Days had passed since Mama had caught the scent of the boy, and although she hadn't immediately inquired about my companion, I was aware her silence would not endure indefinitely. That's why, amidst my baking, when Mama found me solitary, she posed the one question I found myself unable to answer—or perhaps unwilling to.

"Honey, I know you don't want me to ask, but I can't help myself. I need to know who was with you in the dance room a few days ago."

"I don't know him, Mama. He just appeared out of nowhere while I was dancing. At first, he didn't show himself, but then I heard his deep voice speaking in a language I didn't recognize."

"Oh do tell what did he say "

"He said Balla per me, mia bella colomba sensuale (dance for me my beautiful  sensual dove)"

"How cute baby  he spoke to  you in Italian he told you to dance  and called you  his beautiful  sensual dove awww"

My cheek  burned  and at that  moment  papa came in followed by Uncle Dan and said

"Who called who a sensual  Dove  in Italian"

My cheeks burned more and mama  bit her lip to stop herself from  giggling  at my reaction  but then she  herself  came  to my  rescue  and told papa

"Mind your business  honey its girl  talk its between me and my little  girl "

Mom then fluttered  her  eyelashes  at papa whose eyes became hooded  and then he grabbed her from the  seat she sat on  and  planted one on her lips much to  my  disgust and said

"I think  that sassy  mouth of yours needs  punishment  mi sexy compañera y esposa(my sexy mate and  wife)"

I swear to you that I threw up  in my mouth  after hearing that and when mom let out a girlish giggle my face turned  green  uncle Dan  made it worse  by saying  as my dad ran upstairs  with mama

"Fuckkk well mally   you won't  be seeing them  for a while and how would you like to be a big sister because it wouldn't  surprise  me if your mom  gets pregnant  today"

That was my breaking  point  I ran out of the kitchen hearing  Uncles booming  laughter  and went in the bathroom where I threw up because  as much as I loved my parents  and there love  I didn't  need to know that they were currently upstairs making  babies.

After finishing, I returned to the kitchen only to find that half of my maple syrup-covered pecan cookies had disappeared. Wondering who could have eaten them, I caught sight of my uncle in the garden, munching on one, and I couldn't help but yell out to him.

"Uncle dan you ate my  maple syrup pecan covered cookies that I made for the orphan children  who are currently  staying at the skiing resort on mount snowdon "

Uncle appeared guilty when he discovered I had prepared them for the orphaned children. Feeling pity for him, I assured him it was alright, claiming I had spares, though in truth, there were none. I had to make more, but it was worth it to alleviate his guilt. After making more, I set them aside to cool.

After the cookies cooled, I arranged them in a charming basket with cupcakes and brownies. I asked Papa to place it in the car's trunk and drive me to the Skiing Resorts. However, Papa informed me that the car had broken down, but I could ride my flying three-headed horse, which would get me there instantly.

I consented and instructed Snow, Sparkle, and Icicle to take me there. They concurred, and I secured the basket to them, rewarding each with their favorite treat: fluffy cakes for Snow, sugar cubes for Sparkle, and peppermint candy drops for Icicle. After treating them, I donned my robe and allowed my three horses to lead the way.

Upon arrival, I inquired with the resort manager about the location of his stables. After he pointed them out, I led my horse there, gave it a treat, and encouraged it to rest. Leaving the horse to sleep, I proceeded to the hall where the orphaned children were gathered. Once inside, I introduced myself and distributed the baked goods before spending the day engaging in play with them.

That night, we stayed at the resort, and I discovered my family had booked us for the evening since I needed to return home the next morning to prepare for school the following day. After a restful sleep and breakfast in bed, we went home, and I finished packing my luggage, ready for the day ahead. After spending the day with my family, we went to bed early. The next morning, I got up before everyone else to prepare breakfast. It wasn't necessary, as everyone could cook, but it had become our family's new tradition. Today, I made breakfast, so the responsibility of making dinner and tea fell to Mama, Papa, and Uncle Dan. Since it was my first day at a new school, Mama and Papa accompanied me, leaving Uncle Dan to prepare dinner, though he promised to visit the school later.

Upon our arrival at the academy, my parents were immediately engulfed by a group of people who appeared to be their genuine friends. However, when these friends saw us at the school, they inquired if my parents were there for charity work. I was taken aback that my parents had not mentioned to their friends that they were enrolling a child here. The reason for their secrecy soon became clear; it was due to a certain woman who scorned my parents. I wondered why, only to discover that this woman despised them for being two different supernatural beings who had married. She had convinced herself that my parents either had no children or had hidden them away out of shame for their supposed ugliness.

Her tone quickly shifted upon Uncle Dan's arrival, as she began to puff out her chest and speak in a cloyingly sweet voice.

"Well, hello Daniel, long time no see. The last I heard, you were in the mortal realm and had married a mortal woman. But what brings you here to a school without a child? Are you doing charity work like your stunning sister and her handsome husband? Because I don't see a child. What happened, Danny? Did the mortal's body not accept your seed to create life? Was her body too normal to carry a magical child, or did she pass away?"

This woman i thought was a right peice of work as she both flirted and insulted my dear uncle  and accused his wife  of being too weak to carry a child with magic to full term  that too in a voice that was as fake as her boob job because from the tight dress she wore  on it showed off her slim figure and her perky breast cleavage  so if it wasn't a fake boob job then she was quite lucky to be born with perky breasts  and not watermelons like my own  but despite her apperence being nice she didn't seem like a nice person  but soon uncle shut her down  with his own answer.