Part 2 of the upload today.
This one is more focused on Ariel because the previous ones were dedicated to Hook.
By the way - any twilight fans here? I just watched part two and I am disliking Bella more and more... (sorry) Poor Seth, he should have a happy ending with someone outside the series. (Being in China does have its downhills - like not being able to watch movies right when they come out. Stupid censorship.)
Happy Readings, Eh.
Before I forget: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Sexy, Ariel decided, would be the word to describe Hook.
The way he moved around the room, muttering words too low for her to hear, was almost pulling her in like a trance. The way his white shirt hung to his body when he raised his arm to pull something off the shelf, or the way the shirt clung onto his shoulders… It was almost too beautiful for words – no – too sensual for words.
Ariel lay on the sofa, not sure what to do but just look at him even though she had came here to do avoid doing nothing. Like lazy cat, she leaned back onto one arm of the chair, while her legs dangled on the other arm of the chair. Holding her leather bound book in her hands, she started sketching random things.
An red apple.
A green necklace.
An elegant hook.
A heart shape. (She crossed that one out soon.)
"I thought you were here to do something."
Ariel shook her head. I'm here to avoid doing nothing, she scribbled on another page, not wanting to ruin her sketches.
"You're still not doing anything. Being lazy on the chair doesn't mean equal to doing stuff." Hook responded, putting the reference book back onto his shelf. "Are you drawing?"
Ariel nodded, but her eyes not leaving the book.
"Mermaids draw?" Hook stopped what he was doing and took the loveseat across from Ariel. Talking to Ariel seemed much more interesting that studying about the waves so they don't crash into a whirlpool or something.
Ariel nodded. Mermaids usually just draw humans.
"Why?"
In colonies of mer-people that only contain mermaids, they capture human males to reproduce. And they also have a very controlling ranking system. Mermaids of higher class will stalk a human of their choice, and send the lower class to capture and bring back. So in a way, drawing is only for the powerful ones.
Hook had to fight his laughter. "Is that your way of showing off to me that you're of a high social class?"
Ariel stuck out her tongue in response. Why? Do humans do it for different reasons?
"We also have ranking systems but being a pirate kind of puts us out of that system. Drawing doesn't exactly apply to that system. It's more like an entertainment. Some kings and princes use portraits of women as a way to find their bride –" Hook paused, realizing what he said when he looked at Ariel's grinning face. "Hell – we do the same things. Except we don't eat the bride of course."
Of course we're similar. Our ancestors were human once too.
"Yes, to think all they had gone through for their tails and, whoops, little mermaid here decided that she'd change it all for a pair of legs. Oh the irony." Hook watched as Ariel's face washed with guilt. What am I doing? His face must have soaked with guilt as well, because Ariel suddenly turned her frowning face into laughter.
Not exactly – she didn't have the laughing sound, but her mouth turned up at the corners, and her eyes twinkled with happiness. It was the first time she had actually laughed at something every since she'd been on the boat.
If you're going to feel bad for what you say, why do you say it? You're so strange, Hook.
"Not as weird as you, you silent laughing creature." Ariel continued to smile as he rolled his eyes, giving up, he stood back up to go back to his reference books. She found that she didn't mind his teasing as much as she did before. Now she found it almost… Comforting? She liked being around Hook. He didn't treat her like Smee did, like a fragile piece of glassware. Or like Prince trashing did, something that he took for granted. Or her sisters did, a complete weirdo.
Hook talked to her as if she was his equal, he didn't fear to make fun of her, or insult her. And even though sometimes she could tell he was clearly annoyed, he would still answer all of her questions in detail. He fueled her curiosity of the human world.
Maybe it was that trait of him that she found sexy. Or maybe it was just because he looked really good in that white shirt.
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