A Fairy Out of Her Tale - Dear Diary - 35. Scene 35

14th January 1995

Dear Diary of Mother Deity’s Sacred Underpants,

Lydia is my new lover!
Sort of.
We’re still figuring it out.
But she sure as hell knows how to kiss!

That was quick, wasn’t it? And sudden. But it’s now dinner time and we’ve been together since after breakfast. Getting to know each other. You know, talking (at first, anyway). If nothing else, I made a friend, got a shoulder to cry on, and some luscious lips I can kiss whenever I want.

Her lips…

I’m probably not making much sense to you, am I? I’m just so happy and excited I can’t care about putting a coherent structure to my writing. I’m sure I’ll regret this in twenty years’ time when Lydia and I introduce you to our children and we’ll realise we don’t actually have the detailed written record of the beginning of our relationship that we were hoping to read.

Maybe I shoud write one, then? I don’t want to disappoint children I don’t even have yet!

Look at me thinking about having a family again! Lydia and I can’t have our own biological children and I have no clue how adoption works in Daisen, but of course all I can think about is the four adorable little darlings that look like an exact mixture of us: shorter than me but taller than her, with adorable fairy wings and my amount of body hair (no hairy little monsters in my fantasies, please), but her stocky build and witty grin. They’ll be cutest children in the world and it’ll be the perfect family and we’l live happily ever after.

Anyway, we talked about a lot of things today, but family planning wasn’t one of them. I know Lydia wants some children eventually, but we didn’t discuss details (we were too busy eating each other’s faces by that point). What we did talk about was our mutual instant attraction and our wish to do something about it.

It turns out dwarf dating culture is pretty similar to what I’m used to, though for slightly different reasons. You see, while fairies are free-loving spirits because our Mother Deity taught us love should be freely given and gladly received, the dwarves tend to get intimate with friends because what else can you do when you spend your entire life trapped inside a mountain?

Lydia talked a lot about dwarves and their weird way of life. She didn’t say why she left them, but it’s not hard to guess after all she told me. If I’m already missing nature when I’m in a city where I can still see the sky and smell the fresh(ly polluted) air, I wouldn’t last a day in a place where all I can see is rock (or other hairy dwarves). I’m glad she’s out here now.

Lydia just came in with our dinner. We’re eating together in my room today.

And who knows what else…

Should we worry that Nessa’s story might turn into a fairy tale romance instead of the fairy tale of demon-slaying and killer fairies we were promised?
(Because everybody knows that romance and demon-slaying can never go hand-in-hand. Right?)
Well, Nessa will go slay demons with her new girlfriend as soon as the plot sorts itself out.
Probably.
Enjoy the moments of peace while you still can. Though if you want to get to the action quicker, becoming my patron will get you a week’s worth of extra scenes.
Nessa will be back on Friday. Unless Lydia’s presence proves to be too distracting…