Let the Third Day Begin

The reasons for a parent to lose a night of sleep can be plenty when it comes to one’s child. Right now, what kept Brenda Newman awake was the fact that there was a girl sleeping on her son’s bed. Not that this particular parent was a prude to such things, far from it; her son was of age anyway and sleeping on the couch. So she thought.

This last fact was what was keeping her awake, was she being too strict on him? It wasn’t like he wouldn’t tell her sooner or later that the mysterious girl was Amelia.

For the first time in years, her son was having a sleepover, and she felt guilty for ruining it.

The only thing that made her feel any better was the fact that her son and Amelia had patched things up. Long and plenty had been the arguments between mother and son when she tried to find out about what had happened between them. She tried every parental trick in the book. At least now they were back together.

That made her smile and was probably the peace of mind she needed for her sleep to finally catch up with her.

"Sorry, kiddo. I guess I ruined your sleepover," she said just before falling asleep.

Somewhere far from Springfield

Henry, the Alexander household robot, knocked on the door of his master’s office and then opened it.

“Sir, Mr. Hawthorne is waiting on line three,” the robot sounded as if it feared interrupting its master. The last time that had happened it lost half of its memory banks due to a flying table ornament hitting its head; along with many other facts, Henry just couldn’t remember what that ornament was.

“Thank you, Henry,” Valerius replied, showing a rare smile to the family robot; in fact, he was anxiously waiting for the businessman to call him back. As he picked up the phone receiver, he noticed the robot was still waiting by the door; he blocked the receiver with one of his big, fat hands and asked quite annoyed, “Is there anything else?”

“Ehh,” Henry stuttered. “Your daughter has just arrived from Springfield and she wants to speak with you. She says it’s urgent.”

Valerius’ grip tightened on the phone receiver, the cracking sounds from it signaling it was close to breaking. “It always is with her. Tell her to wait for me to end this call, she can see me as soon as I am finished.”

Not wanting to stay in his master’s office for more than he was supposed to, Henry hastily left and closed the door to give him his privacy.

“Ah, Mr. Hawthorne, I was wondering when you’d return my call,” Valerius said on the phone, putting on a friendly facade. “Yes, yes, we are all quite busy during this time of the year.

“You’re right, our daughters do keep us busy with their demands as well; being close friends, they probably come up with ways to spend our money together.” He sighed after agreeing to the remark made by Winston Hawthorne on the other side of the line. “Speaking of which, mine is waiting outside my office wanting to talk to me, she has probably missed the past two days of school. She better have a good reason for it.

“Anyway, this is not why I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to once again try to convince you to come to my arena and watch a few matches.” The tone of his voice continued to sound friendly; he wanted more than anything to convince the other man to take part in his operations. “Come now, Hawthorne, a man with your wealth can board his own private plane and visit my facilities in almost no time at all. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

Valerius knew the dangers of having a mundane human frequent his arena, especially someone with wealth and some level of influence in the mundane world. Still, all he thought about was ways of manipulating such men of power with his own. His full binding contracts had yet to fail him; it would allow him to control the man and take care of any thought of divulging what was seen during his stay.

He knew of course of the witch that had her interests in protecting the Hawthorne family, but his control was more for information and influence than to destroy the man.

“Good, you think about it and give me your answer as soon as you can so we can make arrangements.” After finishing with goodbye pleasantries, he ended the call and asked to himself, “How the fuck did this guy gain such a status? Oh well, power is power and I am yet to see an easier prey.”

“Speaking of prey.” He brought up a picture of his daughter and her friend on his computer screen. “It’s such a pity she’s such a stuck up bitch; with an ass like that, I could have used her as a ringside girl at my arena.” After closing the picture, he finally pressed the button on his desk to call his robot.

No sooner had he pressed the button than his daughter rather than Henry opened the door to his office and entered the room. He noticed she was in her original form, white hair and tanned skin; it had taken him and his wife a great amount of time and money trying to convince her to assume what she called the dumb bimbo look.

“Before you ask, Rita,” Valerius interrupted his daughter just as she was about to open her mouth; she chose to then sit on a chair on the opposite side of his desk to listen to what he had to say. “The ogres have not yet returned with your new pet. Before they return, I had them deliver a package to your cousin in Springfield, so they should be here in a day or two. If you wanted this pet any sooner, complain to your cousin, he kept asking for the...”

Rita grinned after receiving the news from her father, the tamarin would make a fine addition to her secret collection of endangered pets. She was so happy that she drowned out whatever else her father was telling her, she even ignored the fact that her cousin might have cost her getting her pet a few days earlier. Still, she wished she could keep them in Springfield but her parents always told her that it would attract too much attention.

Thinking about pets made her remember the real reason for her visit. She still had to wait to have her say as he hadn’t finished talking yet.

“Now, what are you doing here?” he asked, showing his annoyance with his daughter. “You’re supposed to be at the Academy and keeping an eye on the MacKenzie girl.”

“You have also told me to tell you if any new arrivals to the Abyss appeared at school, Daddy,” Rita said with her sweetest of voices even though she knew her powers had no effect on him. “I am here because the device you gave me has detected such someone.”

“And you couldn’t tell me this over the phone?” he asked as he raised one of his eyebrows. “Why did you come all the way here to tell me this?”

“Well.” She paused, trying to formulate what to say next, showing her lack of ability to plan things through; much unlike her father. “After I found out who it was,” she paused again this time to smile, trying once again to win her father over, “well, I want him as a new pet.”

Back to John’s bedroom

As his alarm clock rang, John lazily woke up to turn it off. Damn it, another dream disrupted, he thought. He opened his eyes and saw two new message windows in front of him and he sleepily read the first message.

New Daily Quest
Party up! Use your new party system while exploring an Instant Dungeon with a partner.
Reward 300 XP
1 skill point
Party system improvements
Accept | Refuse

John automatically hit on accept and then read the next message.

Achievement Unlocked - First time sleeping with a girl
Although nothing really happened, here’s something for you to hopefully put to good use. It should be soon or else it’ll be reduced back to its earlier size.
+0.5 cm penis size

An arm draped over his chest as if on cue, making him realize what he just read and remember the events of the night before he fell asleep. He turned his head to face the arm’s owner and was surprised to be staring at the lovely blue eyes of his childhood friend.

“Morning,” Amelia said smiling.

“Morning,” he answered back. “I had forgotten that you’re a morning person.”

“What did you expect?” she asked with a serious expression. “I am lying on a boy’s bed, who knows what he would do to a helpless girl like me?”

“Haha,” John laughed sarcastically and then said while starting to get off the bed, “Speaking of lying in bed, I must go. I don’t want Mom to learn that I slept with you.”

Amelia had to use both her hands, one to cover her mouth to stifle her laughter and the other to pull him back to bed. “Sleeping with me? You were snoring way before things got interesting.

“Anyway, don’t worry about your mom catching us,” she said, trying to stop his worrying and then put on her glasses. “I am monitoring her. When she wakes up, I’ll know...” Suddenly there was a red flash from her glasses. “Damn it! You must go.”

After leaving his bedroom, John headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast; it was quite common for him to do so when he woke up before his mother. While prepping, he also took some of the fruit salad from the fridge and served a good portion for everyone. He still had enough for lunch, so he stored the pot in his inventory. One day left of the fruit diet quest, he thought.

Just before he was finished, he heard Amelia entering the bathroom. Soon after, his mother left her bedroom and joined him in the kitchen; they chatted for a while until Amelia finished to give John his turn at the bathroom.

When he came back to the kitchen, he heard the two girls laughing and they shushed up as soon as they saw him.

“Amelia, will you come over again today?” Brenda asked. “There’s still so much we have to catch up with.”

“Sure, Brenda, I’ll come over after school and play with John while we wait for you,” Amelia added that last remark just to make fun of John, to which Brenda started laughing again.

“I am sorry that I have to leave early,” the MILF said after she managed to stop laughing, then she stood up and added, “I have a lot to do today.” She kissed her son on the cheek and then embraced Amelia just before she headed for the door.

The two teens stayed quiet, finishing their breakfast. While putting away their empty dishes to wash, the Scot was the first to talk.

“John, what the fuck happened on that day six years ago?” she asked him, showing she still had a bit of hurt feelings due to what happened. “I know we were all in a pretty bad state back then, but how did Vanessa manage to make you do what you did?”

“To tell you the truth, I don’t really know how she got the best of me,” he answered. “When the bitch queen and her two bimbos took me to the girl’s bathroom, I felt sure I could have faced anything she would do to me; even the head dunk in the toilet bowl.” He didn’t have much trouble to remember any of those events, he’d played it over in his head more than enough. “But when she said you’d face the same as me, I felt some fear that suddenly took a grip of me. I cowardly had to accept her terms of my surrender.”

“Some good it did to us,” Amelia said, a bit angry, only this time not directed at him.

“Tell me about it,” John replied. “That was one long lonely week. Thankfully, Caile came along to save me from too much loneliness.”

Amelia had to smile with that remark, to which he smiled back.

“So, What’s the plan for today?” she asked him wanting to know if he had anything planned. With all that happened to him in the past few days, it was only natural that she felt curious about it.

“Well, I have to meet Mrs. Wentworth before classes start and then, believe it or not, I have a quest that could involve you.”