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The day had started like any other- the tide lapping up against the beach, the seagulls already crying as they searched for their daily meal, and the morning sun peeking over the horizon, shining its light on the fishing town below. Cogsworth had woken up in his bunk on the same ship as always, tied up to the dock where they had landed the previous evening. As he made his way up to the deck, he squinted in the light of the morning sun. Something was missing, but in his sleep-addled mind, it took a moment for him to realise it- Lumiere, his mermaid friend- or more than a friend, as most people would affirm. Normally, the marine dweller would h