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Disney Aesthetic: Mermaids of Neverland

We were only trying to drown her

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“Okay, I don’t know what this is... but I really, really hate the smell.”

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Happy Valentine’s Day, Marisol! Have a lovely day.

-Kajsa

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Happy 23rd Birthday Victoria Justice! (February 19, 1993)

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“Of course! Now, tell me a word that rhymes with deficit.”

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“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

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“I have no idea of what Valentine’s Day is, not at all. We don’t have that in Neverland, it sounds like it’s a grown up thing and most of us don’t want to grow up. You’ve never celebrated it before? Really? That’s... surprising.”

“Of course I do, how can a person not like you?” Marisol inquired with a smile, reaching for two spoons and handing them to Fredrick. “We’re going to eat this in my room. Or on the way to my room, since I’m extremely hungry.” The mermaid laughed, rolling her eyes at herself. “Well it gets annoying when pirates ask us to tell fortunes to them, since they’ll threaten us but we have our ways of getting out of trouble. Other than I can choose whose fortune I tell, whose future I want to see. And I can’t see my future, nor can I see myself in other people’s future even if I’m in it.” She shrugged while walking, then stopped for a moment. “Wait a second, I see... Wow, you have powers? Like Kajsa? What? When? Why? How?”

“I would love to take you out for some hamburgers -with cheese- on Valentine’s Day. But only if there’s cheese involved, because that’s what makes them amazing. And gelato, yes. And other typical Valentine’s Day things, though it seems you’d have no idea what those are. Not that I ever engaged in anything previously on Valentine’s Day, but I’ll try my hand at it.”

“Oh, so you like me?”, he smiled as she grabbed ice cream from the freezer. He narrowed his eyes a little when she mentioned that he would be a good King. It’s something that consistently worried him, but he would never tell anyone that, and he would certainly never show it. “Sure, why not? What else do you see? I must have a very bland future ahead. But that must get annoying, doesn’t it? Can you see your own future?” he laughed. 

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“If it was horrid, it wouldn’t be served here... right? I mean, why would the chefs want to poison us? It’s extremely delicious, I promise. You should try it, go for the chocolate and chocolate chips one. Well, I don’t have preferences. I guess I’ll just go for something that was playing in the music box the other day.” Marisol shrugged a shoulder, taking a deep breath before she started to sing.

“It is not? You do not know what is in this melted thing? That is rather concerning. You could be eating something horrid, you do not know…Anything really is fine. What do you prefer singing?”

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“Oh... I guess it makes sense, mhm. So, you want to have some hamburgers and cheese with me on Valentine’s Day? Because I think I would love that; if we can also have some gelato afterwards. What do you say, Fred?”

“Yes sir, I can. Well, let’s see.” As they arrived in the kitchen, Marisol walked over to a freezer and picked up an ice cream container, making sure it was chocolate with chocolate chips that she had chosen. “I see you’re going to be a great King, and I’m not just saying that because I like you. Should I keep going?”

“Valentine’s Day is…well, it’s like a day that is spent dedicated to the person you care about, I guess. Romantically, not family or anything like that, if that makes sense. I’m not doing anything, yet…but I could be. If you’re not busy, that is. I can get us some hamburgers if you want - you know there’s this thing called cheese that they put on them, and it’s really very good. Sort of adds to it.”

“Oh, so you can tell fortunes? Something else I didn’t know - color me impressed. So, what’s my fortune then?”

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“You do that, mhm. Just stick to the Lagoon, or even the Lost Boys hideout. I’ll watch over you if you do come to the Lagoon. Oh please, everybody likes birthday gifts! And, well, I don’t think people in this world settle for seashells and hair accessories, or people who aren’t mermaids for that matter. Chocolate fondue? No, never. What is it like?” Marisol questioned, a sparkle in her eyes as she spoke. “We use them for good, don’t worry. For instance, I only lure pirates because, well, they’re dangerous. Sirens on the other hand are purely evil. You and your mother must be very close then?”

“Oh, really? There is so much… I don’t know if I’ll ever get the chance to visit, but if I do I’ll make sure to stay away from the Black Skull. You don’t have to do anything for my birthday. It isn’t for a while and I really don’t need anything. I do know what a chocolate fountain is, actually. Have you ever had chocolate fondue?” She asked, sticking her feet into the water as well. “Those are some good talents, I suppose. As long as they’re used for good. I do try to write home as often as I can. Especially to my mother.”

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“Mhm, it’s what we call their home. There’s Pixie Hollow, the Hangman’s Tree, the Indian Camp, the Cannibal Cove right next to the Crocodile Crack, the Black Skull -- which you should never visit since it’s where the pirates stay closest to, and of course the Mermaid Lagoon. Chocolate? Now I know what to give you on your birthday. I think they have a thing in this world called a chocolate fountain?” Mari recalled having seen pictures of it, and even heard of it from the Pan family, but that sort of technology wasn’t real in Neverland. “I can, yes. It’s a mermaid thing, we can hear each other’s thoughts, tell fortunes and well, sing, which is what people know us for. Have you written to them recently? I’m sure they miss you just as much.”

“Pixie Hollow? That’s a cute name for it. I’ve only met one fairy before, so I don’t have much experience with them. I don’t really have a favorite… There are some things that I like more than others, but I’m not picky. I really like anything chocolate, though.” Which was true. She had always loved chocolate, even going as far as to have a secret stash of it. “Really? You can? I don’t know if you told me that before…” She sat down next to her, taking her shoes off and setting them next to her. “I do miss them all of the time.”

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“Oh that’s fun! There are tons of fairies in Neverland, but they live in Pixie Hollow and I’ll admit I very rarely speak to them. What’s your favourite food?” Mari questioned, truly interested in the subject. She figured that knowing Kajsa’s favourite dish could come in handy someday. “You do? Well that’s great, makes me worry a little less. Nothing about my missing friend, but sometimes I talk to my family. I mean, we can hear each other’s thoughts.” She explained, sitting down by the pool and dipping her feet into the water. “Do you miss your family?”

“Not that I know of. But I did meet a fairy once here and she told me about the winter fairies. Yes, that’s the name. I’m not sure how they get so much food, but I’m glad that they do.” She giggled as she stepped further into the room. “Oh, I’m not so worried. And I know how to swim, so I think I would be alright anyway. Have you heard anything back from your family recently?”

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“Have you ever seen a fairy? I wonder if there are any in Arendelle... That’s the name of your kingdom, right? I wonder how come they manage to buy so much food, it’s like it will never end. Thank you!” She exclaimed with a smile, stepping further into the room. “Come in! I swear I won’t push you into the pool, that’s not something I personally do. Can’t answer for my family though.”

“Yes, I suppose so. Just without wings and I’m not as small as a fairy. Thank you. I’m sure they still have a lot of ice cream left. After all, they do have to feed quite a few people.” When she looked inside of the room, she was blown away. “It’s beautiful in here, Marisol.  Absolutely gorgeous.”

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“What’s a Valentine’s Day? I don’t think I’ll be busy, no. Will you? I had one but, you know, I can’t make a fair judgement until I’ve had a dozen hamburgers, I have to make sure they are really, really good.” Marisol laughed, shaking her head at herself. “Hm I don’t know, ice cream might always be at the very top of my list, we’ll see. I guess I’m just happy to be eating something sweet at last, we don’t exactly have  anything like ice cream back home. Gelato is like ice cream but better?! Is that even possible?! Holy starfish!”

“Alright, alright! We’re sharing. I am, mhm, we get along just fine. I promised to share some chocolate with chocolate chips ice cream with her, and I think she’s alright. She seemed fine to me at least and, well, I couldn’t exactly see anything wrong in her future. Another mermaid thing, we can tell fortunes and all. We’ll have to get you swimming more often! You’ll obviously never be as good as me but...” She teased, lightly nudging him.

“It IS very good. I’ll have to make it for you sometime, though if I were going to cook you something, it’d be something that was a little fancier than that. Then again, Valentine’s Day is around the corner…if you’re not busy, that is. I can only imagine the amount of people that ask you that. Anyway, yes, hamburgers are very good. You’ve never had one? You haven’t tried much of the food here - you know there are much yummier things that exist than ice cream. Shocking, I know, but it’s true! Or there’s even different kinds of ice creams. Something called gelato - I probably pronounced it wrong, but it’s quite good, from what I hear. And it’s like ice cream, but better.”

“I can negotiate to four scoops, but you’ll have to share, because I can’t have you getting sick! Then how will I show you any new foods? Wait, you’re friends with Kajsa? Somehow that doesn’t surprise me - you two are very alike. I hope she’s okay. I haven’t talked to her since I’ve been back. I really should. I’m a little jealous you can breathe underwater…I love swimming, but I haven’t really gone out much since I got here, other than our one date that was cut short. You may have to show me around some more.”

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“Ice powers? So you’re like the winter fairies of Pixie Hollow? That’s amazing, Kajsa. I wonder if they still have any left... Probably, I don’t think they ever run out of any kind of food in this place.” Taking a key out of her pocket, Marisol unlocked the door to her bedroom and opened her arms wide. “Welcome to my personal lagoon, and bedroom.” 

“Ice powers. Chocolate with chocolate chips sounds really good. I don’t know anyone who would be able to handle eight scoops, though. Next time you have ice cream, let me know so we can share it.”