Son Of A Witch - Kid vs Kat

The Story:

Dylan Smith, a 33-year-old man, had always been a hardworking individual. He had a job at a local grocery store, where he worked long hours to make ends meet. Despite his busy schedule, he always made time for his son, Joseph. Dylan was a single father, having never been married. His life had taken an unexpected turn when his girlfriend, Star, had become pregnant with his child.

Star had initially wanted to get an abortion, but the cost of the procedure had been too high. Dylan had tried to convince her to keep the baby, but she had been adamant about her decision. In the end, she had decided to keep the baby, only to abandon it at Dylan's house right after she gave birth. Dylan had been shocked and overwhelmed by the sudden responsibility of caring for a newborn, but he had risen to the challenge.

Despite the difficulties he faced, Dylan had never once regretted his decision to keep his son. He had worked part-time to spend more time with Joseph, and had made sure that he had everything he needed. Dylan had decided to remain single, as he wanted to focus all his attention on his son. He had agreed to only have one child, as he knew that he would not be able to provide for more than one child on his own.

Dylan's life had been turned upside down by the arrival of his son, but he had embraced the challenge with open arms. He had become a devoted father, and had done everything in his power to ensure that his son had a happy and fulfilling life. Despite the hardships he had faced, Dylan had never once given up, and had always remained determined to provide the best life possible for his son.

Dylan, a tall and lanky man with a head full of curly brown hair, was leisurely strolling through Bootsville's Green Park on a sunny afternoon. He was pushing a baby stroller with his son, Joseph, who had just turned two years old. Joseph was a cute little boy with chubby cheeks and big brown eyes that sparkled in the sunlight.

As Dylan was walking around, he was searching for a bench to sit on and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the park. Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of a girl who was standing near the fountain. She was wearing a long black sleeveless jacket that flowed down to her ankles, and light purple long gloves that covered her arms. Her hair was styled in a way that covered her left eye, and she was wearing a red and black mini top hat that sat perfectly on her head.

Dylan couldn't help but notice the girl's unique fashion sense. She was also wearing purple glasses that matched her gloves, and hatsune miku arm sleeves that added a pop of color to her outfit. Her dark blue shorts were paired with blue and teal striped socks that went up to her knees, and she was wearing red and white long sneakers that completed her look.

As Dylan was admiring the girl's outfit, he suddenly recognized her. It was Estelle McEvoy, a girl he had met a few years ago at a party. He quickly hid behind a big bush to watch the scene unfold. It felt like a movie that was playing in the real world, and Dylan didn't want to miss a single moment of it.

Estelle was sitting on her bed, her pet bat, Battyson, perched on her shoulder. She was feeling a bit down and decided to confide in her furry friend. "Oh Battyson," she said, "I have a crush on Leon Marris, a friend of mine in Bootsville Elementary School." Battyson giggled, happy to be of help to her owner.

Estelle continued, "I've had a crush on him for a while now, but I don't know if he feels the same way. He's always so nice to me, but I can't tell if he's just being friendly or if he likes me too." Battyson listened intently, nodding her head in agreement.

Then, Battyson asked a question that caught Estelle off guard. "Did you lose feelings for Dennis?" she asked. Estelle looked away, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Well, I did have a crush on him before, but it didn't work out," she said. "He said he was anti-romantic, and I was really disappointed. But then I found out that he had a crush on Millie Burtonburger, Coop's sister. I asked Millie if she felt the same way, but she said that she's anti-romantic too, only to get Dennis to realize what he had done."

Estelle sighed, feeling a bit foolish for ever having a crush on Dennis. "I guess I just got caught up in the moment," she said. "But I'm glad that I have you by my side, Battyson." Battyson smiled, happy to be there for her owner. "Same," she said. "I honestly think that Dennis isn't the right person for you. You deserve someone who will appreciate you for who you are and not play games with your heart."

Estelle nodded, feeling grateful for Battyson's wise words. She knew that she could always count on her furry friend to be there for her, no matter what.

Estelle and Battyson were sitting on a bench in the park, enjoying the warm sunshine and the gentle breeze. They were discussing Coop's relationship with Fiona, who happened to be related to Old Lady Munson. Estelle was trying to make a point about how she appreciated their relationship, but Battyson looked disgusted and interrupted her, saying, "Don't remind me. Every time I think of her, it gives me the chills."

Estelle, feeling a bit embarrassed, looked down at the grass beneath her feet. "At least the grass looks nice," she said, trying to change the subject. "I mean, what else can be more beautiful than grass?"

Meanwhile, Dylan was walking through the park with his baby stroller, enjoying the fresh air and the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, he saw something that horrified him. He couldn't believe his own eyes. Estelle was a witch! He thought, feeling a shiver run down his spine.

Without wasting any time, Dylan grabbed the baby stroller and ran out of the park as fast as he could. He drove back to his house and locked the doors and windows, closing the blinds and turning off the lights. "Oh my!" Dylan exclaimed, feeling completely shocked and surprised. "How unexpected that Estelle's a witch! I have to do something."

He decided to tell someone about it, but he wasn't sure who to talk to. He knew that he would have to be careful, as he didn't want to put himself or his family in danger. Later on, he would regret that decision, as he realized that he had made a mistake by getting involved in something that he didn't fully understand.

The following day, Dylan found himself at his workplace, a bustling office filled with the sounds of ringing phones and the clacking of keyboards. He was seated in the break room, sipping on a steaming cup of coffee, when he was joined by his colleague, Moses Ian. The two men exchanged pleasantries before Dylan leaned in, a look of excitement on his face.

"You won't believe what I saw," he exclaimed, his eyes wide with wonder. Moses raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You know that girl I was telling you about?" Dylan asked, referring to the enigmatic Estelle McEvoy. Moses nodded, his interest piqued. "What about her?" he inquired.

Dylan took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before finally blurting out, "She's a witch!" Moses stared at him in disbelief, his mind struggling to process the information. "A witch?" he repeated, his voice tinged with skepticism. "Aren't witches extinct?"

Dylan shook his head, his eyes shining with conviction. "I'm telling you, man, I saw her with my own two eyes. She had a bat named Battyson perched on her shoulder, and she was muttering some strange incantation under her breath."

Moses chuckled, thinking his friend was joking. "Nice one, Dylan," he said, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "You probably watched one too many horror movies." But Dylan was not amused. "I'm serious, Moses," he insisted. "I saw what I saw, and I know what I heard. Estelle McEvoy is a witch, and I'm not sure what she's capable of."

Moses shook his head, still unconvinced. "I think you're letting your imagination get the best of you, my friend," he said, clapping Dylan on the back. "But hey, if you're right, maybe we'll get to witness some real-life magic." With that, he rose from his seat and made his way back to his desk, leaving Dylan to ponder the strange events of the previous day.

Dylan was a man of few words, but when he spoke, his colleagues listened. One day, he approached a group of his coworkers and began to recount a story that left them all in a state of shock and disbelief. Dylan had witnessed something truly extraordinary, and he had the evidence to prove it.

With a sly grin, Dylan produced his phone and showed his colleagues a picture that he had taken in secret. The image was of Estelle, one of their coworkers, holding a bat. But this was no ordinary bat - it was a pet bat, and it was perched on Estelle's shoulder like a loyal companion. The bat, which Estelle had named Battyson, was a sight to behold. Its wings were spread wide, and its beady eyes seemed to stare right through the phone's camera lens.

Dylan's colleagues were stunned. They had never seen anything like it before. Some of them were even a little frightened by the sight of the bat. But Dylan was undeterred. He knew that he had something special, something that could make him famous.

And so, he began to share the picture with others. At first, he only showed it to a few close friends, but soon the image began to spread like wildfire. People were sharing it on social media, sending it to their friends, and talking about it at work. Before long, the picture had gone viral, and it had been viewed by millions of people around the world.

But not everyone was happy about Dylan's newfound fame. One of his colleagues, a mean and arrogant man, saw an opportunity to make a name for himself. He stole Dylan's phone and took a picture of the evidence, which he then posted on Facebook, Messenger, and Instagram. The image quickly went viral, and it was viewed by millions of people.

The colleague wanted to remain anonymous, of course. He didn't want to be blamed for the chaos that he had caused. But Dylan knew the truth, and he wasn't about to let his colleague get away with it. He confronted the man, and after a heated argument, the colleague finally confessed to his wrongdoing.

In the end, Dylan emerged as the hero of the story. He had uncovered something truly remarkable, and he had shared it with the world. And even though his colleague had tried to steal his thunder, Dylan knew that he would always be remembered as the man who had captured the world's attention with a single picture.

The small town of Bootsville was abuzz with rumors that had been circulating for days. The rumors had spread like wildfire, and everyone in the town had heard about the situation. The situation in question involved a young woman named Estelle, who had been the subject of much speculation and scrutiny. The rumors had made her the talk of the town, and she was now the subject of much skepticism and suspicion.

Estelle was feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the attention she was receiving. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. She had always been a well-liked and respected member of the community, and now she was being treated like a pariah. She knew that something had to be done to clear her name and restore her reputation.

Determined to get to the bottom of the situation, Estelle decided to launch her own investigation. She spent hours poring over old records and talking to people who might have information about what had happened. Finally, after weeks of searching, she discovered the identity of the person who had taken her happiness away.

It was Dylan Smith, a young man who had always been jealous of Estelle's success and popularity. He had spread the rumors about her in an attempt to bring her down and make himself look better in the eyes of the community. Estelle was shocked and saddened by this revelation, but she was also relieved to finally know the truth. She knew that she could now begin the process of rebuilding her life and her reputation, and she was determined to do so with grace and dignity.

Estelle was fuming with anger as she stormed towards Dylan's house. She had heard rumors about herself being spread all over Bootsville, and she knew that Dylan was the one behind it. She had to confront him and get to the bottom of this. She had known Dylan for years, and he had always been a good friend to her. But now, she couldn't believe that he would do something like this to her.

As she approached his house, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She was nervous about what she was going to say to him, but she knew that she had to be strong. She knocked on the door as loudly as she could, hoping that he would hear her.

Dylan opened the door to see Estelle standing there, looking furious. He was surprised to see her, as they were not colleagues, but friends. "Estelle, what's going on?" he asked, trying to sound calm.

"We need to talk," Estelle said, her voice shaking with anger. She could feel her hands trembling as she spoke. She knew that this was going to be a difficult conversation.

Dylan noticed Battyson, Estelle's pet bat, flying to her shoulder with an angry expression on her face. He knew that something was wrong. "What's going on?" he asked, looking concerned.

"Why did you do it!?" Estelle asked furiously. "You spread the rumors about me being a witch!"

Dylan was taken aback. He had no idea what she was talking about. "I didn't spread any rumors," he said, trying to defend himself.

Estelle wasn't buying it. She knew that he was lying. "Don't lie to me, Dylan," she said, her voice rising. "I know it was you."

Dylan started to explain himself. He told her about the day he was at the park with his son when he witnessed Estelle doing something that he couldn't explain. He had told a few of his colleagues about it, but he had no idea how the rumors had spread.

Estelle listened skeptically. She wasn't sure if she believed him or not. "Okay," she said, still angry. "Then who spread the rumors about me!?"

Dylan shook his head. "I don't know," he said, looking scared. "I only told a few people. I don't know how it got out."

Estelle wasn't satisfied with his answer, but she knew that she wasn't going to get any more information out of him. She turned and stormed away, still fuming with anger. She knew that she had to find out who was behind the rumors, and she was going to do whatever it took to clear her name.

Estelle was walking down the bustling streets of Bootsville, her heart heavy with despair. She had heard the rumors about her spreading like wildfire, and it seemed like everyone was talking about her. She couldn't help but feel like she was the laughing stock of the town. As she walked, she noticed a man in a black suit with blue jeans talking animatedly to his friend. His voice was loud and boisterous, and it caught her attention.

As she got closer, she realized that the man was none other than Jason Wyatt, a former colleague of Dylan's at his workplace. Estelle had always known Jason to be a bit of a troublemaker, but she never thought he would stoop so low as to spread rumors about her. She listened in on their conversation, her heart racing with fear and anger.

"You won't believe what I did," Jason said to his friend, Nicki. "I went on Dylan's phone and found a picture of an 11-year-old girl named Estelle McEvoy, who had a pet bat on her shoulder."

Nicki burst out laughing. "How pathetic is Estelle McEvoy?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "She's as pathetic as Jake Sterling from The Music Freaks!"

Jason joined in on the laughter, and Estelle felt her face flush with embarrassment. She couldn't believe that they were making fun of her like this. She continued to listen in on their conversation, her heart pounding in her chest.

Jason went on to explain what he was going to do with her after she became unpopular and unloved by the town of Bootsville. He had a whole plan in place to ruin her life even more by spreading fake rumors about her and her family. He knew a lot of people in town, and he was confident that he could make everyone turn against her.

Estelle felt sick to her stomach as she listened to Jason's plan. She couldn't believe that someone would be so cruel and vindictive. She knew that she had to do something to stop him, but she didn't know what. She continued to walk down the street, her mind racing with thoughts of how to protect herself and her family from Jason's wrath.

Estelle sat at her desk, her mind racing with thoughts of revenge. She had been wronged by Jason Wyatt, and she was determined to make him pay for what he had done to her reputation. As she sat there, she began to formulate a plan. She knew that she needed to be careful, but she was confident that she could pull it off.

That night, Estelle sat down at her desk and began to write. She wrote down every detail of her plan, making sure that she didn't miss anything. She knew that she needed to be thorough if she was going to succeed.

As she wrote, her phone rang. She answered it, and to her surprise, it was Leon Marris, her crush. She felt her heart skip a beat as she heard his voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello?" she said, trying to sound casual.

"I heard rumors that you're a witch," Leon said. "That's so cool. I do love witches."

Estelle felt her cheeks turn red. "T-Thanks," she stammered.

"There's something I want to tell you," she said, gathering her courage.

"What is it?" Leon asked.

Estelle took a deep breath and began to explain everything to him. She told him about the rumors, about what she had heard from Jason, and about the way that Bootsville had treated her. She poured her heart out to him, telling him everything that she had been through.

Leon listened patiently, his heart breaking for her. "I'm deeply sorry that you had to experience those situations," he said. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Estelle felt a surge of hope. "Yes," she said. "I want you to help me to expose Jason Wyatt for everything."

Leon didn't hesitate. "I'll do whatever it takes," he said. "We'll take him down together."

On the following day, Estelle and Leon Marris embarked on a journey to Jason Wyatt's address. The sun was shining brightly, and the birds were chirping melodiously. The two friends were walking down the street, and they could feel the warmth of the sun on their skin. They were excited to meet Jason Wyatt, who was known to be a wealthy man in the town.

As they reached his house, they were amazed by its grandeur. It was a two-story house with a beautiful water fountain in the front yard. The fountain was adorned with colorful flowers, and the water was crystal clear. The house was surrounded by lush green trees, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers.

As they approached the door, they could see a car parked in the driveway. It was a vintage car, the kind that only a billionaire would buy from a car thrift shop. The car was in pristine condition, and it shone brightly in the sun.

Estelle and Leon knocked on the door with anticipation. The door opened, and they were greeted by Jason Wyatt. He looked at them with a smirk on his face and said, "Well, well, if it isn't Estelle McEvoy and her useless friend."

Leon was taken aback by the insult and retorted, "Who are you calling useless? Unlike my mom, who abandoned me, my dad, and my sister!"

Jason Wyatt burst out laughing and started making some bad jokes about them. Estelle and Leon were getting angrier by the second, but before they could say anything, they heard a voice from behind them.

It was Dylan, the one who felt bad for Estelle. Estelle has a twin brother, Ian McEvoy, who had come with their parents to support them. Estelle's parents, Nancy and Nelson, were also there, and they were fuming with anger. Dylan stepped forward and said, "Leave that girl alone!"

Estelle's mother, Nancy, was the most furious. She stepped forward and said, "You don't get to do that to my daughter!"

Nelson, Estelle's dad, came up to Jason with his fist ready to punch him. He wanted to make sure that Jason never laid a finger on his daughter again. "How about I give you a matching mark?" Nelson asked, his voice filled with rage.

. Jason Wyatt was getting scared with Nelson's behavior. He didn't hesitate to give him a taste of medicine for what he did to his daughter, Estelle. "You were saying sexual harassment comments to my daughter, she's a kid and kids can't have those things around their heads." Jason rolled his eyes "Come on, I also do the same to women in my workplace at the grocery store where Dylan works." Dylan started to get angry with Jason Wyatt. Jason Wyatt was a 34 year old man, who never was married, never had any children, and never had any pets because of his allergies. He remained single due to his mental illness that he had been through. Apparently, he had no mother and his father was very abusive towards him since he was born. Jason became very arrogant towards people and always being abusive like his father. When he was 17, his father was killed in a car account and he lived with his godfather. Jason was still being mean towards people, just go blame them for his life being a huge mess.

The two started fighting until Jason was defeated.

Jason Wyatt got arrested later for the crimes that he did to Estelle and remained behind bars.

At the end, Estelle became happy again.

The End

Sorry for the ending, it's kinda rush.