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(look at that, i wrote something! and finished it in the timespan i promised no less! well, happy mermay =D)
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Wilbur grew up, like everyone else, being warned away from the sea.
"It's not safe," he was always told, "The mers don't come near shore often, but you can't risk it."
He knew they were right, but he couldn't resist.
He'd picked up the hobby when he was about 16- he would tell his dad that he was going to spend the day with friends, then he would drive out to a little town situated by the seaside, only about an hour away, park himself on a cliff overlooking the sea, and try to get a glimpse of a mer. He only saw them from a distance, it was true that they rarely came to shore, but even from afar, he could tell they were beautiful, and huge. Their size was what made them so dangerous, even if they meant no harm, if they were just curious, if one grabbed you it could crush your spine without even meaning to. But their size was also what made them so fascinating.
Seeing one was enough to take your breath away, and he knew from the first time he spotted one, seeing those giants breaching the waves was too enthralling to give up. Enough so that, when he got old enough to leave home and move out, he knew there was no place he'd rather be than that little town by the sea.
And all these years later, he was still at it.
It was raining pretty hard that day, so he was, of course, perched on the cliff, his usual spot, a towel wrapped around his head and shoulders to protect him from the rain, looking out over the water.
Heavy rain was a surprisingly good time to spot mers. They would rise to the surface of the water and raise their hands and faces to the sky. The ones doing this were always small (for mers, anyways), by his estimate they were usually 50 feet long or smaller. Juveniles, probably. Full-grown mers were almost always at least 80 feet.
He hadn't seen any today, though… and he could already hear thunder rolling in. He groaned in disappointment, knowing he couldn't stay out if there would be lightning. Even he wasn't that foolhardy. He picked himself up and started towards his van.
After a few steps, he turned to look back- out of the corner of his eye, he had seen something on the beach below; something rolling inland, pushed onto the sand by the harsh waves. It came to a gentle stop in the middle of the beach. Wilbur looked up at the sky; he hadn't seen any lightning yet. He crept back towards the edge of the cliff and looked down to the shore below.
His first thought was that it was just a rock. A really big, round, smooth rock, but the more he looked at it, the more off it felt. It was too smooth, and it was a bright white color, not to mention he'd never seen a rock so big wash up on shore like that, even during a storm- it had to be at least a foot in diameter.
He glanced back at his van, then turned his gaze back at the object. He heard a distant clap of thunder and saw the sky light up.
He sighed, stood up, and headed towards the steep trail leading down to the beach.
It was becoming more and more obvious the closer he got to the object. This wasn't a rock, or a ball that ended up in the ocean before getting washed ashore again. When he knelt down in front of it and gently touched his hands to the object's hard, but fragile surface, his suspicions were confirmed.
It was an egg.
And an egg this size could only be…
He looked out over the sea. There was no sign of any adult mers, no massive sea creatures rushing towards the shore to chase him away from their egg. Would its parents eventually show up if he left the egg here? Or would it dry out if left on land for too long? He couldn't put it back in the water, not with this storm raging and no way to know it would be protected. Would it stand a chance if he just left it here?
… Would it stand a chance if he took it home?
He had a pretty big fish tank in his apartment. The last fish he got for it had died about a month ago, but he'd still changed the water a couple times, so it would be ready if he impulse-bought more fish or something, so it would at least be clean enough. He'd have to figure out something else once the egg actually hatched- he wasn't sure how big newborn mers were, exactly, but he didn't think one would be able to thrive for very long in his 60-gallon fish tank- but maybe he could take it to… an aquarium, or something? Some kind of marine wildlife rehabilitation center? There had to be something.
Another clap of thunder, and lightning striking the water- much too nearby for comfort. Wilbur couldn't stall this decision any longer. He wrapped the wet towel that had been draped over his head around the egg, and rushed with it back to the van.
Thankfully, he ran into no one as he made his way home. The other townsfolk tolerated his strange hobby without much more than some raised eyebrows, but there would be far more questions if they saw him soaking wet, holding an egg bigger than his head, and he did not feel like answering any of them.
Which made it all the more enraging when he opened the door to his apartment, and the first thing he saw was an all-too-familiar face framed by long, pink hair.
"Techno." Wilbur said, "What are you doing here."
"Making toast." His brother responded.
"In my apartment?"
"I ran out of bread at my place." It was only then that Techno looked up at Wilbur- then looked again. "Uh, what is that?"
"It's none of your business, now go home." Wilbur nudged past him towards his living room.
"But my toast isn't ready."
"I don't care about your toast, Techno, I have bigger things to worry about right now." He set the egg down, gently, in the fish tank. He kept it partly wrapped in the towel, even though it was surrounded by water now. It just felt right.
"No kidding." Techno stepped behind him. "Is that… real?"
Wilbur nodded. "I mean, I think it is. I saw it wash up on the beach. If it's fake, someone went to a lot of trouble to make it seem real."
"What were you doing on the beach?"
Wilbur rolled his eyes, Techno knew exactly what he was doing on the beach. "Your toast is burning."
"Oh, shit."
Techno hurried back to the kitchen, and Wilbur pulled out his phone, opened Discord, and sent a message in his mer-watching server.
Weird question, but does anyone here know anything about mer eggs? Do we have any idea how long they take to hatch or anything? Or what the babies are like when they hatch?
It didn't take very long for a few replies to roll in.
I don't think scientists have gotten to observe many really young mers in the wild. They're kinda hard to study, I think we only know the basics about juveniles
Idk about eggs but I've read that baby mers eat whole fish, even tho the adults are filter feeders. Kinda weird
i don't know that anyone's seen an actual mer egg, have they?
Yeah, actually, one got beached in I think California a few years ago. A conservation group tried to take care of it but it didn't hatch
Well, that was disheartening. If someone who actually knew what they were doing couldn't keep a mer egg alive, what chance did he have?
His phone vibrated, another message received.
I heard about that too, didn't they figure out the problem was that they didn't keep it warm enough?
Oh, now that was useful information.
Thanks guys, that's all good to know, he sent.
Np. Why'd you ask though?
Just got curious I guess. I got to go now actually, talk to you guys later.
"Techno!" He called out to the kitchen, "Keep an eye on this thing for me for a little."
"Why do I have to babysit your egg?" Techno replied through a mouthful of half-burnt toast.
"You broke into my apartment and stole my bread." Wilbur said as he headed to the door. "Also, don't call it my egg, that's weird."
One trip to the pet store and a brand new aquarium heater later, Wilbur was starting to feel like he had half a prayer at making this work.
I love the shitty things i cook up in a few minutes
Live lbts test tube tho this looks so stuipid it was made for my profile on discord bc i tend to change my profile to among us when its 3 am for my friend or me and they said it didnt match my name (lbts test tube) and they were right so i made this thing…!
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My brain is debating if I like Toifan more or toipad but at the same time it depends. Like I mainly like Toifan from the lbts au and from the among us gameplay but it's still a cute duo like they would yap for hours long about the show. But toipad on the other hand oh my god so many reasons angst and love all of that overall they are cute together too and I really can't tell what I like more... (●´⌓`●)
