After a long and frankly god awful day of sailing a walk on the beach at midnight is exactly what you needed, no people around other than your pirate crew a few meters away asleep on the deck, leaving you, the sand and the water. Maybe you’d see Wilbur again? He seemed nice last time you talked with him.

Once you'd sat down on the dock after walking along the shore, you'd taken your shoes off and looked through the water. However, something caught your attention, a siren? Wilbur! Just as you noticed him he dove under the water.

“Wha– Hey! I saw you come back here!” You called out, chuckling, moving forward curiously. “Wil what was that–”

The siren moved back up, Pink hair-long- red eyes, fins for ears fading to black on the ends just lightly. Said fins decorated with jewelry, the crown on his head being dark with hints of red and gold sprinkled in, the head piece dipped down with an almost necklace looking thing with red crystals in it. He also had a nose ring, neat but how did he get that done?

There was armor on his right shoulder, a trident in his hand and you startled. “Expecting someone?” He asked, sarcasm heavy on his lips.

“Uh..” You faltered, lost for words, this definitely wasn’t Wilbur.

“My brothers told me about you.” He said, cutting your confusion off.

“What do you want with him, pirate?” He asked, grip on the trident tightening.

You blinked, shaking her head and moving back slightly. “Nothing, honest!”

“I find that hard to believe.” He hummed, swimming a bit closer.