Chapter Five ★ Shopping Cont’

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“The total is 4 sand dollars.” The teen smiled. I handed him the last of my money and stepped over to the waiting area. My tail swished back and forth like a mad cat about to smack some sense into people.

Pearl leaned over to me, “Why’d you offer to treat if you didn’t have the money?”

I rolled my eyes and groaned, “I thought I had more money with me. Guess I left it back at my place.”

“Uh-huh.” Pearl replied. She leaned up against the coral wall and crossed her arms. Her dark blue tail moved in gentle patterns as we both waiting on the staff to make our order.

My mouth drooled at the thought of tasting the splash of caffeine that tingled your tongue when you bit into the small bubble. Starbucks cappuccinos come close. In fact it was a fellow mer that came up with bebes after she had one of Starbucks drinks.

She loved it so much that she devoted her life to bringing back a form of coffee to everyone who lived under the waves. Because most mers live under water and do not have access to dry places like headquarters it would be impossible for them to sample such ambrosia without going on land.

Bless the mermaid named, “Bebe” who found a way for all of us to enjoy coffee, lattes and cappuccinos while under the sea. To be honest I have been craving a wholesome helping of bebes ever since we got back.

But no, Pearl insisted that we go to see Doc about my dang hand. Speaking of which… my hand was itching like crazy under all the bandages. I worked some of my fingers under the wraps to scratch the fiery itch.

Just as I found the most irritating part of the itch Pearl saw my fingers under the cloth and shook her head no. The itch intensified. Oh for Triton’s sake.

“Luna Shimmer?” The teen called out holding a teeny tiny cup. I swam up to the counter and retrieved the cup. A cool sensation eased the itchiness in my hand and doused the fire. 

The boy placed on the counter a twenty four ounce cup on the counter and said, “Pearl Sands?”

She squeezed on past me and snagged her prize. Using the specialized straws that were supplied with the cups Pearl sucked one of the tiny bebes up into her mouth. She chomped once, raised her hand to her cheek, closed her eyes and let out a heavenly sigh.

I followed her example. The bubble burst with a splash of vanilla, caramel and salt. Then coated my entire tongue with the sweet essence and energy of coffee. I twirled around with a lopsided smile and enjoyed the small bliss.

Humans may have their coffee but us merpeople have something better. We have bebes which are ten times better and less calories.

Yet, the fire in my hand returned with a fury. I dropped my cup of bebes to rip open the bandages with my teeth. Pearl’s eyes widened.

This dang troublesome wound refuses to leave me the heck alone.

‧͙⁺˚*·༓☾ – TO BE CONTINUED… –☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙