@William-FnAfton Hmmm, maybe a Merman x Human thing? I guess you could chose who would be which, either way, your stories always end up great! C:

Humans were curious creatures. They... walked, had little handheld devices they used to talk over a distance, and had loud modes of transportation that were basically land boats. There was one human who didn't have a loud boat, but he had a little canoe that was really quiet. I like going to the surface and talking to him, swimming alongside the canoe. He called it Royale, and loved paddling out and talking to me. He said his name was Scott and he was seventeen years. I told him I was 243 moons old, and he thought I was 'old' until I explained a moon was about a month.

He really liked wanting to know how life was like underwater. If we owned pets, what our buildings were made of, if there were huge temperature differences. In turn, I asked him about life on land. About the land boats and handheld devices (cars and phones, respectively). He asked about our government and culture.

He brought me a necklace made of 'steel' that had a turquoise pendant hanging from it, clasping it behind my neck. I brought him a threaded seashell with a single pearl on either side. I didn't tell him that we only give those to someone we want to... mate with. So maybe I have a tiny crush on him. Okay, a huge crush. Sue me.

He even asked if we used another language and I was just fluent in 'English'. I shrugged, making a series of clicking sounds. I didn't dare tell him the actual meaning (I love you), so I made something up on the spot (My name is Dylin.)

He hasn't shown up in a couple days, though. He had told me that we wouldn't get in trouble for talking, as I wouldn't get in trouble for going to the surface. But it was starting to concern me, how he hadn't shown up. I still went up to the surface everyday, waiting to see him.

Eventually, he did show back up, but he seemed... what's the human word... jittery.

"Scott? Are you... okay?" I asked, tilting my head to the side. He looked at me, nodding.

"Ye-Yeah. I told my best human friend that I would tell you something I've been meaning to tell you for a while." My mind raced. Is he sick? Is he tired of paddling out here to talk to me? Worst-case scenarios flitted about in my head.

"Go ahead." My voice was shaky as I watched the gorgeous man in front of me.

"I- I've had... had the biggest cr-crush on you since th-the first day. I had t-to take a couple weeks to make sure it wasn't any type of mermagic. I had to be sure." I blinked.

"Y-You l-like me?" He nodded. I made a series of clicks and squeals, ecstatic. I practically backflipped out of the water, I was so happy. "I like you, too!" He smiled, watching me act like a guppy. When I stopped celebrating, I steadied, watching him. My tail flicked absentmindedly, similar to how he says a dog's tail wags when it's happy.

"Dylin. Will you be my date mate?" I smiled, making a short chirping noise before nodding.

"Yes." I knew a little of the human mating process, from what Scott has told me. It starts with someone becoming one's 'date mate', as Scott called it. He said some just jump to the actual mating process, or some stay out of the actual mating. Like himself. He called it 'ace'.

I swam closer to the boat, looking up at him. His eyes were a brilliant green, more vibrant than the scales of a comrade. He pulled me into a kiss, and it was the most amazing thing I'd experienced. When he pulled back, I made a short series of clicks before speaking human.

"We don't have magic, you know?"