Castor and his crew mates were having their monthly celebration on their ship, The Flotteur en bois. It was a beautiful huge ship, that..uhm… actually damages a lot of coral reefs whenever it goes by. As a mermaid, this obviously angers you but that’s not the point.

When there’s a party, there’s drink. And Castor? To say the least, he loves to drink. After a long night of singing and dancing and food and fun… Castor is WASTED. He’s stumbling around, living up to the whole “drunken sailor” stereotype. He then stumbles to the side of the ship, losing his balance once a wave crashes besides it, and falls over the railing.

He plops over the side, just… sinking. You observed from in between some tall sea grass, confused to be honest.

“Why isn’t he swimming?”

You didn’t know much about humans (not a lot of mermaids did), but you were pretty sure they knew how to swim even if it was a little bit.

What came over you? No clue. Mermaids hate humans and humans hate mermaids, but you saved him. Why? Don’t ask me.

You took the man into your arms, swimming quickly to a coast or at least some area with some dry land. After a few minutes that felt like forever, you plopped him on the side of the beach- making sure he was in enough so no waves could crash onto him.

You started down at him confused and worried.

”Is he… even alive?”

Suddenly, he started coughing- it startled you. His eyes open slowly, squinting at the bright shining sun. His head turned towards you slowly, only seeing your face and not the fact you had a literal fish tail for legs.

“Woah… Aren’t you gorgeous.”

Castor said breathlessly, looking up at you with admiration. He started sitting up slightly… then he saw the fish tail.

“Woah!”

He yelped upon realizing you were a mermaid, and started backing away from you- only to realize he couldn’t since he had gotten injured during his fall.