^Calypso's point of view^

I watched Dad fix up a wild demonic doe with three eyes, singing slightly to himself. The deer had locked eyes with me and I stared back.

Hello, dear.

Hi?

You're Calypso, aren't you?

Yeah.

Good, good. I'm Artemis. I'm here to call you to witchcraft because everyone else is so lazy.

I'm a witch?

Yes ma'am.

Are you my first deity?

No, dear. I'm just a sign. Your first deity might be Dionysus or Athena. Or my dumbass brother Apollo.

Okay then. Are you actually hurt?

No, just my host. She's got two newborn fawns to look after with her mate so she let me lead her here.

Oh. Okay. Thank you ma'am. Any tips for starting out in my craft?

Listen to Fae, he knows.

Okay.

The doe ran off into the woods after having Dad scratch behind her ears. Dad waved before humming to himself as he cleaned up.

"Hey, Dad? Can you help me with witchcraft?" I asked.

"Sure, honey, were you called to witchcraft?"

"Yeah."

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My phone rang obnoxiously and I picked up hesitantly.

"Heyyy~" Stitches's voice crooned.

"You either have the wrong number or you have something good to tell me. Which one?" I asked with a sigh.

"Dad buried Troy up to his neck in the garden and plans to drown him by pretending to water the plants. Mercy has approved of this action." Stitches said. I could hear his smile.

"So they broke up?"

"Yepperz. You can shoot your shot tomorrow if you want." Stitches told me. "She's over him."

"I don't know how I'm going to do that, so it might be a little bit, but y'know...I'm an awkward lesbian." I muttered as hope blossomed in me.

"You can do it, honey, it's not that hard. We already know she's bisexual as fuck and likes girls a little bit more than guys." Stitches assured me. "Anyways...it's time for me to use Dad as a model for art class. Bye, queen."

"Bye, Stitches." I hung up and giggled to myself before skipping into the kitchen.

"Well, someone's in the best mood. I'm glad." Pa laughed as he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button on his dress shirt. He leaned over and kissed me on the top of the head before tugging on the ends of my hair gently and playfully.

"Hi, Pa." I said affectionately.

"Welcome home, darling." Dad greeted Pa, kissing him gently. "Dinner will be ready shortly. Where's Nathan?"

"Soccer practice. Want me to take Bernard and go get him?" I asked.

"If you could, that'd be great." Dad said, passing me the moose keys. I put on my shoes and cloak and got outside with a few treats.

"Hi, Bern." I greeted the moose cheerfully. She huffed into my hand affectionately and nosed my pockets for treats. I gave her one. "We're going to go get Nathan. Do you mind getting up?"

She got up and I put the reins on her before opening the big stable doors and leading her out to the steps where I could climb up and get on her back. I rode her to the field with onlookers looking shook over the fact that I had barely any harness on her other than the reins and that I was riding a fucking MOOSE. I'm a skinny cottagecore lesbian with three eyes and purple hair who lives in the forest and rides a moose. I am a fairytale.

Nathan hopped up on the moose with the rest of the team looking on in awe of how majestic I looked in my long dress and cloak on top of Bernard. I put Nathan in front of me, holding the reins firmly.

Sam, Jack, and Aubrey waved at us from where they were waiting for one of their parents to pick them up on their way home. I waved back and started back home.