Story Drafts

Part ???: ABOUT HAD IT WITH MY DADS (Subpart 1)

{The original version was created as a one-shot by Thelazybonusduck I requested the oneshot as a Parent! Devil and Dice x Teen!Demon Reader, and I'll admit it. This person did the one-shot so well, I was inspired to make it into the book series I'm working on! I asked them if I can use the one-shot in my book and they said yes. The only problem was while I was doing this, I realized how long it was. All because I was added on to it, to try to fit it in the book, and the plot that my characters that followed. And I am sorry for that. But hey, more detail, bigger picture, and action about what's happening, right? Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story.}

[Kiwi's POV]

The constant love and affection are suffocating. The constant monitoring and watching make me feel like I'm trapped.

I am Kiwi Star. Now the Daughter of King Dice and The Devil. 16 years of age, and a teenager capable of thinking on my own and making my own decisions. But, my parents think otherwise! 16 to them is still young, yes. But that doesn't mean that I'm six! I'm practically a young adult as a fusion of a 16-year-old human and a Demoness! In both of my father's heads, it's like I'm still their baby girl, and treating me as such had no boundaries when it came to me. And boy, it is embarrassing!

I was wearing my usual outfit today as I sat at one of the red bar stools at the casino's bar. Same shoulder-less striped blue sweater but showing my stomach, greyish blue jeans with a brown belt holding it up, my huge bundled striped stockings just below the knees to match my sweater, brown high friction ankle-length boots with no heels underneath said stockings, and my enchanted bracelet, ring, and necklace. I also wore a small amount of makeup to bring my sapphire eyes out as I sat there, drinking my second and self-limited shot (or glass?) of Black Cherry Michigan. It was pretty okay in our opinion, or Kiara and Iwik's opinion, until-

"Kiwi! I said you can't wear that crop top sweater because it's not beyond finger-tip length! And your cleavage is showing!" King Dice, or Dice Dad as I call him now, would scold me in front of every worker and customer in the casino. I sat in my barstool, looking away from everyone else in embarrassment as I felt the gazes of a thousand eyes burning the back of my skull. It usually felt normal to be stared at because of my appearance by my coworkers from my other job, but this was different. More personal.

He would grab me by the wrist every time this happened and pull me towards the resident part of the Devil's Casino where I and both of my dads lived, which would be above the Casino's main floor.

Pulling me into my new room, he started to scramble around in my closet to find a more appropriate outfit. And in case you didn't know, they had to buy me a whole new wardrobe because my usual outfit was all I had besides Kiara and Iwik's clothes, which they luckily didn't find yet. After a few minutes, he found a long purple dress. I looked at the dress in revulsion and pushed it away. King Dice moved it back to in front of my face.

"There is no in bloody Hell I am wearing that, Dad," I said bitterly. "Baby, that crop top sweater is too short and it's showing your cleavage too much. You either put this on or you will have no dessert tonight." He delicately placed it on the side of my bed, left of where I stood and across from the navy blue wardrobe, which was to the right of the door. "Who said I wanted dessert?" I quietly mumbled wrathfully under my breath. Before he left my room, he turned around and said, "Do not come out of this room until that dress is on. Do you understand, Kiwi? You may come back down when that sour attitude of yours settles." I belligerently rolled my eyes and sighed in defeat. "Yeah, whatever you say, Pops," I said obnoxiously.

After a reassuring smile, he shut the door, leaving me here in my room with that ghastly "so-called" dress. It was as sure as Hell ugly. And I have no idea why I still have it. Can't believe my dads picked this one out not so long ago.