Six:
There is nothing like coming home to a house full of streamers, and fae magiks. What was loudest of all things in my house, was my dad dressed in an old maid’s outfit, and mom and mother looking thoroughly satisfied with themselves.
This was hardly the first time I’d seen the Viking pentacle male in drag. Dad has been getting dared into drag outfits since before I was born. Dad was wearing pale-blonde kitten ears, and an alarmingly life-like pale-blonde kitten tail over the back of his maid dress. The dress itself was black, with white frilling and lace. I could easily mistake this for an authentic centuries’ old maid dress.
“What have you done now?!”
I demanded, turning to address my mother, as Spike and I moved further into the room.
“Grandma, why is Grandpa wearing a dress a
