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The First Day...

I really hadn't realized what I was getting myself into. My house isn't exactly set up to house so many children. Esspecially ones so tiny they can get lost. But this is beside the point.

I held the vase--I'd actually call it a pot, but whatever--in my hands, with an eyebrow raised. A vase... it was... different. I'd had rocks, feathers, eggs, but never a vase--and it was a pot-- until now. I resisted the urge to mess with the water inside of it and placed it on a shelf. One of my favorite children, Emerwe, came out of his little den on the shelf and sat next to it.

"I'll guard it, Miss Aru, don't you worry," he said with voice that was crisp, but had a hint of county life in it. I smiled and patted him on the head.

If this was anything like how my other children came to me... I was in for a ride.

The Third Day.....

Now... seeing little a little boy in a vase--I swear, its a pot. It's too wide to hold flower or anything in it. It's a pot!-- would normally be surprising to someone. I mean, little boys aren't usually in vases to start with. However, after going to bed one night with a white feather by your bed and the next seeing a rather nude little angel girl sitting on your bed, you get desensitized to the idea of strange things.

I'd seen a whole lot in my time... And this was just amazing. I'd gone into the room to get a book for some cross referencing a summons when I noticed it. Him, rather. He was hanging onto the rim of the vase, looking down at the shelf. There seemed to be a puddle of water there too.

"Why hello there, little one," I said softly, walking up to the shelf. He looked up and panicked, falling backwards into his vase. His tail flew up from under him and I smiled. A merman! What a lovely addition... oh... wait... that means I have to put in a pool... oh well... I giggled at his reaction. "Sorry to scare you, little one."

He blinked a few times, his emerald eyes wide. I noticed the scales around his eyes. Cuteness!!! .... Anyway, he smiled a bit at him and swam back to my side of his vase-pot.

"'Iya... Ya must bey mey Ma, righ'? Da oder one... Emer...Emew... Emer, said ya'd bey mey Ma," he said, his voice heavy with a seaman's accent. I nodded and picked up the little mer.

"I am your Mother, little one. Do you have a name?" I asked, holding him in my hands. He fit so perfectly, like Emerwe did. He thought for a moment and shook his head. I smiled and thought for a moment.

"I'll name you... Okeanos. It's Greek for ocean, since you remind me of the ocean," I nuzzled him lighlty and placed him back in the vase--pot. He smile and settled into his water. I watched him a while then left the room, when I made sure that he wasn't going to fall out of it.

...Just a surprise