"Mom's made plans for us all to have dinner together." Says Alice, coming home from a night of work.
"Oh?"
"She wants us all to come down to her manor after she's done redecorating, six or seven years from now."
"Oh." Says Willow. "The way you were talking about it the other night, it sounded more... pressing."
Alice shrugs as she takes her place on the couch, snuggling up to Senna and running her fingers through Willow's hair. "She doesn't like to stay in the city very long. Besides, when you're as old as she is, that's practically tomorrow."
"We invited her to our wedding three years in advance, and she still wouldn't stop fussing about how she had no time to get ready." Senna says.
"She actually wanted to make plans earlier, she's very excited." Alice says, pinching the bridge of her nose. "But she was worried if she made plans here we wouldn't keep them because we might 'move to Utah to live with the other bigamists'."
"Hooo-lyyy shit."
"Yeah. Yeah." She sighs. "Might try to get her to research some things on her smart telephone between now and then."
"Should I expect any other ancient family members dropping in?" Willow asks Senna.
"No, dearest. My sire is long, long dead. Staked, decapitated, garlic stuffed into the wound, left out to bake in the sun- the works."
"Jesus christ." Willow says, and the vampires flinch. "Sorry."
"And on that cheerful note- we're six weeks out now, how's ghoulhood treating you?" Asks Alice. "No incessant urge to obey our every whim?"
"Nope. Feelin' normal."
Alice slowly picks a half-full teacup up off their coffee table, then drops it on the floor.
"Oops." She says, flatly. "Clean that for me."
"Get fucked?" Says Willow, and Alice smiles.
"Just checking! Can never be too sure." She says, as she collects the cup and goes to grab a dish towel. "Senna? Your thoughts?"
"I think she's probably fine. What do you say, Willow? Ready to be our pet again?"
"Really!?" Willow bolts upright and squeaks, high and needy. "I mean, um, you're sure it's okay?"
"I think you've acclimated well enough, don't you?"
"Y-Yeah! I mean, I've been, I've been trying really hard to not get weird, or brainwashed, or anything." She babbles, her breath catching slightly as Alice slips in behind her back and drapes her arms over her.
"We know, pet." She hums. "You're doing such a good job for us."
"Oh! T-Thanks."
"Why don't you tell us how we can reward you, hm?"
"Um, for now can we just- cuddle on the couch more?" She asks, flushing red. "I-I know we were just doing that but, it's- it's a different headspace, it's more relaxing."
"Of course, pretty thing." Senna coos. "Come here."
Alice finishes cleaning and sits between the two of them, and Willow lays down across their laps. Senna gently scratches at her scalp while Alice rubs circles into her back, and Willow sighs happily.
"I've been so nervous about this. All month." She says, nuzzling into them. "It's nice to finally just, really relax."
"You deserve it, pet."
"You did so well."
"I diiiiiiid..." Willow hums, peaceful. "I love you mistresses..."
"And we love you, sweet thing."
"Love you so much."
