Denmark X Reader - The Little Mermaid EXTRA

Extra Chapter

~Arthur's P.O.V.~

I scurried through what seemed to be the food preparation area, as I looked for ___. I swear, sometimes I'll have my eye on her and the moment I look a way she just suddenly disappears. I'm not even getting paid overtime for this, what kind of joke is this? I climbed up a table and looked around, until I was met with a horrible sight.

Dead fish everywhere and they were being cut up, boiled, fried, cooked, and served. But that wasn't even the worst part. No, the worst part is that it was all being done by a French man. Oh, how I loathe the French!

The curly haired blonde, diced up the fish with provision speed, as I shot a glare his way. He was humming to himself, when I decided to leave, I didn't want to continue to share the same air as him. Before I could even get off the table, the frog even began to sing.

"Les poissons, les poissons, how I love les poissons. Love to chop and to serve little fish. First I cut off their heads, then I pull out their bones. Ah mais oui, ca c'est toujours délice." The frog, sliced off the head of the next fish, as I paled. He quickly pulled out the spine and threw it away, slicing up the fish like the ones before. "Les poissons, les poissons, ohonhonhon~ With a cleaver I hack them in two. I pull out what's inside and I serve it up fried. I love little fishes, don't you?"

I scurried away, since the way I came onto the table was now blocked by the Frenchie. I took a different route, but as soon as I found it, it was blocked by the frog once more where he set down a tray of fish filled food to cool. I hid behind a pot, as I tried to find another way out.

"Here's something for tempting the palate, prepared in the classic technique. First you pound the fish flat with a mallet, then you slash through the skin. Give the belly a slice, then you rub some salt in. 'Cause that makes it taste nice." He was preparing another dish, as I walked slowly away, but then I felt eyes on me. "Zut alors, I have missed one!"

I cursed to myself, as the frog picked me up. He gave me an inquiring look, before assuming I was dead.

"Sacre bleu, what is this? How on earth could I miss, such a sweet little succulent crab? Quel Domage, what a loss. Here we go, in the sauce." I held my breath, I was suddenly dumped into sauce, but I wasn't ready when some flour was then thrown into my face. I coughed as I was lifted back up. "Now some flour I think just a dab, now I stuff you with bread. It don't hurt, 'cause you're dead! And you're certainly lucky you are, 'cause it's gonna be hot in my big silver pot! Tout aloo, mon poisson, au revoir!"

I was then thrown across a room and almost landed into a boiling pot a water. Luckily, I quickly grabbed onto the side of the pot and quickly tugged myself out. I unfortunately made a thudding noise and attracted the attention of the last person I wanted to see.

"Hm?" The frog walked over and examined me over, trying to figure out how I had escaped. I was then lifted up, as he finally noted my movement. "What is this?"

I quickly pinched his nose and was quickly released, when he yelped. This led to a short sequence of events that mostly ended up with the frog getting hurt, while I ran for my life. When he was distracted long enough, I took cover under a metal barrier. Hopefully no one can find me here, and let's hope that I can find ___ soon.