#merbaby Danny

[satoshy12]

The Aqua-Toddler

DC (Harley Quinn Cartoon) + DP Danny is accidentally de-aged to a toddler and lands in the DC Universe Ocean. To adept to the water, his ghost tail seemed to have turned into a Sharkfish tail, and he had fins, but hey, he is having fun. It made him think of that childhood cartoon he loved!

Swiming under the Sea where The seaweed is always greenere. +

King Shark discovers him as he listens to the tiny voice singing a Song of the Surface, which no one should really know. Imagine his surprise as he saw a Tiny Mer Toddler playing and singing between fish. And what fun Nanaue had to join in his singing... If only he noticed faster that his tiny friend has no home, not after like 5 weeks. +

And it seems to be for the tiny one to be part shark, his fangs showed him that. But what shark he isn't sure yet. Maybe a bull shark? Nope can't be that teeth are wrong, he should ask his father the Shark God or similiar about it later. + At the base they have a massive pool of Water. It didn't take him long to change it so Daniel could life in it with them! The Crew had not problem with it. - Ivy has good deal, he takes care of her Sea/Water plants she get him the snacks.

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[thelastspeecher]

(I'm really sorry to send you too many i'm excited, just ignore the ones you don't want.) something about Stan and Angie's first clutch of eggs please?

Some background for folks: in the MerGucket AU, merfolk lay clutches of 40-55 eggs on average.  The reason the clutches are so large is that there’s a fairly low hatching rate.  Usually, only about 7-10 of the eggs actually hatch.  But with clutches between merfolk and a former human, the clutch sizes are smaller and the hatching rate is lower.  There’s also frequently a large gap between hatches for those clutches.  Eggs are laid in a special kind of basket called a guppy basket (because merbabies are called guppies), and once the guppies hatch, they live in the basket until they get too big.  Also, in this AU, Molly, Danny, and Daisy are from the same clutch (Stan and Angie’s first one).  Okay, now I’m done.

Stan swam into the nursery, carrying Molly.  After a long visit from Lute, he and Molly were both ready to sleep.  

“Angie?” Stan called hesitantly.  

“Mm?”  Stan looked over at the corner of the room the guppy basket was kept in.  Like she had been when he checked in three hours ago, Angie was curled around the guppy basket, staring intently at the egg that had yet to hatch.  She reached out a hesitant finger and prodded it, eliciting irate swirls from the unborn guppy inside.

“Angie, babe, I know you’re worried,” Stan said, joining her by the guppy basket.  Angie made another noncommittal noise.  “But it’ll hatch.  It’s still moving, and still warm.”

“When will it hatch, though?” Angie whispered.  Stan didn’t have an answer.  Molly shifted in his arms and made a small smacking sound with her lips.  “Stan, we had twenty-eight eggs in this guppy basket.  Only two were of hatchin’ quality.  And- and it’s been a whole month since Molly hatched.  Will our other guppy ever come out?”

“What did your parents say?  That there were two months between you and Lute hatching, right?”

“Yeah…”

“So this might just be a family thing, or something.”  Angie buried her head in her arms.

“It was such a small clutch, though,” she said quietly.  “And with a really low hatchin’ rate.”

“Hey, you were worried none of ‘em would hatch.  It’ll work out.  You’ll see.  In a couple days, we’ll have two kids.  Not one,” Stan said, kissing her on the cheek.  Molly began to fuss.  “I think our current kid is hungry, though.”  Angie bit her lip.  “I’ll watch the egg while you feed Molly.”

“Thank you, darlin’,” Angie said.  She gave him a kiss and took Molly from him, then left the room.  Stan took up Angie’s watch, his tail idly beating against the gentle currents in the room.  

“All right, here’s the deal, kid,” Stan said quietly.  “You’re stressing your mom way too much.  So you better get outta there soon.  Understand?”  As though it did understand, the guppy inside the egg began to move rapidly.  Stan blinked, surprised.  A tear appeared in the egg’s thin membrane.  A few seconds later, a head popped out.  

It’s a girl.  Stan carefully reached into the basket and picked up his daughter.  She stared at him with wide brown eyes.  There was more movement from the egg.  Stan’s jaw dropped as another guppy clawed its way out of its former home.  No way.  How many are in there?  The second guppy, a girl as well, blinked at him.  

“H-hey,” Stan stammered, scooping her up in his other arm.  She beamed and reached out eagerly to grab at his nose.  Angie swam into the room.

“She’s fed and ready to be put down.  And actually, I think we could all use some…sleep…”  Angie trailed off upon catching sight of the guppies in Stan’s arms.  She gasped.  “Where did those lil ones come from?”

“The egg you laid.”

“What?  It hatched?  Really?”  Angie swam quickly over to Stan.  “Oh, look at ‘em,” she cooed.  “They’re beautiful.  But I wish I was there fer the hatchin’.”

“Eh, wasn’t much different from when Molly hatched.  Except for there being two in the same egg.  That doesn’t seem…normal.”

“Just means they’re twins is all,” Angie said.  She smiled weakly.  “They’re so precious, goodness.”  

“And all I had to do to get them to hatch was threaten ‘em.”

“Stan!”

“Hey, it worked, didn’t it?”  Stan grinned down at his twin daughters.  “But I probably shouldn’t do any more of that.”  The second twin giggled.  “Whattaya think of your sisters, Molly?” Stan asked.  Molly looked over at the other members of her clutch and blinked slowly.   

“I think she likes ‘em,” Angie said.  “So’s long as they don’t hog all of Mom and Dad’s attention, right?” she said in a goofy voice, nuzzling Molly.  Molly chortled and tried to grab fistfuls of Angie’s hair.  

“God, Angie.  We have three kids,” Stan said quietly.  “A couple months ago, we didn’t have any.  Just a bunch of eggs in a basket.”

“Yeah.”  Angie sighed softly.  “But only three guppies out of twenty-eight…”

“I know you were hoping for something like your dad’s parents had,” Stan said, carefully shifting the now sleeping twins in his arms.  “But I like this better.  It’s less chaotic than the clutch of what, sixty?  And how many hatched out of that?”

“Pa’s clutch?  Twenty-one.”

“Yeah, imagine taking care of twenty-one kids all at once.  We really dodged a bullet there.”  Angie smiled at him.  She reached out a webbed hand to stroke the older of the twins.  

“You were convinced that was close to what we’d be stuck with. Fer an embarrassingly long time, by the way.”

“No need to remind me.”

“Yer right, though,” Angie said.  “This is better.  Our three lil girls.”  She gave Stan a kiss on the cheek.  “Let’s put our guppies in the guppy basket, darlin’, and go to bed.  We’ll need our rest, what with havin’ three lil ones and all.”

#fksd because I wrote this in Google Docs the format's a bit screwed whoops #oh also guppies tend to be fairly developed when they hatch #not a LOT but more than human babies #(bro send in as many prompts as you want lol) #MerGucket AU #Stanley Pines #Angie McGucket #Molly Pines #ehhhhh not gonna tag Danny and Daisy they don't even have names in this thing #ficlet #my writing #ask #agent-jaselin #Stangie Family