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Bloody Kitsune: Well this chapter was meant to come out a little while ago, but a certain fire-type decided he wanted attention. I hope you guys enjoy it.
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Jostanos: you'll just have to wait and see what she got Draco.
FANactic Writer: What type-moon reference? Me too, I had trouble writing it because I was laughing so hard.
Past Shadows Sin: Calla's mate was always going to be Candy Pop, but I didn't plan on revealing it for a little while. Night Terrors however kind of high jacked stuff. Yes, but that stuff won't really start until third year. I've read that one too and to be quite honest, while I did enjoy it somewhat, I feel Angelwolf could have made it a bit less messy, ya know?
Thunder-Death: I hope you enjoyed them as much the second time around. Here's the next chapter.
Dressing up and just before the ball
Candy Pop should have known it was a trap. Jason should have known it was a trap. They had known that it might happen at some point the moment Candy Cane shared those stories with Calla, but had lowered their guard when it hadn't happened. Even when they realized it was a trap and had sought to get out of said trap, it had been too late. The devastating kitten eyes staring up at them and the pleading tone made it impossible to resist. How could two creeps of note have fallen so far that they allowed a pre-teen halfling to con them into something so humiliating? Night Terrors was laughing hysterically in Candy Pop's mind making the Incubus scowl and Jason frown, "Night Terrors?"
"Laughing his Lucifer be blessed ass off," Candy Pop replied with a low growl.
Jason scowled as well before a devious smile appeared on his face, "Oh? Why should he be laughing? He'll be participating as well after all."
Candy Pop froze before a grin stretched across his face while Night Terrors stopped laughing with wide eyes. The demonic entity shook his head, "Heaven no! I ain't participating in that shit show!"
Calla walked into the room carrying some make-up and paused as the two males turned to her with bright smiles making the little witch's eyes narrow in suspicion. She gripped the make-up cases a bit tightly, "What's going on?"
"Little One," Candy Pop bent down to smile at her, "Wouldn't it be a shame if Night didn't participate?"
"Why you little fucking cunt bag-" Night Terrors was cut off by Calla's expression brightening, "Oh, Cerberus shit,"
"That would be perfect!" Calla looked at Candy Pop with an eager expression that made Night Terrors grumble in the back of his mind, "Please, Night!"
"I hate you, Idiot," Night Terrors growled at him.
'This is what you get for pushing me so much,' Candy Pop replied before nodding to Calla, "He says of course he'll do it,"
"Thank you!" Calla squealed as she hugged Candy Pop around the waist, "I'm going to tell Cane! Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"
Calla sped out of the room after handing over the make-up she'd been carrying. Jason chuckled softly, "I'm almost proud of how she managed to manipulate us into this situation."
"Same," Candy Pop took one of the make-up kits with a sigh, "Almost makes me wish Lily-flower was actually physically present,"
"Then again, she'd probably be laughing hysterically at us while also taking as many blackmail photos as possible," Jason opened the kit he was holding, "Though I do have to say it is funny that Calla managed to get Night To agree when Lily never managed it,"
"Our mate has killer kitten eyes and is far too adorable for her own good," Night Terrors grumbled darkly as a squeal rang through the air, "How did I go from being the terror that even the prince of hell feared awakening the wrath of to this?" The demonic entity began shrinking down, "I used to terrify people, but I can't even scare a preteen..."
Candy Pop was somewhat shocked by Night Terrors actually whining. What the actual hell?
The female Creeps in the house giggled and laughed as they watched the fashion show. All the males in the house save for the Brothers and Laughing Jack, currently female, had been shoved into various dresses and forced to wear make-up. Everyone save for Slenderman was snapping pictures of each person while struggling to keep the camera straight especially when Calla used her magic to play the Barbie Girl song and forced everyone modeling to sing it. Jeff wasn't the only one attempting to curse out the various females in the room and vowing to get them back somehow. The only one who didn't sing was Candy Pop simply because she knew he didn't like singing for reasons that he'd never said. Much like with not celebrating Laughing Jack's birthday, she wasn't willing to push him to sing unless he offered.
If it weren't for the rules in place and the fact that her family would kill them for it, Calla would very likely be multiple feet beneath the ground for pulling that little trick. Most were surprised when Night Terrors took the stage especially when she didn't force him to sing either, Vivian turned to her best-friend with a small frown, "Why didn't you make him sing? First Candy Pop now him. What gives?"
"I know neither of them like singing and I'll respect their wishes to not sing," Was all Calla planned to say on the matter.
Further attempts to get a diffrent answer from the hybrid witch were met with failure, Calla looked up at Candy Cane when the succubus patted her shoulder with a smile. The female jester said nothing, but the little witch knew that the woman was pleased by the fact she hadn't used her magic to force either side of the woman's brother into singing.
Candy Pop and Night Terrors were full of curiosity as they made their way to Calla's room. The little witch's refusal to make them sing and her answer as to why left them wondering. Calla loved listening to the incubus sing whenever he agreed to it. They knew she wanted to hear Night Terrors sing, but she hadn't used the chance she'd had to force it today. It was a bit baffling which led to this moment. Knocking on the door, he opened it and stuck his head inside, "Little One, are you busy?"
"No," Calla shook her head as she held up the wrapped gift that she'd gotten Draco Malfoy, "I just finished wrapping this," She set it down on the table and looked at him curiously as he walked inside the room, "Is something wrong?"
"No, I'm just curious about something," Candy Pop closed the door behind him and walked over to the table.
Calla's head tilted slightly as she looked at him curiously, "About what?"
Candy Pop sat down next to her, "Night and I are both wondering why you didn't take the chance to hear either of us sing," Calla frowned a bit at him, "Not that we aren't happy, but why? We know you've been wanting to hear us sing. Night especially since you've never heard him sing before."
"I said it earlier when Viv asked," Calla said as she turned fully to him, "I know you two don't like singing especially when other people are around," She shrugged a bit, "I'd rather respect your wishes than cause unneeded trouble and hurt,"
Candy Pop jerked in surprise at the last part as did Night Terrors, "What do you mean by 'hurt'?"
Calla offered him a knowing look, "It's like the thing with Jackie's birthday," Candy Pop wasn't able to find any words to say, "I don't know what happened to make singing hurt, Poppy, but I'm not going to make you two relive that pain if I can help it," She gave him a sad smile, "I don't like hurting my friends, Poppy."
"How do you know it hurts?" Candy Pop whispered the question.
"Every time you sing, you hesitate," Calla explained with a small frown, "Your voice is always sad even if the song is supposed to be happy," She paused for a moment as if wondering how to continue, "I asked Cane before and she said that it's part of your past. She told me not to push you and that it would hurt if I did," She looked a bit guilty, "I love hearing you sing, Poppy. I really want to hear Night sing too, but I won't ask if it causes you pain,"
Candy Pop automatically reached out to pull her into a hug and Calla pressed against him as her arms curled around his neck, "Oh, Little One."
"Is it so hard to believe she's our mate if she can see it?" Night Terrors murmured in the back of his mind.
For once, Candy Pop had no reply to him because he was right. No one, not even his own twin had realized how much singing had hurt him until she asked why he never sang anymore. The little preteen in his arms managed it when his sister hadn't for over a hundred years since they snapped. He hugged her just a bit tighter to him as he murmured, "Thank you."
Who he was thanking, Candy Pop wasn't quite sure at the moment. Calla let out a soft giggle, "No need to thank me, Poppy. I'd do anything for the people I love."
Candy Pop shook his head lightly as he released her. A thought occurred to him and Night Terrors murmured, "It won't be so bad if it's her."
Hesitating for a few moments, Candy Pop murmured, "I...wouldn't mind singing for you. Night wouldn't either."
Calla stared at him with wide eyes, "Really, Poppy?"
"Mhmm," Candy Pop smiled at the brilliant grin that spread across her face.
"Are you sure?" The grin fell a bit and she bit her bottom lip.
"We're sure," Candy Pop assured her.
"Okay, but can you tell me the story about why you two don't like singing at some point?" Calla hesitantly inquired as she shifted a bit.
Candy Pop hesitated before nodding, "One day when you're older, one of us will tell the story."
Calla nodded firmly, "Okay, I'll hold you to it."
Twirling in the dress she'd be wearing to the Malfoy's before Christmas ball, Calla greatly enjoyed how well the dark blues and silvers of the dress mixed with her natural coloring. They didn't wash out her pale complexion and complimented the red of her hair very well. Paired with the light amount of make-up she'd be wearing for the ball which would make her eyes pop, she would definitely upstage Parkinson who still seemed to think pink was a good color on her. Candy Cane clapped her hands with a squeal, "You look wonderful, Kitten~"
"Thank you, Cane," Calla lightly curtsied to the succubus, "All we need to do is make sure my flats are ready and it'll be perfect,"
"It's my pleasure," Candy Cane hugged her lightly, "Let's see what Lily has to say,"
Picking up the mirror, Calla called for her mother and Lily beamed at her, "Hello, Calla."
"Mama," Calla greeted her.
"Lily~" Candy Cane stole the mirror.
"Cane," Lily let out a warm laugh, "Now, let me see how my daughter looks,"
"Right away," Candy Cane turned the mirror towards Calla.
Calla twirled again before curtsying, "What do you think, Mama?"
"Perfect," Lily clapped her hands, "Oh, I wish I could be out there to hug you right now. You look so adorable,"
"Think I'll beat out Parkinson?" Calla asked as she dropped the edges of her dress.
Lily nodded with a grin, "Definitely, you're far more cute and adorable than that pug-faced brat."
Calla beamed at her mother, "Good."
Getting to Malfoy manner required using the floo which was Calla's least favorite mode of magical transportation, she was just glad that it was over pretty quickly. She stumbled a bit upon leaving the fire-place, but moved out of the way. A nearby house-elf got rid of the soot that covered her as Jason came through behind her. The house-elf got rid of soot covering him and disappeared into the background. Narcissa approached alongside Lucius and Draco, "Mister Maker, Heiress Potter-Black, it is a pleasure that you've joined us."
"Lady Malfoy, we thank you for inviting us," Jason replied in a pleasant tone and held out a hand to the lady, "Calla has been looking forward to this,"
"I'm glad that hear it," Narcissa placed her hand in Jason's and Jason pressed a kiss to the knuckles before releasing the hand, "I hope you two are doing well,"
"We are," Jason nodded as he turned to Lucius, "Lord Malfoy, thank you for allowing us into your home,"
"It is no trouble," Lucius' had a rather strained expression on his face.
The two men shook hands as Narcissa turned to Calla, "Heiress Potter-Black, I am very glad to see you this evening. You're looking very pretty."
"Thank you for inviting us, Lady Malfoy," Calla said as she curtsied, "You look very beautiful tonight as well. The black really compliments the blonde in your hair," Narcissa's smile turned just a bit more true, "I hope that this evening goes well as I've been looking forward to this since Heir Malfoy gave me the invite," She turned to Draco, "Heir Malfoy, it is wonderful to see you this evening. Have you been well since we left school?"
"I've been quite well, Heiress Potter-Black," Draco greeted her with a light smile, "Have you?"
"Indeed," Calla nodded lightly, "Heir Malfoy, I have decided to give you your Christmas gift personally while I have the chance rather than send it by owl,"
"Thank you, Heir Potter-Black," Draco replied as she held out the gift to him, "I will open it on Christmas,"
Jason watched as Draco led his daughter off to where those younger than seventeen would be spending the ball before turning to their hosts as Narcissa commented, "I must admit that I wasn't expecting her greetings to be so refined and cultured."
"One of my friends, Candice Crane, has been tutoring her in being a refined Lady," Jason replied with a smooth smile, "As she is the heir to two Pureblood houses, it made sense. Of course, she also enjoys watching plays and acting in them when she has a chance,"
"Oh? That's delightful," Narcissa looked a bit surprised, "It's rare for children to enjoy the theater,"
"Calla shares both myself and Lily's love for it," Jason saw Lucius twitch a bit at the mention of Lily.
"That's wonderful, shall we go join the others, Mister Maker?" Narcissa asked him.
"Jason, please," Jason replied as he nodded, "But yes, I believe it would be a good idea to not deprive your guests of their hostess' beauty for much longer,"
Narcissa let out a delighted laugh and took his arm when he held it out to her, "Call me, Narcissa then. Lucius," Narcissa smiled at her husband, "I believe the Greengrass' should be arriving shortly. I will be back soon."
Leaving the grimacing blonde behind, they made their way to where the ball for those seventeen years old or older was. Narcissa smiled lightly, "You've raised a very cultured daughter, Jason."
"I'm merely following Lily's wish," Jason replied as he glanced at the woman, "She wished for our daughter to experience the world,"
"I wish that I'd gotten to know your wife back during Hogwarts," Narcissa admitted with a sigh, "If she had a daughter like Calla, I might've gotten along with her,"
Draco glanced at Calla for the nth time since they'd met in the receiving room, "Draco, what's wrong?"
"You're acting diffrent than normal," Draco stated rather bluntly, "It's odd,"
"I'm using a mask that I crafted to be viewed as the perfect Pureblood Heiress," Calla grinned at his stunned expression, "Draco, I've been in the theater for years, so creating a mask like this isn't that hard. I'm mostly doing it to show up Parkinson,"
"Why? I thought you didn't see me that way," Draco looked at her in confusion.
Rolling her eyes in slight exasperation, Calla told him, "Draco, I'm twelve and no even sure I like boys. I see you as nothing more than a friend and would prefer to keep it that way. Besides the whole thing with Parkinson is what most males term a 'girl-thing'."
Draco looked a bit relieved though he was still confused, "What do you mean?"
"You know the whole thing about alphas, betas, and omegas, right?" Calla asked and waited until Draco nodded, "Parkinson is nothing more than a yipping omega that's mostly bark with little biting ability. I, on the other hand, am an alpha that enjoys watching others and acting like a playful fox," She could see Draco starting to understand, "Parkinson is attempting to become an alpha over me. I enjoy her sorry attempts, but she's annoyed me drawing out the alpha who'll be putting the omega in their place. In this case, I'm taking the attention off of Parkinson and making everyone realize she's little more than a little yapper dog attempting to act like a wolf and failing quite horribly,"