INKTOBER DAY 31
Tabitha and Taco accompanied Chirpy throughout her transformation process. Two liveried lobsters lead them to a part of the palace below a sea cave, and they ascended to the surface. When they reached the surface the lobsters lead them to a large, flat rock where new clothes and the Doc Martens had been laid out. Another set of clothes had been left for Tabitha to help her blend in better with the locals. The rock lead to a strip of sandy beach on the shore fifty yards away. They hoisted themselves out of the water and settled themselves on the rock. The sea queen had given Chirpy a potion to drink, and while she looked excited, she also looked visibly nervous. She sat for a few moments holding the potion in her hands and she touched her tail, running her fingers lightly over the shimmering scales.
Suddenly, several mermaid and merman heads popped out of the water. Tabitha scrambled back away from the water, but Chirpy seemed really happy to see them. The mermaids all squawked at each other in their dolphin-like speech.
“It’s Chirpy’s sisters and brothers,” Taco explained. “They’ve come to see her off.”
“She has sixteen sisters and brothers?” Tabitha asked, counting.
“I think there are more.” Taco said. “They mentioned some names of siblings who couldn’t make it here.”
All of Chirpy’s siblings lined up and took turns giving her a hug. Fortified, she opened the vial and drank the contents. Within moments she doubled over in agony. Tabitha watched in horror at the transformation wherein Chirpy’s tail skin seemed to molt off and the raw flesh underneath split in two before forming into distinct legs, the skin finally coating the surface. Chirpy sat up, and looked at her legs, with a mixture of wonder and horror. Tabitha quickly brought her clothes over to help Chirpy get dressed.
Chirpy’s siblings squawked their goodbyes and disappeared under the waves. In their new finery, Tabitha, Taco and Chirpy prepared to leave. Tabitha helped Chirpy to her feet and she promptly collapsed in a heap with a cry of distress.
“She doesn’t know how to stand or walk,” Taco realized.
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