Ssylphiel, her parents, their harems, and Bea were preparing for a fight. Someone had invaded Ssylphiel’s palace on a day reserved for thankfulness! Ssylphiel had a feast planned and this joker was going to ruin it! …Not on her watch! “All right, everyone, ready?” called Ssylphiel.
“Ready,” confirmed Coilzette.
“Ready,” answered William.
“Ready to go here,” said Bea.
“Sanliel,” directed Ssylphiel.
“Here we go!” confirmed Sanliel. She snapped her fingers and used her magic. Specifically, she used a teleportation spell to bring the aggressor right in the middle of the group. Or rather, aggressors. They were a pair of bunny people in armor, one man, one woman.
“…The hell?” asked the bunny woman.
“You are completely surrounded, intruders!” called Ssylphiel as she and her friends and family sprang from the shadows. “Lay down your weapons or you WILL suffer the consequences!” The bunny man loaded a crossbow and aimed it at Ssylphiel while the bunny woman drew a knife.
“It will be a cold day in Hell before we do that!” hissed the bunny man.
“How about this;” suggested the bunny woman, “you lay down YOUR weapons, Python, and we won’t turn this palace into rub-!”
“Mama?!” gasped Bea. “Daddy?!” The bunny people turned their heads…and their expressions softened.
“…Bea?!” whispered the bunny man. Bea dropped her sword as she slithered up to the bunny people. They each touched one another…then Bea wrapped the two bunny people in a hug as happy tears flowed from their eyes. Ssylphiel blinked as she looked at the group.
“B-Bea!” stammered the bunny woman. “H-How did you-?! I thought you-!”
“I thought it was you guys that-!” replied Bea.
“Erm…am I actually setting two more places at the table, Miss Bea?” asked Beth. Bea then addressed the group.
“Mama Ssylphiel! Everyone!” she said. “Meet Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Bethany Cottonhop! My birth parents!”
“…Yes, Beth, you are indeed setting places for these honored guests,” said Ssylphiel as she smiled.
“Mama, Daddy,” said Bea once everyone was seated, “how did you escape? I thought that boar killed you both.”
“We managed to finally slow it down by driving a sharpened stick through its neck,” explained Andreas. “We scoured the entire countryside to find you, but…well…”
“What happened, though?” asked Bethany. “How did you end up in a Divine Naga’s care?”
“Well, believe it or not, Mama, Ssylphiel isn’t the first Divine Naga I encountered,” replied Bea. “I was starving without you two and Anacassandra preyed on that to use me as an assassin. Her attempt failed, as you see, as Ssylphiel offered to adopt me as her daughter.”
“That DOES beg the question, Bea,” said Ssylphiel, “what will you do now that your parents are back in your life?”
“…Mama Ssylphiel, can they stay in the palace with us?” asked Bea. “As Divinity? That is, if you two want it, Mama Beth and Daddy.”
“We’re already Divine Bunny people,” said Andreas, “Lord Furrias Highjump saw to that. But staying in the palace IS up to Ssylphiel.”
“Mr. and Mrs. Cottonhop, you are more than welcome to live here,” assured Ssylphiel. “I think Bea would enjoy having her entire family here. On that subject, I propose a toast!” Ssylphiel raised her goblet. “To family, whether by blood, adoption, or found!”
“To family!” replied everyone at the table. With that, the feast began!