Swimming gracefully through the blue water, the girls raced each other. It was a race to see who would get to the coral reef first. They laughed as a small school of fish rushed between them, forcing them to swim further away from each other.

"This is unfortunate," Aaanlisha said to her sister when they came side by side again. "Those fish have given you a few inches lead."

"Oh stop it," Aaantaarana said with a swish of her tail against her sister's. "You're only looking for a cheap excuse. Catch me if you can!"

Suddenly, she shot forward, her arms at her side and her tail flapping rapidly. Her beautiful face was turned up while her flowing hair steamed behind her in waves of jet black. Her sister was trying her best to keep up with her, but she didn't need anyone to tell her that she'd lost the race.

"Yayyy!", Aaantaarana shouted as she reached the reef.

Aaanlisha soon joined her, swimming in sharp, fast strokes.

"You cheated, you know," she pouted as she came up beside her older sister.

"How?", Aaantaarana shrieked.

"You swished my tail!"

"Oh please. Stop giving excuses. Just admit it, I inherited Mom's extraordinary swimming abilities."

"You always think you inherited all of Mom's abilities," Aaanlisha complained.

"Oh no. At least, you inherited one... nagging."

She giggled and then suddenly became serious.

"Let's hurry up and finish up here or Mom might begin to miss us."

"I'll tell her that you called her a nagger."

"Nagger? Is that even right? Anyway, she'll never believe you."

Aaanlisha gave no reply, instead, she grumbled something about 'oppression by seniority' and angrily went about picking beautiful plants and algae.

"Be careful with the corals," Aaantaarana shouted back from where she was.

Aaanlisha grumbled some more, but her sister ignored her.

After spending some time gathering sea beauties, the young mermaid soon became bored and was in need of someone to gossip with.

"Say Rana, are you still fooling around with that land-man?", she asked as she swam toward her sister.

"How's that your business?", Aaantaraana murmured, still concentrated on her work.

"Well," Aaanlisha shrugged as she absently picked out little pieces from the fancy algae she had harvested. "It's my business when my sister is going contrary to our culture."

"I'm not going contrary to any culture."

"Of course you are. You're having an affair with a land man!"

"Oh please shut up. What do you know about such things?"

"I do know Mom would be angry though. What do you think will happen when she finds out or what would you even do when one of our men comes to ask Mom to allow him marry you?"

"I'll handle that when the time comes."

"Hmm."

There was a moment of silence while both continued with their different styles of picking, then Aaantaarana glanced at her sister. What she saw made her gasp in surprise.

"What on earth are you doing? You've picked those things and now you're taking them apart? Aaanlisha!"

"Come on, it's only a few."

"A few is very useful, Lisha. Come on, let's go."

Aaantaarana led the way and her sister swam after her as they headed home with their beautiful burden of corals, seaweed, flowers and algae that would be used for the decorative setting in welcoming their guests.