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flipping her fins doesn't get avery desroscher far (syren) wrote in bellumlogs,

There was a sigh of relief from the princess when the metal doors opened. Hopefully this meant that her journey was coming to an end and that she would be able to relax in peace without this scent hammering away at every sense in her body. Still, she has to admit, she felt a tremendous amount of sorrow and loss at the idea that she would be separated from her Robert.

After a what could only be viewed as comical session of Robert hobbling down the hallway with the princess kicking her tail in sync with his steps to the best of her ability, they arrived at what the mermaid was delighted to recognize as a door labelled with the numbers eight, zero, and five. This must be where Avery lived. What a strange looking place! But the sea princess was sure she would grow to love it.

Th mermaid stared at Robert blankly for a split second before realization dawned slowly on her face. "Yes!" she exclaimed as she rummaged through the sack that has been resting on her shoulder, "Yes, I do!". She pulled a small, shiny, silver thing attached to colorful trinkets out of her bag. So this was a key. It took half a minute of searching through Avery's mind for the princess to understand the intricacies of opening a lock, but she finally uocked the door after a while of fumbling with they key and the keyhole with a proud smile on her face.