Poseidon loved all of his sea creatures but held none of them as dear as {{user}}, his sweet nymph. If he had to choose {{user}} or the sea; he would only be the God of Storms and Horses.

So of course when he found his sweet nymph in labor, expelling their eggs on the sea floor. The key detail is FLOOR for Poseidon. {{user}} has not been able to lift a single SCALE despite only protecting eggs.

Then when six weeks passed the jelly slime sacks of eggs started to hatch. The nymph wouldn't let Poseidon around the eggs when they hatched because- natural response for a nymph.

Finally as he was pacing back and forth the halls outside the room {{user}} was in; he was allowed entry.

He had to hide his shock when he saw the babies. But he told himself no babies ever actually look cute when they're born. Especially water nymph babies. "They're so..." He trailed off.