Her first cosplay experience

The big day arrived. They had chosen to stay in a hotel the night before so Sarah could dress up in comfort and head to the event in costume without a long car journey. Sarah's excitement was palpable as they walked to the the event with glimpses of people in costumes heading in the same direction. Even before getting to the queue several small groups had approached her to compliment her, take a picture of her or talk costume. Tom smiled watching his wife drinking up the attention as well as feeding off the excitement and enthusiasm of others. He felt a little sidelined but he also had totally expected it. He was there to carry the bag and look after her so he stood back and enjoyed his wife's enjoyment.

After queueing to get in things really kicked off for them. They moved slowly around, never making it far before being stopped for a picture or a chat. Sarah had ordered some cards with her social media details on so that she could build her following. She had been unsure about joining the stage event so she hadn't applied but when people found out she was new to the scene they pulled some strings and she took the spot of someone who had pulled out.

Later in the day they managed to get a quiet moment in the food hall. Sarah was looking through some of the cards she's got from several photographers who wanted to discuss shoots with her. Tom expressed his concern over the legitimacy of some of them. "Hmm, you may be right, one or two really didn't feel quite right did they?" she mused.

"So, are you enjoying yourself?"

She linked his arm and pulled up close to him "Oh my god, it's great. Everyone is so lovely and I think I did a really great job on the costume. Looking at some of the others, I think my quality is up there."

Tom smiled to himself, thinking about a certain wish he'd made to help her "You look great love."

Sarah paused for a moment looking a little guilty "I have something to tell you."

"Oh?"

"Well some of the people I've been speaking to think that you're my dad."

Tom laughed "Well I can't blame them. I am technically old enough and you do look younger than your age." In making wishes to perfect her appearance he had to admit she had ended up looking eighteen. "So what did they say when they found out we're married?" Again there was a guilty pause and a realisation struck Tom "Oh my god you didn't tell them."

"I didn't say you weren't my husband" she stammered "I just didn't correct them."

"Wow, I mean, are you embarrassed of me?"

"Oh baby, no." she turned to him and was pulling on his face to try and bring him to her to try and kiss and reassure him.

"Agh, no, stop." he whispered puling her hands away

"Honey? I'm so sorry I'll.." Sarah looked up at him with tears forming

Tom was looking around for familiar faces "Jesus woman, if someone sees you trying to kiss me they'll think were together. I don't want everyone to think I'm some perverted daughter fucker."

Sarah dabbed her eyes with a napkin and smiled at her husbands panic "Okay daddy, I'll be good." she said.

Tom's wide eyes snapped to hers "I'm not sure that's any better." He could see the regret on her face through the makeup and cheeky expression and he held her hand "Look, I'm not sure how I feel about this situation but this isn't the place to get into it and I need to think about it anyway so let's just enjoy ourselves for now and we can talk about it another day okay?"

"Okay, I love you daddy."

"I love you too... pumpkin. Ugh, I'm going to string you up when we get home."

"I am daddy's naughty girl after all."

"Quit it" he growled and Sarah ran off giggling

They tried to have a bit of a look around the stalls but they never made it far before having to interact again. Before long it was time for the Masquerade and Tom had to abandon Sarah to her fate in the backstage area and take a seat out front to watch. Tom had to admit he rather enjoyed himself. Some of the costumes and props were genuinely impressive and the majority were being worn by beautiful young women. He hadn't anticipated the performative element and when it was Sarah's turn to come up the compare did explain she was both new and a last minute addition to the line up which gave her a good excuse for not having much of a performance. Thankfully she knew some of the characters poses from the game and struck a few between strutting around and waving her sword about. Tom thought she looked stunning, by far the most desirable creature on the stage. He knew he was bias but he really didn't think he was wrong in that assessment. The lower position of the audience had given everyone a great look at her long legs and a clear view of her beautiful behind but it was her confident demeanour coupled with her beauty that had people staring agape.

Afterwards he hurried backstage to find and congratulate her. He couldn't see her for a while in the throng but found her eventually in a group surrounded by people dressed in a wild variety of costumes. He stood back, she was clearly making friends and he didn't want to step on her toes. Eventually she looked up and sow him standing back and beckoned him over. Walking into the group he instantly felt old, the look and energy of them screamed youth. "Hey everyone this is my dad." she announced enthusiastically. Why you little... thought Tom before putting on a smile and introducing himself. "So..." she had her hands behind her back and was looking up at him sweetly "These guys have invited me to this party they're all going to. Everyone wears a dressed down version of their costume so I wouldn't need going out clothes which I haven't got with me and it sounds really fun and I said I'd love to but only if you can come because these guys seem great but I only just met them and you're the only person I'm with and they said that's totally cool so what do you say, can we go? Please?"

_What the actual fuck _thought Tom first I'm her dad and now she's asking me permission to go out with her friends. Way to make me feel like your actual dad. "Well as long as I can keep an eye on you I don't see why not." I might as well play the fucking part.

She squealed, gave him a frankly daughterly hug and started talking very excitedly with her new friends.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?