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What if what the old man said was right? What if Mickey's devotion to her was only due to her siren song? These thoughts bothered and plagued her, making her splash around in the tide pool she was resting in. She was only there to rest for a little while the men out and pillaged, and it felt good to get sea water on her scales again. But she could neither relax nor feel comfort as long these doubts continued to haunt her.  What if?

It made her terrified, because if he didn't love her for her song, there was a possibility he didn't love her at all, and she felt would die at the sheer notion of that. But if he only loved her for her song, the implications of that hurt her as well. Damned if he did, damned if he didn't.  She held herself, trying to fight back tears. This was truly the curse of her kind, and made her loathe herself even deeper. What had she done in a previous life to deserve being this, instead of being a regular mortal that Mickey could love?

Speaking of the pirate, she now heard footsteps, and spotted his shadow stretching out. He was back already? She sunk up to her shoulders in the water, watching him as he came into view. He was whistling a familiar shanty, oblivious to the internal torment she was giving herself. "We're back, Mins!" He called out, in case she didn't see him yet. He was carrying a sack over his shoulder, no doubt filled with his latest booty.

He came closer and closer, all cheer and merriment, and suddenly Minnie became desperate for her own twisted sense of proof. He had just started explaining how the pillage went, when she opened her mouth, and began to sing. The effect was instantaneous, as he stopped in place, eyes wide. The spell overtook his mind and body, silencing him in mid sentence, caressing his thoughts until they were completely submissive to her. His nerves of pleasure were plucked with the softest of notes, and his body sagged, dropping the sack onto the ground and spilling gold pieces into the water.

The focus of his eyes faded, and his mouth lopped into a droopy, stupefied smile. Even now, he still wasn't aware of the power of her song, and had just assumed he became like this due to love. She had let him think that, afraid to inform him otherwise. She also had let him think the song contained no real words, and could mean anything. The truth was that it was a lost language, a tongue that was not telling a story or describing her love, but in fact giving him commands. The victim wouldn't know he was being commanded, and feel compelled to obey the orders, believing they came up with the idea themselves.

Come here, come to me…

His feet began to drag forward, almost scraping against the ground. He suddenly longed to be closer to her, and couldn't stand being so far away. The song continued to wrap around him, giving that same pleasurable drowning sensation, feeling like she was already touching him. Cold, soft hands tugging his fingers, stroking under his chin, pulling him forward as his legs moved, shoving his shoulders from behind. His mind couldn't even acknowledge when he met real water, walking into the tide pool. Nothing mattered except getting closer to her.

Hold me, hold me tight, tell me you love me…

He succumbed to his knees, water splashing out of the pool as he suddenly went down. His arms lashed out, grabbing her, pulling her into his embrace. Her arms came around his neck, and his chin rested comfortably on her shoulder. "My Minnie…" he breathed, his voice sounding half asleep in the most wonderful dream. "Me sweet little Mins… I love ye so much…" It was if he didn't tell her enough, couldn't tell her enough. He breathed her in, lost, happy.

Kiss me, over and over, don't stop until I say to…

His lips couldn't get over hers fast enough. He needed to taste her, was starving for her, and she returned each kiss in full. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of his jacket. If he only loved her for her song… so be it. She would sing and sing, every chance she got, and make sure he never stopped loving her. She would keep him with her forever.  It was a pitiful and dangerous greed that only a pirate could understand.