Pirde Fics 23

[eastofthemoon]

This one was inspired by this old tumblr post

The siren was getting rather impatient. She had been singing for close to an hour now, but so far not one sailor from the ship had dived in to be with her. The siren sang about how beautiful she was. How soft her lips were and how wonderful it feel to be with her.

She could understand if they had plugged their ears with cotton, but considering they could hear each other just fine that couldn’t be the case.

Just what was-

“Excuse me,” one of the sailors called out from the ship. “We don’t mean to be rude, but do you think you could at least change the song for a change of pace?”

The siren’s eyes twitched as she splashed her tail in the water. “I will do no such thing until one of my song gets one of you to jump off that ship.”

The sailor sighed. “Yeah, no, that’s not going to happen.”

The siren huffed. “And why’s that?”

“Because after the last three ships the captain decided it was easier for her to only hire asexuals for this route.”

The siren blinked. “What?”

The sailor shrugged. “I mean, Johnny and Molly looked a bit interested, but not enough for either of them to get drowned over.”

The siren thought for a moment. “How do you feel about pasta and garlic bread?”

A look of panic washed over the sailor and shouted over his shoulder. “QUICK! BREAK OUT THE COTTON!”