Mer III

the fanstasy concludes


And a beautiful sunrise it is. Blue melts into pink melts into red as sky melts into water...

Splash! Garnet (tail turned back to legs, scales into skin) drips herself on to the deck of The Happy Deviant. Quickly grabbing her beach towel, she envelops herself and proceeds to coax the water out of her ears by tapping the side of her head with the heal of her palm.

“Mornin’ Captain!” she chirps, upon seeing Captain R. emerge onto the deck, rubbing his sleepy eyes, “Wasn’t it the most wonderful...”

Garnet’s enthusiasm is interuppted by the ringing of her cell phone, which she quickly retrieves from her bag. A cloud comes over her face as she listens intently.

“But I didn’t even have any knees last night!” she says defensively. Holding the device away from her mouth and glancing at Captain R., she explains, “It’s Carla, my alter ego. She says that it being Holy Week, I should be on my knees praying rather than cavorting with underwater heathens!”

“And they’re NOT heathens!” she scolds into the mouthpiece of her cell, “But, OK...” she continues with a sigh, “I’ll be back in time for Holy Thursday Mass.” Rolling her eyes, she snaps the phone closed.

“Guess I’ve got to get off at the next port...” she sighs to Captain R., “But...” she continues with a mischievous smile, “Don’t hurry, OK?”