Regrets

She received the invite and carefully considered it. "I should go to one of these," she burbled to herself and hesitated for a few moments. Inevitably, she sent back her warmest regards and sincere regrets. Cthulhu threw an amazing party but, as much as she would love to reconnect with the ancient Meg, raise a salty pint with Davy Jones, and make the rounds to greet All of the Mysteries As Yet Unknown to Man, Nessie didn't like Dagon one bit. "One bad apple," she whispered, raising a bit to offer a sighting and then deeping down into the soft blackness. Fish gods were, at best, a stinky business.