Angel POV.
The party is in full swing. Rebel looks adorable in her pink, full ballroom skirt princess dress. Her hair is in curls down her back. A silver plastic bejewelled tiara on her head and no princess outfit is complete without sparkly glitter shoes.
The club girls volunteered to be Disney Princesses for the day and they are doing a great job. The icing on the cake was seeing Ryder dressed as a prince, wearing a white cut. He was currently dancing with our lil princess.
To see him and how he is with her is just beautiful. Hell, no matter what he is doing, he makes time for her. Outside, we have white ponies complete with unicorn horns, picnic tables lined up with white and pink tablecloths. We even have stalls for the kids and adults to play games, bouncy houses, and lots of food and drinks. Even the trees have fairy lights wrapped around the trunk and branches. It is a fairytale princess party.
Even I’m doing my part. Blaze spent the last two days getting the pool prepared. Yes, I was shocked as well; the club has its own pool. Apparently, Ryder likes to swim. So they had one put in. It’s covered at the back of the clubhouse, in a separate building. They even have a gym and sauna.
So here I am, being put into a mermaid tail and bra set. Coral has done my hair and I have a seashell crown on my head with pearl beading and gold shells.
“I am never doing this again.” I grumble as I shimmy the waistband higher. The fin weighs a damn tonne. The things I do for my little princess.
“Ok, you ready?” She asks, and I roll my eyes.
“Where is she?” I look up and see my uncle Marco standing there fighting a laugh.
“Come on Ariel. Let’s get you in that pool. You sure you won’t drown?” I would stand up and hit him, but I would fall flat on my face. He chuckles, asshole!
“Oh, I may just become a siren and feast on your flesh and use your bones as toothpicks.” I say to him and he stops laughing at me as I grin evilly at him and bite my teeth together.
“Ha, ha, very funny. Now come on.” He moves closer to me and scoops me up.
“Jesus Christ, how heavy is that tail?” he asks straining, and I laugh.
“You should try swimming in it. Now come on, let’s hustle.” I say and he walks out the back of the clubhouse with me towards the building where the pool is. He places me down and I see members with their phones out, filming as I shuffle to the edge of the pool. Marco takes my hands and helps me enter the water, and I shriek as I glare at Blaze.
“You trying to kill me? It’s fucking freezing!” I say and he just shrugs.
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