First up, Ariel. She’s the rebel without a cause—or, you know, without legs. Her hobby is collecting human junk like a hoarder with oceanfront property.
She’s brave, sure. But she’s also terrible at risk assessment. “A fork? That’s a dinglehopper! A sea witch’s creepy lair? Sign me up!”
Honestly, she’s the friend who would try to pet a wild bear because it looks fluffy. Can we blame her? The girl’s got big dreams and zero survival instincts.
Flounder: The Stress Ball We All Need
Then there’s Flounder. That little fish is basically a walking anxiety attack. He’s the friend who screams “ARE YOU CRAZY?” while holding your purse.
Poor guy just wants to stay alive. But no, he has to follow Ariel into shark-infested waters and creepy palaces. He’s the real MVP of “friends who enable bad decisions.”
And his voice? Pure, nervous gold. He sounds like he’s one bubble away from a meltdown. Relatable king.
