𝒞𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓁𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝒸𝓀 (𝒢𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒷𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒯𝒪𝐻 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇)

~𝒲𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒯𝑜 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝑜𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐼𝓈𝓁𝑒 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝟣~

"He's getting closer!"

"I think, I'm gonna be sick!"

"Door!"

Hi. Your probably wondering how I got into this situation.

Well lets start simple. My name is [Y/n] and I'm the one hanging onto dear life on the back of the staff.

The bodyless head with gray hair is my uncle Edo. The tiny demon on his shoulder? My sister Queen. And lastly, Luc. A human boy who I had met only a few hours ago. Said human boy was the reason we're kinda in this situation. Then again my uncle is the kind to take a chance when he sees an opportunity but I digress.

Anyways, lets go back a bit for you to understand how this mess started.

I was at my stand as usual and working on a project...

"Oh hush now." An older woman demanded. A handkerchief to her young daughters tear striped face as the girl screamed at the top of her lungs. The two were dressed in rather expensive gowns and jewelry. "I'm sure Mx. Clawthrone can fix that old doll of yours."

"Sorry, I took so long." A teenager stepped out from behind their curtain stand. They had to be about fifteen, with [h/c] pulled back by a hair clip. A white eyepatch with a doodled on eye rested on their left with the other [e/c] right eye to be left on display. They crouched down to the girls eye level. A soft smile on their face. "I was trying to find the right color for your dolls new dress. Hopefully she likes it."

They held out a small cloth doll with red yarn as hair, two brown button eyes and dressed in a soft green dress that was decorated with sparkles. Their noticeable stitches on the dolls skin.

"You fixed her!" The little girl squealed, snatching the doll up. She threw herself at the teen in a tight hug. "Thank you so much Mx. Clawthorne! She looks so pretty now!"

"I'm glad you like it hun." They ruffled the girls hair. "Just try not to leave her with the ratworms again."

"Thanks for fitting us in on such short notice." The mom held out a small sack of snails to the witch. "That girl was screaming her head off the moment she saw that thing without a head."

"Anytime Mrs. Cartida." The teen smiled, tossing the sack into the air. "After all, you guys are my favorite clients."

"Well be off now. Stay safe!" With that, the lady and her daughter left. Disappearing into the crowd.

"Another day, another pay." The teen chided, opening the sack into a nearby metal box that was filled with loose coins, bills, gems and shiny stones. They shut its lid before locking it with a small silver key.