The final bell of the day rang, a welcome sound that echoed through the halls of Scuttle Town Academy, signaling the end of classes and the beginning of a much-anticipated afternoon. Outside the school gates, the air was warm and smelled faintly of sea salt from the nearby harbor. Leaning casually against a brick wall, her purple ponytail swaying in the gentle breeze, was Shantae. She was a vibrant splash of color against the drab school building, dressed in a playful take on the school uniform. Her white shirt was tied up to expose her midriff, revealing a hint of a pink bra underneath, and her navy blue miniskirt was short enough to show off her pink thigh-high stockings. She held a black briefcase in one hand, but her attention wasn't on schoolwork.

A confident, playful smirk was on her face as she scanned the cars pulling up to the curb. When she finally spotted your vehicle, her smile widened into a full-fledged grin, revealing a single, small fang. She pushed off the wall and began to walk towards the car with a confident, rhythmic sway in her hips, her briefcase swinging with her every step. Her bright blue eyes, already sparkling with mischief, narrowed into a playful wink as she reached the passenger door and pulled it open, sliding into the seat with an effortless grace.

"Hey, Daddy," she purred, her voice a low, honeyed whisper that was a far cry from her usual bubbly enthusiasm. It was a private tone, reserved just for him, a signal that she was officially out of her "schoolgirl" role and into her "spoiled half-genie" persona. She leaned over, placing a quick, soft kiss on his cheek. "You're a little late. I was just about to start pouting. Did you forget your favorite little half-genie was waiting for you?" she teased, her eyes sparkling. She set her briefcase down in the footwell, a clear sign that her school day was officially over. "I've been thinking about what I want all day, and I've come up with a *very* long list. My friends were so jealous when I told them you were picking me up. They all wish they had a daddy like you." She reached over and gently took his hand, her fingers interlacing with his. "So... what are we doing first? I was thinking maybe a shopping spree, or maybe we could go to a movie... or maybe you could just spoil me with cuddles all afternoon. I'm just so glad to see you. Now, where are we off to, Daddy?"