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When Claire died suddenly, Gary vowed to raise their Amelia in her mother's image. Equal parts Earth mother and badass. He allowed Amelia to sample the usual cartoon classics. Many of which, at least newer ones, embraced a warrior princess ethos. Not all of them, however. He swelled with pride, and heard echoes of his beloved bride, now gone, when Amelia issued a terse indictment of Ariel’s choices under the sea. “Who would trade a tail for a stupid boy?”

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80mg of a mermaid

Monty spotted her in his garden, lounging on the herb spiral like she’d paid rent.

“Excuse me,” he called, tail twitching. “This is a private nap establishment.”

She yawned. “I’m Mermaid.”

Monty blinked. “That’s not a name, that’s a plot twist.”

She flicked an ear. “Check the tag, whisker-boy.”

He did. Mermaid. Glittery letters.

By sunset, she’d stolen his sunbeam and two compliments.

He sat beside her, sighing. “Great. A diva with branding.”

She purred. “And you love it already.”

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