#madmaid
Amidst the bubbling beakers' glow
Where neon fluids ebb and flow
A finned inventor, cold and keen
Tries to keep his workspace clean
But through the steam and salty air
A frantic blur comes rushing there
With needle sharp and single eye
To watch the chemical sparks fly
He calculates with logic's hand
The finest theories ever planned
While she pursues a different goal
To scrub the stains from every bowl
He grumbles at the sudden mess
His gills flared wide in deep distress
But Niffty giggles, quick and sweet
And sweeps the chaos from his feet
A scientist of deep-sea gloom
A maid who haunts every room
They form a bond in glass and steel
A strange attraction, sharp and real
She likes the way his goggles shine
He finds her madness quite divine
For in his charts and complex gears
She is the pulse that kills his fears
Between the poison and the soap
They find a tiny spark of hope
A frantic heart, a brilliant mind
Two jagged pieces, well-aligned
He’ll build the world, she’ll keep it bright
Through every manic, messy night
The fish who dreams, the girl who sweeps
A secret that the hotel keeps
Jan 16
Jan 16, 2026 at 1:21 AM UTC