June 21, 2038

Amy is currently watching an old dvd of "Frozen" alone. Shea is out on a date, again as a cougar, now that Amy has a much better grip on magical age manipulation. She is actually learning much faster than her peers in the local, albeit secret, Temple of Plutonianism. She remains the only one outside of the Plutonian Empire with her visual magic abilities. In the meantime, Amy and her family began the process of applying for passports and Plutonian visas. They finally recieved them last week.

However, as soon as Elsa finished her "Let it Go" sequence in the movie, Amy heard knocking on the front door, waking up Dutchess, who was sleeping on Amy's lap and jumped onto the floor as Amy got up. She heard the knocking again, and this time she had a bad gut feeling. Amy hesitated.

Knock knock knock.

Amy opened the door. There were two Denver P.D. police officers, with a crazy-haired elderly lady in stereotypical old lady clothes to their right.

"That's her! Thats that Plutonian Witch lady!" The old lady screeched. Amy's heart sank. Somehow she got outed. At this point she had to do her best to maintain her poker face. The two officers, both white, chubby-looking men in their 40's, scrutinized Amy's appearance rather meticulously, and appeared slightly more confused than professionally stoic.

"Ma'am, this woman looks normal to me. Normal face, normal clothes. Are you sure you're not thinking of someone else?" The officer on the right calmly asked the old lady.

"No!" The old lady screeched. "It's gotta be her! I saw her throw some half ice half fire thing!"

"And where did you see Miss O'Rinn throw this icy fire thing?" The officer on the right continued.

"In my dream! It was her, I swear!"

"Ma'am, I'm afraid dreams don't count as evidence here." The officer on the left finally added. The one on the right turned to Amy and extended his hand.

"We're sorry to bother you, Miss O'Rinn. Have a good evening." Amy and the officers shook hands and said their good-byes. She breathed a sigh of relief, but Amy also knew it was now only a matter of time before she got into trouble for sure. Since the officers now had her on radar anyway, even if it was because of crazy old ladies, it was standard procedure for law enforcement to always perform background checks and look up histories. Once they find out Amy and her family have full Plutonian visas, its over.

Just as she sat back down to finish watching Frozen, Amy got a text from an acquaintance from the local Temple of Plutonianism.

protest 2morrow @ Denver Capitol. Wanna cum?

Amy realized this would be the moment shit would go down, at the protest tomorrow. She texted back saying "yesh :3". She also texted Shea a single word that they came up with as a safe word for if Amy got outed.

omwh. tell granna plz

Amy texted back "will do". Brighid was currently napping, but Amy would inform her asap.