Sister [Descendants 3]

4.1

Early morning on a Saturday. Teri let some of his guests sleep in his mansion. One of them is Hedith and out of habit, the princess of the Underworld woke up earlier than anyone to get her things ready to leave. But things haven't really gone her way since she left for her mission.

In the middle of doing her hair, the girls barged into her rooms. Artemis have a huge bag over her shoulders, Evie have her make up supplies and the other three are looking mischievous. Dangerously mischievous.

"Umm, morning?" Hedith said, suspiciously before letting her long hair fall.

Knowing them, they don't really are this early to wake up. Especially the night owl, Artemis.

"What are you doing here?"

"Preparing you for your date," Dizzy squealed and tackled Hedith, making her fall onto the chair behind her. She quickly protested when Celia back her up when she started restraining her hands unto the chair.

"That is unnecessary!"

"You'll run away if we don't do this," Uma said, smugly as Evie puts her kit on the vanity table.

"So relax. We're not going to eat you."

Hedith wanted to protest and tell them off, but she is cornered. With her magic, she could easily escape, but that would also mean hurting her friends. And there is also Artemis. A much more experienced goddess who can easily take her down with just a flick of her finger.

"Did Teri made you do this?" She asked, calmly.

"How did you know?" Celia asked as she sits in the chair beside Hedith. From their reactions, her guess was correct.

"By date, I assume it's Carlos little suggestion last night. And he wouldn't go as far as asking you to purposely harass me and strap me down for make up. Telemachus, on the other hand, is a very notorious wingman even in his demigod peers. It's only suitable that he tried to have you guys do this," she said in a matter-of-factly tone. Uma huffed in amusement and crossed her arms over her chest.

"What do you expect? She is Mal's little sister."

Hedith rolled her eyes and turned to Artemis, "And what's with that huge bag?"

"Clothes," Artemis grinned spilling the contents on the bed. When it revealed colorful garments and fabrics, Hedith's eyes widened in horror.

"Nope! Nu-uh! You won't get me to wear that!" She easily declined. She turned away from the hideous colors (at least in her perspective), "You won't get me to wear yellow and especially pink."

"Yeah, we told Teri that. But this is all the jerk has," Artemis said before a chuckle can be heard from behind them. All six of five of them snapped towards the open door and there stood Persephone with a warm smile. Hades is standing behind her with a less tasteful expression.

"Kore! Dad!" She almost croaked at the word and smiled sheepishly, "So you've seen me in this embarrassing predicament."

"I said one month and you already had a boyfriend?" Hades said, dangerously low.

"He's not my boyfriend-"

"-yet," the other girls interjected. Hedith sighed in defeat. They will do what they want.

"Stop being pouty, dear. Hedith's not a little baby anymore," Persephone said, walking over to the bed and inspected the dresses, "Yep. You won't get her to wear any of these."

"Do you have another solution then, Mrs Persephone?" Uma asked, uncertain on what to call her.

"Oh Kore is fine," she said and lifted her arms above the dresses, "Just some little touches."