned forwards and the mermaid smiled at her foolish friend. "Ariel, how you doin' kid?" He lowered the spyglass and smiled his voice returning to the usual level when she suddenly became closer. "Whoa, what a swim!"
"Scuttle, look what we found!" she laughed putting her bag on the rock.
Flounder nodded and gestured wildly. "Yeah, we were in this sunken ship. It was really creepy."
"Human stuff huh?" Scuttle pulled an anchor out of the crow's nest and dropped it not realizing it was tied to his leg dropped it down pulling him with. Shaking himself off he stepped on Flounder's head and reached into Ariel's bag.
"Look at this! Wow, this is special," he said turning the fork around, "This is very, very unusual."
"What? What is it?" Ariel asked eagerly.
"It's a dinglehopper!" he said leaning forwards holding the item up in both wings. "Humans use these little babies." He bent the fork almost dropping it but managed to awkwardly catch it. "To straighten their hair out." He stuck the fork on his head a twirled it around. "See, just a little twirl here an' a yank there and voiolay!" He pulled the fork and a chunk of feathers out causing the rest to poof out violently. "You got an aesthetically pleasing configuration of hair that humans go nuts over!"
He handed it to Ariel who stared at it reverently. "A dinglehopper!"
"What about that one?" asked Flounder pointing to the pipe.
"Ah! This I haven't seen in years. This is wonderful!" he said examining the pipe before holding it up for the others to see. "A banded, bulbous – snarfblat!"
"Ooooohhh." Said Ariel and Flounder looking at each other in amazement. Even though the seagull seemed crazy, he really knew a lot about human things.
"Now, the snarfblat dates back to prehistorical times, when humans used to sit around, and stare at each other, all day." He pressed his face up against Ariel's to emphasize his point. "Got very boring. So, they invented the snarfblat to make fine music. Allow me!" He took a deep breath and blew hard into the pipe causing some bubbles and seaweed to come out the end.
"Music? Oh the concert!" Ariel gasped picking up her things and putting them in her bag. "Oh my gosh, my father's gonna kill me!" she said to Scuttle who was coughing and contemplating the pipe.
"Maybe you could make a little planter out of it or somethin," Scuttle mumbled shaking the pipe.
Flounder groaned "Oh man the concert was today?"
"Uh I'm sorry!" Ariel said grabbing the pipe and shoving it back in her bag. "I've gotta go. Thank you Scuttle!" She waved one last time before diving below the surface to face her father's wrath.
"Anytime sweetie, anytime."
As she and Flounder swam they were unaware they had two rather malicious followers. The eels grinned evilly peering out from under a rocky ledge as their eyes began to glow.
"Yeeeeeess, hurry home princess," a dark voice chuckled, watching the pair swim in a magical glowing orb. "We wouldn't want to miss old daddy's celebration now would we?"
Ursula, the octopus witch of the sea leaned back in her rocky perch with a scowl. She was one nasty looking creature. Obese, octopus-like, with light lavender skin and both red lips and fingernails, she was a creature that could make anyone cringe. She had white hair, gray eyes, aqua eyelids, a black mole on her right cheek, purple coral shell earrings, and black cord with a gold nautilus shell that was fastened around her meaty neck.
"Huh! Celebration indeed. Bah! In MY day, we had fantastical feasts when I lived in the palace."
She grabbed one of the trembling shrimp off her oyster plate and popped it in her mouth with a satisfied slurp.
"And now look at me! Wasted away to practically nothing! Banished, and exiled, and practically starving while he and his flimsy fish-folk celebrate!" she ranted leaning over the edge of her seat her rather large girth shifting a bit. She sat up and slid down out of her shell, her large tentacles swirling around her. Pacing she angrily pounded a fist into her hand. "Well, I'll give 'em something to celebrate soon enough. Flotsam! Jetsam!" she yelled at her crystal ball surprising the two eels with her sudden outburst.
"I want you to keep an extra close watch on this pretty little daughter of his." They smiled evilly and set off to do their masters bidding. Ursula's tentacles curled around her as she began hatching a rather terrible evil plan. Yes. "She may be the key to Triton's undoing…"/pre