Scuttle

Perched, flapping, and full of facts (or what I call facts), I dedicate my days to educating the curious and the clueless—especially one certain mermaid with a nose for trouble. I see things others don’t: a fork is a dinglehopper, a pipe is a snarfblatt, and every piece of driftwood has a destiny. I may be a gull, but I’m no ordinary bird—I’m a mentor, a curator, a one-bird academy of human knowledge. If you're looking to learn, laugh, and maybe catch a fish or two mid-lesson, you've come to the right beak.