There’s nothing better than being a Daddy’s girl… Especially when your Daddy is your own, personal superhero, as well as Hades, the legendary King of the Underworld…
I wouldn’t say I was exactly estranged from my mother and half-siblings by the time the “Summer of Mango,”[as I eventually came to know it] had finally faded into a series of fond memories. Regardless, I wouldn’t say I was an active member of our family’s flock back then either.
Nevertheless, there was one entity concerned with my biological roots who I was still very much in touch with around that time. We’d always been on good terms; yet, shortly after my first bloody encounter with the Deluxxe family (in which I left the mother slain in order to redeem the honor of our own family’s matriarch [and my own, dignity, of course]), our rate of correspondence ascended to a new level altogether.
My father, Hades, was very impressed by my display of initiative, skill, and honor, as well as my inclination towards gore. The King of the Underworld also went by Pluto; as my namesake, he’d done a pretty splendid job of becoming involved in my life from afar, especially with his intensive, demanding, and rigorous position as the sole Commander of Hell.
And now, I shall bestow upon you all the tale of my first girlfriend: Mango.
After my now-legendary duel with Duxx Deluxxe, in which I achieved redemption for my family (specifically, my mother) and myself, I left home and waddled out into the world. Before long, I found myself adorned in a jacket I’d handcrafted and stuffed with goose feathers, merely trekking through the magnificent, magical mountains of Asia as the most brilliant folk often do.
Therefore, it was in Himalayas that Mango and I experienced our initial encounter.
Once upon a time, back when I was still a baby duck, my mother was a drag king. She was actually the most famous one in our pond. I was so proud to be her daughter…
Until the day she was challenged to a duel and fell under the sword of fellow drag king, Duxx Deluxxe.
Just like that, I was suddenly more ashamed than I had ever been of anything in my life.
Our noble family name was ruined. How could we ever look the other ducks in the eye?! Even the geese were mocking us, led by that awful, moronic Mother Goose…
My mother settled for being second-best after her defeat, but I wouldn’t accept that fate for us. Thus, I made the necessary arrangements, and proceeded to do what had to be done for both my family and myself.