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awkwardgtace · 4 months

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Christmas Miracles

Here's my gift for the secret santa! @2-sleepy-for-this I hope you enjoy it. I sort of tried to match the kind of stuff I found on your blog as best I could, but I'm not suuuuper family with mcyt stuff. So it's kind of vaguely that, but not entirely (also sorry it took until now. I got a little sick right at the end of a trip I took)

Christmas Miracles

All your life you heard humans talking about ‘holidays’. You never had a chance to even try and understand what they were. Your parents kept you close by during those times. They would tell you the dangers of humans changing their habits at those times. A lot of years they made you move right as those ‘holidays’ ended. The last time they moved left you alone in a house with three new humans and no one to help you get started there. That didn’t matter though. You were grown up enough, you could take care of yourself. Even if your parents hadn’t taught you much yet.

You knew the first step was to watch them. It always sounded easy when your parents talked about it. Although you did make some mistakes at first. Going out when they were home and awake. Without your parents it was turning out to be a lot harder to figure out three whole lives.

It did help that these humans never noticed anything you did. Anything. One of the times you went exploring you found the one with brown hair in his room playing music. It made you curious and that curiosity led you to move close to him. So close that he probably should have noticed you. At one point your blood froze from his gaze on your tiny body, but when nothing happened you knew it was all in your head. A human wouldn’t just ignore you. That’s what your parents always said. Your parents would be right.

That wasn’t the only time you listened to him play music. Each time it got harder to go back to your home in the walls. Cold, lonely, and eerily quiet despite the massive beings living nearby. It made you miss your family.

Food collection was easy at least. There was one human that looked like he would hurt a borrower on sight. His pink hair braided behind him and a glare that made you shiver within the walls if you knew he was nearby. Normally you would avoid a human like him, but he had one trait that made him worth following around. This human was forgetful. You couldn’t count the times you’d wait just out of sight near a pile of food he left out. You never took much though, your family told you to be careful.

Most days when you were left with nothing to do all alone in the walls you’d follow the weirdest human. He always appeared calm, his blonde hair often under a hat. He almost reminded you of your parents… That wasn’t why you spent so much time following him around though. It was entirely because he talked to himself. A lot. Enough that you could almost pretend he was talking to you. Now and then you nearly answered a question he asked to the air. But you knew better. You always knew better.

After a whole year passed you felt more alone than ever. The humans were changing their habits and that had to mean the ‘holidays’ were coming. On the bright side you could finally learn what the word meant.

The changes in the humans’ schedules made you a bit nervous. Normally they were loud enough you could hear them as long as you were in an adjacent room, but now they’d talk so quietly you’d need to be on one of their shoulders to hear what was said. On their ‘movie nights’ (whatever movies were) they would look around the room for a while before starting it. A few times right after you felt eyes pass over you they started it without a word. Like you were a part of it.

The type of movie changed too. It kept talking about presents and miracles. Some kind of magic. You didn’t stay long. It was a boring human thing you didn’t care about. It definitely wasn’t because a lot of the movies talked about family… You definitely weren’t lonely.

The blonde one had a ‘project’ he started talking about. Nothing specific and usually just that he was making progress. The brown haired one started playing music in more rooms in the house. You liked that change, it was nice not having to check his room so often. The pink haired one started to forget food in weird places. Weird food too. Usually something the others called ‘cookies’. You waited as long as you could those times. It smelled too good to believe the human wouldn’t come back and notice you’d taken some.

After all of that the blonde one started telling stories. They all talked about something called Christmas and some guy named Santa. The stories had some weird lines too. “Santa brings presents to everyone big or small, out in the open or hidden.” You never saw Santa with your parents. Whoever he was only cared about humans.

You decided to happily ignore it. You were happy to ignore everything about Christmas. How they laughed and spent time together. The smiles as they changed the things in the rooms of the house. You weren’t ignoring it because you wanted to be a part of it. It wasn’t because you started to miss laughing with your own family. You weren’t starting to feel a sharp pain in your chest, or have nights where it was hard not to cry. You weren’t lonely… You were all grown up, a big man. You were the best borrower ever and you didn’t need a family. You didn’t want to be part of what the humans did either… even when they talked about how fun it all was.

The day the humans brought in a tree you almost cheered. That meant the ‘holidays’ were nearly done. No more movies about family, or songs about togetherness. It would go back to normal…

After they put a bunch of weird shiny stuff and lights on the tree, the pink haired one brought out something you were pretty sure was called a laptop. The brown haired one took it and managed to block the screen from your view. It was weird how they seemed to know just the right angle to sit at to do that.

“Did you boys set it up?” asked the blonde one as he walked into the room. He set a plate of cookies on the table near the brown haired one.

“Yeah, I added what I wanted too,” the brunette answered.

The pink haired one grunted, taking the computer and doing something to it. When he finished he set it on a table. Almost directly in your view. It was too far for you to make out anything on the screen though. The blonde one moved closer to it before standing up with a big grin.

“A guitar and a cape are interesting choices,” the blonde laughed. “Remember if you don’t tell someone what you want Santa can’t bring you a present for Christmas tonight. I’m shocked you didn’t pick something a bit crazier. Santa can grant wishes too.”

“We know, we know,” the pink haired one sighed before leaving the room. The words you heard had you vibrating.

You waited for the others to walk off. It felt like hours, but in reality it took just a few minutes. You ran down to the floor and made your way to the table with the laptop. It took a minute for you to reach the top and meet the screen face to face. Santa could grant wishes. It had to be told to someone, but he could grant wishes. If… if you told Santa you didn’t want to be alone anymore he could help. You were fine alone, but you still…

You bit your lip. This would be a risk. A huge risk. But you knew how to read and write. You could add to this list and maybe Santa really would bring something to someone as small as you. Slowly you made your way onto the keyboard of the laptop. You were so light you weren’t sure it would react how you needed.

Standing on the letter ‘i’ you stared at the screen. At the risk you were taking. You could delete it before the others woke up tomorrow. No human would know. You were the best, better than any other borrower ever. These humans had no idea you even existed. It might not even work. After a deep breath you jumped up into the air, when you landed the ‘i’ was on the screen. As far as you were concerned there was no backing out anymore.

It took a while, but you managed to spell out your wish. It wasn’t perfect, it didn’t look like the words your parents used to teach you, but it was there. You understood it and if this Santa guy could grant wishes he could probably figure out what you meant. You walked off the keyboard and sat down. Your plan was to catch your breath for just a few seconds, but writing your wish was more of a work out than you realized. A few blinks that lasted just a bit too long turned into full blown sleep. A sleep that left you right out in the open with your wish clear as day above you.

I want a famalee.

You woke up from a booming step that sent you into the air. At first you thought it was nothing and tried to go back to sleep, but then another came. And another that woke you up enough to remember where you were. You stood, prepared to run, only to freeze as a shadow stopped above you. A shadow of a human.

“Ho-ho-ho what’s this?” the human spoke. His voice was as deep as the pink haired human’s, but there was more emotion in it. It couldn’t be one of the three that lived in the house. That made the situation worse. You didn’t know what to do. There was nowhere to run, no safe way down. You were left with a human staring down at you. You almost fainted as he leaned closer. “I see now, did you add your wish for me?”

Stiffly, you nodded. The best guess you could make about the identity of this human was the magical Santa the blonde kept talking about. He was supposed to be kind. Maybe he’d be like the stories if you played along. At some point you’d have a chance to escape.

“Well I suppose I should see what you’ve asked for.” The towering human leaned forward. A fluffy white beard hovered just barely touching you. It was kind of soft, softer than any beard you touched before. More like the white stuff your parents would pull from human toys. You heard the faintest chuckle from the chest above you, it made you squirm. “So, you want a family?”

Another nod from you. He understood, maybe it was ok to hope. Santa worked miracles, had magic, and was kind. At least if the human stories were real. Maybe he’d give you a family even if he can’t bring back your parents… He hummed to himself as he looked around the house. Fear gripped your heart, what if he wasn’t kind? What if he wasn’t Santa? What if he just took you from here? Or just dropped you with random humans? Or-or-or-

“Well that makes my job a lot easier. Ho-ho-ho.” You tilted your head. He moved back to stare down at you. “The others here have talked about how they wanted another member to join their family for Christmas. How would you like to have the three people here as family?”

Your mouth fell open. Live in the open with them… That wouldn’t be too bad. Right? You already spent a lot of time around them. Sometimes you felt like you’d be safe if you went near them. It would be a lot better than hiding in the walls alone too. Your body moved while your mind kept piecing together the possibility. A vigorous nod up at this human… up at Santa.

“Then the other gift I brought won’t go to waste. Ho-ho-ho,” he laughed again.

Santa moved something off his shoulder, it landed on the ground with a loud thud. You hadn’t even noticed he was holding something until now. His hands had been full this whole time, you could have run. You were a bit glad you were too tired (definitely not too scared) to notice. He did something just out of your view. He looked up at a you, glint in his eye that made you almost excited. Then, with a grunt, Santa lifted up a house that looked sized to you and put it next to the laptop. It knocked you off your feet, but large fingers covered in black gloves surrounded you. They stopped you from hitting the hard table. They were a lot warmer than the fabric you would have been curled up with in the wall.

“I had a feeling you’d agree. Ho-ho-ho. Here’s a room out in the open. When you all wake up on Christmas morning Santa’s magic will have worked and they’ll know you’re here as family.”

Santa moved to leave. He was a terrifying and intimidating human. One that spoke to you like an equal… He even granted your wish. Before he disappeared from the room you yelled, “Thank you Santa!”

He turned to look back at you, a grin on his face. “Ho-ho-ho, merry Christmas little one!”

You settled back on the table, reluctant to enter the house. You didn’t want the humans moving it with you inside until you actually spoke to them.. Tomorrow you would learn their names, tell them your own, and maybe even try watching one of those movie things for Christmas all the way through.

Even better, you’d have a family again. You wouldn’t be all alone in the walls. Dealing with the loud thunder storms that scared you, struggling to keep food stored properly, or afraid you’d disappear like your parents did. You were looking forward to finding out what it would be like to have a human family. Brothers and a dad sounded pretty nice.

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Unknown to you two of the humans watched as ‘Santa’ approached them. They stared at him with baited breath, relieved when he offered a thumbs up before removing a wig to reveal his pink hair.

“I didn’t know how much longer I could go on ignoring him,” the blonde said. “Kid didn’t look healthy from the glimpses I got. It never looked like he took any of the healthier food we left out.”

“I guess this means we have a ‘little’ little brother now,” the pink haired one chuckled a bit. “I caught him when your ‘project’ made him fall over. We’re gonna have to be careful with him.”

The brown haired one groaned, but a smile was painted on his face. “Guess I’ll be putting that new guitar to use tomorrow. Might as well teach him some Christmas carols tomorrow.”

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odybee · 4 months

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G/t Secret Santa Gift

@sugarthegecko hello! I'm your Secret Santa. I'm sorry it took me this long to get this gift to you, things have been a bit hectic where I am.

I wanted to try something new and wrote a one shot! It also comes with a few colored sketches I made along the way of the two antagonists. I will put the drawings at the end of the story. Hope you enjoy!

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Hadotrauma

Word count- 3854

Contains: Intentional fearplay, implied vore (let me know if you think I should add more here, this is my first time posting something like this)

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It was a beautiful day to be beneath the waves. The normally dull weather that hangs over the Bermuda Triangle was set to clear for the entire week, leaving uncharacteristically safe conditions for a reconnaissance mission that Jack had been losing his little mind over for months.

A small vessel carrying a family heirloom, a gold-crested lock box dating back a few hundred years, had gotten hit by a stray wave, forcing the captain onto a lifeboat as his ship capsized and quickly sank. The good news is that the captain survived, which is how Jack got enough information to take the job at all. His recounting of where the boat was when it went under was spot on too, which is especially nice because finding out where the wreck is was only half the battle for this particular job. See, in escaping the ship with his life, the captain wasn’t able to get the lockbox, meaning it went down with his ship. The family it belonged to was less than thrilled, to say the very least.

And that’s when Jack heard about it. The family was willing to pay a fortune to whoever stepped up and got the box back; not that Jack was diving for an extra paycheck. Even before he had decided he wanted to be a marine archaeologist, he'd been enamored with stories of the mythical Bermuda Triangle. Tales of monsters appearing from its shadowy depths, however unrealistic, were something he liked to think about to keep his job interesting when things got slow. He could just see a megalodon’s lifeless eye peering up at him from the inky water, just waiting for him to get close enough to-

“Helloo, Jack? You there?” A voice sounded from the receiver in Jack’s mask, making him jump a little in surprise.

“M-Huh? Sorry Lori, yea, I’m here.”

“Good. Please try to focus? There could be sharks or marlins.”

“Of course, my bad.”

Lori is Jack’s assistant. A bit of a hardass, but he’s been getting through to her lately. Once the nerves of jumping into the water and sinking into the dark wear off and it’s just the two of them, she can be really fun to talk to. For however long the communications decide to keep working in their masks, that is. Water pressure doesn’t play nice with lightweight electronics.

As the silent descent continued and Jack made a mental note to complain to his manager, a boxy silhouette began taking form in the sea of shadows beneath him. A thin line of bubbles excitedly glimmering in the glow of Jack’s headlight made its way up from the shape, meaning they were right on target.

“Bingo! You got an eye on it, Lori?”

“Sure do. Here’s hoping my camera’s still works, I just got a new lens for it.”

“Camera? Ooo, we actually gonna try to get a picture of a sea monster?”

“As much as I’d love to, no. Our clients just said they wanted to see where the box ended up. Plus, it’s great publicity. Tourist subs don’t get this far down. I’ll send you a postcard from the kraken’s stomach if we end up finding one though.” Lori fidgeted with the bulky tool as she descended a little ways above Jack, ensuring that nothing was gunking up the lens.

“What? You can’t get eaten! I’d be all alone down here..”

“A great white shark once said, ‘fish are friends, not food’. You can be friends with the kraken, or you can join me in its belly.”

“Yea yea, I bet the fish would be fresh in there anyways.” Jack made first contact with the wreckage now just beneath his feet as Lori playfully responded in disgust. The white plating of the boat’s hull barely had time to erode, much less allow algae growth, so it almost looked like it could float again. And it probably could have, were it not for the captain’s incompetence. Jack had thought it sounded strange for just one stray wave to send a boat under so quickly, so it was likely that the poor guy just didn’t do proper maintenance on the vessel’s coolant pipes and didn’t want to admit it. Nothing short of a missile could send a boat down that easily otherwise.

Feeling satisfied with his inspection of the boat’s port side, Jack made his way up to the open door of what appeared to be the helm. Peering in, there looked to be a small ladder leading down from right behind the captain’s controls.

“Okay, I’m gonna start looking for the box. You coming?”

“Yea, just getting some pictures of the outside first. Let me know when you find it so we can swap out. The two of us might clog up the cabin if we both go.”

“Aah, good thinking. Alright, I’ll let you know.” And into the wreckage he went.

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“What the hell is that? Some kind of malformed angler fish?”

“I’m trying to tell you dude, it’s a human! I saw another one swim into that wreck, too!”

Nac layed low to the seabed, shyly pointing a claw at a tiny figure as it waved a cone of light around in the water. Every now and then it would suddenly flash an even brighter light from a box in its hands, then swim off to flash it at something else. Nac had to suppress a startled flinch in his tail at the brightness.

Nac’s more squid-shaped friend Rel rested in the seabed alongside him, squinting in confusion at the little human as it floundered about, flashing its light seemingly at random. “I didn’t know humans had lures, nor that they came down this deep. Are you absolutely positive that it isn’t just a big angler? I’m hungry.”

“Yes! Positive! I’m pretty sure that one’s ‘lure’ is just another human gadget, which I’ll bet is how they got all the way down here too. Cool, right?”

“Yea, I guess,” Rel sighed. “Oh well, they’re small but they’ll have to do. Dibs on this one,” he finished as he tried to take off from the sand. But before he could get anywhere, Nac latched onto one of his tentacles and held fast.

“Ugh, what is it Nac?”

“Jeez, chill out for a second, dude! We never get to see humans down here. Could we at least..” Nac’s tail twitched a bit as his eyes lit up. “Could we at least mess with them a little first? You’re hungry, I’m bored, it’s a win-win!”

Rel pulled back and put two fingers up to his chin, mulling over Nac’s proposal. “Mmm fine. But I’m taking both of them.”

“What? Hey! I’ve never tried human either, dude! Share!” Nac pouted, his claws subconsciously digging into Rel’s flesh.

“Ow! Okay, fine! I’ll take the one closest, you take the one in the wreck. Now would you please let go?”

“Sounds good, buddy! Have fun and don’t get hooked!” Nac exclaimed as he bolted off into the dark.

“Right.” Rel moped, staring at his prey. The passengers on this boat were supposed to have been his anyway! How was he supposed to know that it was only empty because the one thing he sank it for had gotten away?

Whatever. Perhaps this really would be more fun.

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“What was that?”

Lori’s voice came on suddenly after silence had taken hold of the comms for a good ten minutes, making Jack bump his head against the ship’s hull. Ow!

“If you mean the sounds coming from the boat, that would be my head slamming against the hull.”

“No no, it wasn’t a sound, just..” Lori went quiet for a moment. “Nevermind. I’m seeing things.”

“We can call the expedition early if you want,” Jack checked his oxygen gauge. “I could do with a fresh tank anyway. We’re gonna have to make stops on the way up.”

“It’s fine, just keep looking for the box. I’m done out here.” Lori swiveled her head around as she made her way up to the door that Jack’d swam in through, but she couldn’t see anything. It was all black past the cone of her headlight, which was beginning to feel uncomfortably small. “Could you hurry up please? The water isn’t getting any warmer.”

“Sheesh, alright, hold on. I just need to- Ah! There it is! Lori, I found the-”

…

“Hello? Jack, you there?”

But the comms were nothing but static. It wasn’t exactly a surprise; these microphones were in desperate need of an upgrade. But something didn’t feel right this time. Something felt terribly, terribly wrong. There was a shadow, some inky blot that kept just to the corners of her eyes. It could be a shoal of fish, but then, why would it move like that? It’s almost as if.. As if..

Lori jumped violently as a few rhythmic knocks sounded from the boat’s main body, a signal that she and Jack had come up with the first time their microphones cut out to make sure they could still keep track of each other in the wreckage. She swam close to the hull to return the knocks, and as she did so, something brushed past her foot.

Immediately, Lori flipped around and prepared to bop a shark in the nose, but nothing was there. It was still just water, sand, and the void beyond her light, unknown and unyielding. She could feel her heartbeat start to pick up, the claustrophobic confines of her suit seeming to constrict her body in nervous warmth.

Just then, through the static of Lori’s mask, Jack’s voice started coming back through. “Hellooo? Loriii? Lori Dory Oreo, you there?”

Lori steadied herself, the relief of hearing Jack’s voice overshadowed by the intense need to stay completely on alert as she took a moment to respond. “Jack, I think something is here.”

“Uuh yea? There is a boat, maybe some fish, and this totally awesome box that I’m coming out to let you take a picture of.”

“No, Jack, I mean something is in the water. I think it’s watching us.”

Jack laughed in cruel dismission. “Oh haha Lori. Good try, but I’m not that easy to scare. Good on you for taking the opportunity while we’re here, though!”

“Jack, seriously. We have to go right now. Screw the bends, we just need to-”

“Need to what?”

…

“Lori? Did this stupid thing cut out again?”

“It sees me.”

“What? What sees you? Lori, are you okay?”

…

“Lori, come on, this isn’t funny anymore. I’ll be out in a sec, just hang ti-”

…

The feed cut to static once more, leaving Lori completely alone, staring at two huge, luminous yellow eyes like a guppy in floodlights. She wanted to move, wanted to swim up and out of the water with all her might, but she simply couldn’t. The thing’s gaze froze her muscles into place, as if the water itself had turned to ice.

Without warning, a ginormous clawed hand shot out from the black shroud, enveloping Lori’s entire body before she could even scream.

Lori wasted no time in thrashing against the creature’s flesh with everything she had. The utility knife that’d been clipped to her belt was instantly freed, wildly slashing an escape into the walls of her pale prison. The creature loosened its grip in response, but only just enough to let Lori’s head pop out while it squeezed the life out of her. Even as dark spots began taking up her vision, she dared to look up at its face.

Dark, navy blue skin beautifully complimented the yellow eyes of a face that looked insultingly human, apart from two long, pointy ears. Long, white hair unfurled from the top of its head; each lock a set of tangling waves to further drown Lori’s hopes in. But she was too exhausted to fight now; any oxygen she had was forced from her lungs. Unwilling to gaze into the creature’s maw, she let the last of her waking moments be spent looking into its eyes.

She wondered why it looked so disappointed.

And all went dark.

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“Lori? Lori?! Goddamnit, this stupid microphone! One second Lori, I’ll be right out!” Jack called into the dark cabins of the boat, his fists banging against the walls as he made his way out. In all his panic, Jack hadn’t realized that he made a wrong turn somewhere along the way, placing him on the starboard side of the hull’s interior.

Right where he could see a huge, perfectly circular gash that’d been punched into the ship’s metal plating.

“What the hell?! But he said-” but he had no time to waste. He had to get out of the ship right now, and he figured the breach should be just large enough to let him through, even with all his gear on.

Without a second thought, Jack grabbed the edges of the hole and prepared to hoist himself out into the open water. He only needed one mighty kick, and then he’d be able to find Lori and get the hell out of he-

“Hello~”

..!

Jack snapped his head up at the sudden noise, only to be met face-to-face with some massive thing with a human face. It had a long, toothy grin on its pale, scarred countenance, and every one of its teeth looked sharp enough to cut diamond.

…

Jack retreated back into the boat.

He clawed onto any surface he could in an attempt to force himself deeper into the ship’s body, desperate to get away from the thing just outside the paper thin walls. Jack could hear it chuckle as he clamored away, but just as he had clung onto a door, the thing started sucking water out through the breach. The force of the current was so strong that Jack’s hands were ripped away from the doorframe, sending him careening into the beast’s terrible jaws.

Rather than being instantly ripped apart, Jack growled into his mask as his stomach was met with several rows of teeth and his tank clinked against the thing’s lower set. The sharp points were catching on the fabric of his suit, just barely avoiding cutting into his skin. In an attempt to regain his bearings, he curled up and placed his hands against the monster’s lips, desperately trying to ignore the fact that he was about to be bitten in half.

“Nac, would you quit toying with it? I’m still hungry and the sun will be down soon.” another voice suddenly chided from somewhere behind Jack’s head.

“One shecond,” the sharkish creature responded, its voice rattling through Jack’s skull like a bell. “Itsh really hutting uh a hight!”

The other voice gained an edge in its tone. “Don’t speak with your mouth full.”

Jack’s fruitless struggle against the shark’s jaws suddenly came to a halt as it plucked him out of its lips like a cherry stem, thankfully with all of his lower body intact, except the utility knife that was supposed to be clipped to his hip was gone. Fingers were wrapped around him just as he tried to kick away, and there he continued to squirm.

“I said it’s really putting up a fight! See? Look at this one go! Even now it’s still wiggling around.”

“Yea, they tend to do that when they’re about to die. Speaking of, you should really be getting on with it.”

“Whatever dude, I was getting to that!”

The hand holding Jack’s entire body in place loosened up, allowing his blood to run cold and fast at the sight of an approaching maw. His headlight served to reveal every gruesome detail he hadn’t been privy to from the beast’s lips, including bits of viscera stuck between its three rows of teeth.

What if thats-

“OH MY GOD, WAIT, WAIT! PLEASE!” Jack pleaded through his mask after suppressing a gag. But his cries didn’t even reach the shark, not even a flinch came of its ears.

Flippers met the surface of the monster's tongue. It was too soft to push off of, not that anything he did would allow him to escape. The shark’s gills were probably quivering in anticipation, waiting to bring him down, down, down. What more could he do but jam his eyes shut and.. and..!

“STOP!!”

…

A pause. It seemed to last an eternity. Jack’s mouth had opened, but he didn’t know why. Let alone that it had released a sound loud enough to rival the thing he was about to be silenced by.

…

“Nac, please. This is getting old. And why do you look like that? It doesn’t taste that bad.”

The monster, henceforth known as Nac, once again plucked Jack out of his jaws, then brought Jack to the front of his face. The two stared at each other, both some strange mix of horrified and confused.

“Did.. did you hear that?” Nac spoke, almost in a coo. “I think it just talked to me.”

“Oh sure, Nac, because that makes complete sense. Listen, if you don’t want to eat it that badly, just give it to me. No need to make up such utter nonsense.”

“No, really!” Nac’s voice shot up again. Jack felt like he was going to implode. “I think it made a word! Like, a word word! Listen, I bet it can do it again, see?”

Jack was abruptly turned around and presented to a second enormous creature with a human face, this one having a tentacled lower half and extremely long hair. If the lack of care Nac had in handling Jack’s body didn’t kill him first, then surely his heart would pound hard enough to escape from his chest.

The other creature raised an eyebrow at Jack, then sighed and leaned in so he was close to its ear. He supposed that meant he was supposed to speak, but the words weren’t coming out. The lump in his throat just wouldn’t al-

“Ow! QUIT IT!” Jack yelled, feeling three rough taps against the top of his helmet. The navy blue creature in front of him jumped slightly. Jack froze in place.

“See! I told you!” Nac barked as his friend pulled away.

“B-but, how is that even-” it paused. “I’ll be.. Right back.”

The other monster’s tentacles disappeared into the abyss, leaving Jack and Nac alone together. For a moment, they just stared at each other in silence, but Nac was quick to fill it with a torrent of questions and niceties.

“This is so gnarly, dude! Oh my god, hiii! I can actually say that now and it isn’t weird! Do you think it’s weird to talk to fish? Rel says it's stupid because they can’t understand what you’re saying, so it’s even more weird that you of all things would be able to talk back! Do you have a name? Do humans even have names? Do you guys know any other fish like us? Go on, talk!”

Nac’s smile returned to his face, somehow even larger than it’d been when Jack was trapped halfway inside of it. This couldn’t possibly be happening. It had to be some sort of decompression-induced fever dream. In just a moment, Jack would wake up to Lori squawking at him to get back on the boat.

Wait..

“LORI!” Nac’s ears twitched as Jack piped up again. “Where is Lori?!”

Nac’s slit eyes seemed to stare straight through Jack at the question.

“Aheheh, erm, uh, well, about that. The other human, they’re..” Nac looked around as though trying to catch her swimming away. “Theeeyyy’rrreee- oh! They’re right there! See? Rel has them!”

Nac turned Jack and pointed into the dark, where two yellow spots preceded the return of the second giant creature, Rel. In its hand was the comparatively small, black-and-silver form of Lori, lying completely still.

“O-oh my god. Oh my GOD! LORI! LORI!” Jack began squirming again, wanting nothing more than to make sure his friend was okay. But the shark held firm.

“Calm down, this human is fine.. Somehow. I felt its heart beating through this extra layer of skin you wear. Is it how you two managed to get down here?” Rel quizzed Jack, who had ceased struggling to lock eyes with the thing holding his friend.

“I-I, just..” Jack checked his oxygen gauge. Less out of necessity, and more out of habit for the sheer fact that not a bone in his body wanted him looking these monsters in the eyes. Forty-five minutes remaining, miraculously. He steeled himself, “Could you please, please bring us back up? I need to know if she’s okay.”

“Eh? Why would we need to go up?” Nac swam to Rel’s side, turning Jack along the way so that both monsters were in his view. “Are you trying to leave?”

“No! No, we just.. Our tanks only have enough time left for a few stops, and I don’t want Lori to get the bends. It might kill her if we don’t take our time.” As much as he wanted to get out of the water, Jack knew that it would only make matters worse if he wasn’t careful. Though he couldn’t see Lori’s actual condition, he chanced a guess that it wasn’t great if she’d passed out. Even if the monsters were just toying with him again, asking for their help was a risk he had to take. It didn’t seem like either of them wanted him gone anyway.

“Right.” Rel said promptly, though he looked at Jack like he’d just grown an extra head. “And, what exactly does that mean? Can’t you breathe here?” “..What?” Jack felt like he’d been slapped in the face. What kind of a question.. “N- Okay, you know what, wait. How about this. I’ll explain everything on the way up, and if you really want to, we can chat on the boat. I’ll also let you know when to stop and go, that way we can avoid barotrauma. Does that sound okay?”

…

“Yea, sure dude! Sounds good!” Nac, surprise surprise, put on a big stupid grin once again.

“I.. Suppose so. Just, don’t try to leave. Okay?” Though it seemed like Rel had composed himself, his eye twitched a smidge as he looked at Jack again.

Jack shrank back a little. “No problem!”

Jack wasn’t sure how long either of their composures would last in the long, cold journey back up to the surface, but he had to hope that it would be enough time for him to at least see Lori awake again. He himself had questions for the two sentient fish men he was somehow communicating with, and he had to admit that it was a bit exciting. Never once did he think that the stories he’d been told as a child were anywhere close to reality, and yet here he was, wrapped in the claws of a megalodon and conversing with a kraken, all while being in one piece. Of all the things to come of this trip beneath the waves, only one was certain.

It was going to be a long way up.

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(This last drawing is a reference to a Spongebob scene. Just seemed in-character for a guy like Nac)

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