The family – that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
-Dodie Smith
" Mom, can I ask you something? "
I looked up to see my sixteen year old princess, Athene standing by the door way. She kept fidgeting with the hem of her dress, an action I had grown used to seeing when she would get nervous.
" Yes, sweety. You know you can ask me anything. "
" What's this? " she asked holding up a paper. I froze at the sight of it. The word Hope Adoption Agency written across it.
" Athene, where did you get that? "
" I was looking to place my transcripts when I found these. Yes, I did dig in the place out of curiosity, " she admitted, " But mummy, I was adopted? Why did you never tell me? "
It had all started from there. Sky had come home that night to a frightened me and a quiet Athene. Usually Athene would greet her Papa every night with a kiss on the cheek the moment he would step in.
But that night, she did none of those. But the words she said, shattered us.
" I hate you both for hiding my identity from me. "
I was shocked. God knew how Sky managed to hold up and even convince Athene to listen to us.
And thus, I recalled to her, my past.
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" Papa, no! That's my slice! "
" No way, that's mine, " saying so, Sky takes a huge bite of the pizza. Athene throws up her hands in defeat, a playful smile playing on her lips. I know that smile too well.
Soon, Sky lets out a huge huff and rushes to the kitchen. Athene is laughing her head off. Chilli flakes, a trick Sky would fall for every time.
" Princess! You're so evil! " Sky says chugging down water.
We are yet laughing, holding on to each other for support.
" Papa, how-how do you manage to fall for that every time? " Athene says between her laughs.
" You're going to get it princess, " Sky says before hitting her with the cushion.
" Oh no you didn't, " she says before joining in on the fight as well.
I keep watching them.
My family.
My dreams.
Later or not, I did get my fairytale.
I did end up with my king and my princess.
And always had my brother, looking down on us.
My family; my fairytale.
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