ITâS (still) MERMAY AND I SUDDENLY GOT INSPIRED ANd now weâre here.
As always, this writing is inspired by @q-unsolved because Q pretty much inspires everything I write regarding the ghoulboys and just look at their art, okay. I would sell my soul for everything they draw. (I hope I do your art justice Q <3)
(This time I got inspired by this artwork because oh my itâs just so good, I had to turn it into a story.)
Ryan and Shane have been excited for this shoot since they knew about it. For the first time in Unsolved history, they would go out to sea for their ghoul hunting adventures. However, not only was this the first time they would travel to the open water, but apparently also⌠vlog this whole thing. Shane tried not to laugh, but based on Ryanâs angered face, he failed. âIâm sorry, but why are you doing this again?â
âWell, the people said they would be interested in the making of an Unsolved episode, and itâs almost been 5 years since the first episode aired, so I thought it would be a good time to do so.â
Shane nodded. Then, after a short time: âThis is stupid.â
Ryan punched him in the arm, but the slight smile on his face gave away that he agreed with Shane.Â
They travelled there a few days earlier, mainly because they wanted to shoot at another location too. Unfortunately, something went wrong which meant they couldnât go ghost hunting anymore. Which was a bummer, because they had to find a spare location now, which meant that the next season was going to come out later that they planned, or worst case would have fewer episodes, but that most likely wonât be the case. Since they could not really search for a new hunted place just now, they cleared things out and decided to use this newly earned free time to look around the city. It felt like a short vacation, or having an extra day off, except they still had to do some work. Nevertheless, they had fun, and putting the lost location aside, it was a nice trip.
 On the evening before they would start filming, Ryan and Shane decided to take a first look on whatâs about to come. âJust warning those ghosts so they wonât mess with usâ, Ryan joked when they stood on the piers, looking at the supposedly hunted ship. Of course, Shane being himself, had to take this a bit further. He kneed down at one end (âWho knows, maybe itâs the water thatâs haunted by funny sea demonsâ), stuck his hand in the water and waved it wildly around while making weird requests or insulting whatever was supposed to be there. Nothing happened, as usual, until Shane was about to put his hand back. With no warning whatsoever, he fell over and was gone. âShane!â, Ryan gasped while kneeing at the exact same spot his friend has been a second ago, searching for him, without success. The moment Ryan turned around to get help, it was like a force pulled him back, dragging him right into the water, leaving him no chance to react. And this wasnât even the most shocking thing, as Ryan found out when he turned around and saw Shane.
He stared at Ryan with a startled expression, and it took Ryan everything to not start screaming.
Shane was⌠What?! What the fuck?! No, no, no, no, no. This couldnât be true. That wasnât happening. That⌠no! Whatever this was, it freaked him out.
Shane? A⌠Merman? Hell fucking no.
Since he ran out of air, and this mysterious force seemed to let go of him again, Ryan quickly swam to the surface and took a deep breath. He didnât have much time to breathe in more, because this time it was Shane who pulled him underwater, hold him tight, his hand pressed on his mouth while his thumb and index finger held his nose, and he swam away. Ryan tried to fight, but couldnât really do anything, and his mind was racing. This⌠was real. This was real. This was real and happening. This was- if he could, he would have chuckled out of disbelief, because there was no way to describe what was going on inside of him.
Eventually, Ryan could feel that he was running out of air and started wiggling to make Shane aware of this. At least Shane seemed to understand him, because he escorted him to the surface and then let go of him.
While he was catching his breath, Ryan looked around and saw⌠not much. The open water, yes, and the shore and that was it. Before he could get pulled underwater one more time, Ryan swam towards the bank and sat on the stony ground once he was completely out of the water. Then he stared at the point where he assumed Shane to be and waited until he got out of the water. It didnât take long until Shane appeared at the shore and pulled himself out of the water. Ryan would have helped him, but he was so paralyzed by Shaneâs appearance that he couldnât move, even if he wanted. He followed all of Shaneâs moves, until he leaned at a conveniently placed rock and tried to regain energy. Since Shane sat right in front of Ryan, with his side facing him, he had a perfect look at him, although the slowly setting sun made it a bit more difficult to make out all the details. But it was enough to see the fins, the gills, the scales and the tail. Evidently, Shane was a mermaid. Man. Merman. MerâŚ-
Now Ryan started laughing while shaking his head, which got Shaneâs attention, who just looked at him with an abashed expression.
âYouâre⌠youâre a merman!â
Ryan could read in his face that Shane wanted to say something, but the words didnât want to come out.
âI-I-I canât believe⌠youâre⌠this⌠What the fuck, Shane?! How can you keep such a big secret? Did you ever plan on telling me that apparently fucking Merpeople exist? And that youâre one of them? You canât justâŚâ, Ryan took a brief pause, trying to think about what to say, but there was too much going on inside his head to find a clear thought. âWhat the hell?â
âHey, Ryan, calm down, ok-â
âHow do you expect me to calm down when youâre-â
âA merman, yes, thatâs right. Which is also the reason I didnât tell anyone. You donât just run around telling people this. And if it wasnât for⌠whatever pulled me down, you would have never found out.â
Ryan didnât respond to this, but instead inspected Shaneâs body again. âYouâre⌠this is real.â
Shane nodded. Then, after Ryan wouldnât stop looking over him: âYou can stop staring now, I wonât turn human again until Iâm completely dry.â
âHow... How does that work?â
Shane shrugged. âI dunno. It's not like there is actually someone who can explain this.â
âBut... Why? I've seen you swim before, and you didnât turn into a Merman back then! Did this just happen⌠a-a few months ago or what?â
âNo, no, it's.. Complicated, I guess. Like I said. I don't know how this works. I just know that I turn into... this, when I'm in freshwater. The higher the concentration or whatever you want to call it, the faster I transform. It has been like this since I could remember.â
âAnd... how exactly does it work?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âWhen you're in freshwater, do you feel that you're about to change? Or does it suddenly happen? And what exactly happens?â
Shane did not really want to talk about all of this, mainly because he couldnât answer most questions, but it was a good thing to do while waiting until he turned back normal again.
âI.. Kinda? It feels weird. My whole body just... aches, and I can feel everything growing. The weirdest thing is the fin, though.â To underline this, he lifted his fin a bit. âIt's like it starts growing at my hip and travels down my legs. Like some sort of second skin lies on top of my legs.â
âThat sounds disgusting.â
âOh, it is.â
They laughed, which was a welcome shift of the mood.
âCan I...?â Ryan started asking, and instead of finishing the sentence, he lifted his hand and moved it towards Shane.
âSure. Be careful on my fins though, they're really sensitive.â
âDidnât plan on touching those anyway.â
At first, Ryan poked at the fin to get a first feeling. Then he laid his whole hand down and after a second, started stroking downwards. âDude, you're really part fish...â
âI would have told you if I could. But I really donât want anyone to find out about this.â
While Shane was talking, Ryan stood up and sat down in front of him again, to closely inspect the fluke at the end of his fin. âItâs okay, after all this is a big thing. I guess I wouldnât have told you either.â
Then he looked at Shane with one eyebrow raised. âWait, how come you donât believe in ghosts when youâre a freaking Merman?â
He chuckled. âBecause I can obviously proof that Iâm real while you canât proof shit.â
Ryan clearly wanted to look angry, but he also couldnât stop smiling, so instead of making a witty remark, he gently pinched the bottom of Shaneâs fin, who winced in return but laughed afterwards. They sat there for a while, talking about this and that, when suddenly Shane interrupted their fun. âUh oh, there it goes.â
Before Ryan could ask what Shane meant by that, he could see him contorting his face with pain as his body started changing a few moments later. It happened all at once, the fins started growing back, it looked like his gills just⌠closed, his scales disappeared into his skin and the fin grew back too. It did look painful, but only lasted a few seconds, and after he detransformed (if you could call it that) Shane looked comfortable again. âWow, always feels good to have legs again.â
âI think that explains why your legs are so long, after all they need to turn into a whole fin!â
They both laughed more about the joke that it deserved, but part of it was just relief. Relief that this was weird but wouldnât change their relationship gravely.
âAlright, letâs walk back home, Iâm sure the others are already waiting. And no word to no one!â
âYou know me, I wouldnât tell a soul!â
Shane winked at him. âNot sure if I can trust you with that.â
As a response, Ryan gently punched him in his arm.

















