Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 26)

Thrax: *yawns as he gets up* Dammit what a night. *looks at the clock reading 10 am* -Thank Frank I work in shifts.- *cleans up and gets dressed before heading to check on Ozzy.*

Ozzy: *is trembling and crying in his sleep, one hand gripping the pillow so tight his knuckles have lost their cover, begging in his sleep 'don't leave me...'*

Thrax: *bites his lip thinking of last night* -Maybe I went too far last night.- *reaches in and strokes Ozzy's cheek lightly*

Ozzy: *is startled awake by the touch and would have fallen to the floor had it not been for the bars of the crib, he looks up at Thrax and immediately starts crying again as he goes for him* I'm sorry! I’m sorry I'm sorry! *hugs him tight as he can* I'm sorry I disobeyed you I'll be good please forgive me I’m sorry!

Thrax: *keeps his balance as Ozzy throws himself at him before lifting him into his arms* I'm sorry to baby. *rubs his back gently*

Ozzy: *sobs into his neck ,clinging on tightly to him* M'sorry you had to spank me... I-I'll be good..

Thrax: *holds him close, gently rocking him to sooth him* Think you can keep that promise, baby?

Ozzy: *sniffles, nodding and clinging tight to him* Yes d-daddy....I'm sorry I was a bad boy...

Thrax: I know sweetie, I know. *carries Ozzy into the kitchen, heating up some milk*

Ozzy: *wraps his arms around his neck, sniffling softly as he clings onto him, seeking daddy's reassurance*

Thrax: *gives the bottle a shake and test it* That should be warm enough. *walks into the living room, sitting down on the couch and slips the nibble between Ozzy's lips*

Ozzy: *takes it more willingly than he ever has and tries to nuzzle Thrax at the same time, the bottle giving him final closure that he's forgiven and everything is alright between them*

Thrax: *strokes Ozzy's side* Now not so fast, little one. *rocks him gently*

Ozzy: *slows down... a little and continues to cuddle with him, his eyes very sleepy looking*

Thrax: *allows Ozzy to finish and lifting his son to his shoulder, rubbing his back*

Ozzy: *hugs him, sniffling still then letting out a small burp, having swallowed a bit of air in the process*

Thrax: Good boy. *holds him to his chest and begins humming a lullaby*

Ozzy: *softly* daddy?

Thrax: Hmmm?

Ozzy: What did you do last night?

Thrax: *slightly cocks his brow* What do you mean, sweetie?

Ozzy: That thing that you did that really made my bottom hurt and you said it was a little reminder of my behaviour? *rubs his sleepy teary eyes*

Thrax: *flicks his left claw up* Just infected each cheek a tiny bit. Normally I won't go that far but you were really pushing it.

Ozzy: O-oh... *nods a little understanding then looks down* I.. I was really naughty last night wasn't I?

Thrax: *nods* I hope you've learned your lesson, little one. *taps his nose gently*

Ozzy: *softly* Yes sir... *hugs him* I was scared last night... I.. I thought you would never forgive me... *clings to him*

Thrax: *holds him close, gently rocking him* I just needed to cool off for a bit. *strokes the back of Ozzy's head*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly, nuzzling up under his chin needily as he starts to tremble again.

Thrax: *holds him tightly, rubbing his back* It's okay baby, it's okay now.

Ozzy: *sniffles softly, clinging*

Thrax: *keeps rocking him and begins humming softly*

Ozzy: *sniffles, clinging to him tighter and cuddling into the sound of Thrax's heartbeat, closing his eyes*

Thrax: *continues humming as he gets to his feet carrying Ozzy back to the nursery*

Ozzy: *has his thumb in his mouth, fast asleep*

Thrax: *gently sets Ozzy in the crib, pulling the covers up round him* Sleep well, angel. *kisses his forehead, switching on the mobile and heads out the room to do a bit of cleaning*

Ozzy: *sleeps far more restfully than he had the previous night, thumb still in his mouth as he grips the blanket he's been covered with*

Thrax: That's the last of it. *wipes his brow as he folds the last bit of laundry. He had just finished cleaning the whole house.*

Ozzy: *sleeps on, though is starting to stir and whimper*

Thrax: *hearing Ozzy from the monitor dashes into the nursery*

Ozzy: *is still half asleep and squirming uncomfortably*

Thrax: *lifts him up* Hey now, what's wrong?

Ozzy: *wakes more and clings onto him with one hand, rubbing his eyes with the other* Daddy... hurrrts.. *sobs softly, clinging to him the way a young child would*

Thrax: *sighs, laying Ozzy on the changing table untaping his diaper*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly, once he gets it opened the reason for his whimpering is revealed, not only does he have a soiled diaper but he also has a rash on his bottom, right on top of a soundly spanked bottom, having been wet much of the night and all through his nap 'but hadn't said anything*

Thrax: *shakes his head* Oh Ozzy. *throw the diaper into the pale, lifting him up* Let's get you cleaned up. *heads to the bathroom turning on the warm water*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly* Hurts... *clings to him sniffling*

Thrax: I know sweetie, I know. *gently sets Ozzy in the bath allowing the warm water to ease his pain a bit*

Ozzy: *whimpers softly and clings on, sniffling* Owww... *but the warm water does help ease the pain in his bottom both from the rash and the spanking*

Thrax: Easy baby, easy. *gently rinses Ozzy's sore ass* How does that feel?

Ozzy: *sniffs* Better. * rubs his eyes a little*

Thrax: *finishes and gently lifts Ozzy out, wrapping him in a towel*C'mon then let's get you into a clean diadee. *carries him back to the nursery*

Ozzy: *sniffles and nods, hugging him* daddy?

Thrax: Yes angel?

Ozzy: *softly* when did you build this? *gestures to the nursery*

Thrax: *lays him on the changing table* When you've been a work, sweetie. *slips a clean diaper under him* I had a feeling you attitude would go too far someday. *applies the oil and powder rubbing them in well and fastens it into place* There you go. *rubs Ozzy's stomach*

Ozzy: *reaches for him the moment he's dry, wanting to be held, the oil and powder soothing the sting in his hindquarters*

Thrax: *lifts him up, holding him close to his chest while he rubs his back*

Ozzy: *softly* I love you...

Thrax: *nuzzles him* I love you to, baby. *kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: I promise I'll be good today

Thrax: I know you will baby. *dresses Ozzy in his usual attire*

Ozzy: *smiles and cuddles him* Will you read to me tonight?

Thrax: *smiles* Of course, baby. *taps his nose*

Ozzy: *smiles and kisses him on the cheek*

Thrax: *smiles nuzzling him then notices a flash of light* What the-? *looks out the window but sees nothing there*

Ozzy: *frowns a little* What was that?

Thrax: *bites his lip* I don't know angel. *looks around, keeping Ozzy close to him, but doesn't see anyone* Probably nothing. *massages his forehead*

Ozzy: *senses his tension and unconsciously clings to him*

Thrax: *holds Ozzy close hoping no one has seen the two of them together like this* -That's the last thing we need.- *gently rubs Ozzy back*

Ozzy: *looks up at him*

Thrax: *looks towards him, smiling and kissing him but can't help but feel afraid for their situation*

Ozzy: *clings a little*

Thrax: *smiles* There's nothing to worry about baby. *strokes his face* You hungry?

Ozzy: *nods* Yeah kinda.

Thrax: *carries Ozzy to the kitchen* Any requests little one?

Ozzy: Not really... Um... anything that's not cake. ^_^'''

Thrax: *chuckles, tickling his stomach* Let's see what we have. *looks through the shelves and selects some pasta and tomato sauce* How 'bout this?

Ozzy: Sounds good to me.

Thrax: *sets Ozzy by the table tying a bib on* It won't take long, baby. *cooks the two but add a few cooked chicken pieces and a pinch of basil*

Ozzy: *nods a bit, squirming slightly in his seat as his bottom still stings from last night's punishment*

Thrax: *sets the plates and cutlery in front of them and severs out the food before taking his seat*

Ozzy: *starts to eat* Oww.. you really weren't playing around last night were ya? *shifts his weight a little and reaches back to rub his bottom*

Thrax: *takes a bite of his own* I don't want to do it but you were acting up. *takes a drink of water*

Ozzy: Yeah I know... *has another bite and swallows* I'm sorry...

Thrax: *takes another few forkfuls* I know, sweetie. *gently strokes his cheek before seeing another flash* Now who-? *swings open the window looking around* Who's there? *darts his head back and forth searching but doesn't see or hear anyone*

Ozzy: Was that.. a camera?

Thrax: Frank I hope not. *grips his hands tight coming back in*

Ozzy: can you tell if anyone's out there?

Thrax: *shakes his head* I'm afraid not baby. *sitting back down at the table and finishes his lunch*

Ozzy: *stands* I'm gonna check it out... *in cop mode*

Thrax: *worried* Be careful angel.

Ozzy: *changes clothes and heads out, gun concealed in his jacket*

Thrax: *watches Ozzy leave biting hard on his lip*-Please come back safe , my baby- *begins cleaning up the kitchen*

Ozzy: *looks around the house for signs of footprints*

*a figure dashes away from the house clutching a camera in hand*

Ozzy: *narrows his eyes and chases him*

Camera-man: *zigzags down the street and jumps into a car waiting for him*

Ozzy: *narrows his eyes and jumps, using his morphing capabilities to stretch out and gain momentum to tackle him*

Camera-man: Hey. *struggles to get out of Ozzy's grip*

Ozzy: I don't think so dude... *narrows his eyes, pinning him firmly down* You made a big mistake...

Camera-man: Oh really and what of it kid. *smirks cruelly*

Ozzy: *glaring* Well for one... you were trespassing.

Camera-man: *scoffs* This is an abandon area kid there's no restrictions here.

Ozzy: It doesn't matter. You're still violating privacy. *continues to pin him down*

Camera-man: Really? *smirks* Well maybe you and your 'daddy' should hide your secrets better. *laughs* The top cop in Frank treated like a baby. *sniggers* Do you have any idea how many carbs I'll get for something like that?

Ozzy: If I were you I'd give me the camera and leave now...

Camera-man: *rolls eyes* You think I'm scared of you kid? *laughs* Please.

Ozzy: You should be.

Camera-man: *laughs* Why don't you just run back to your daddy and complain to him. *smiles crookedly*

Ozzy: You have no idea who my father is do you?

Camera-man: *rolls his eyes* Some washed up cell from where I'm standing.

Ozzy: Heh... You're standing on worthless ground

Camera-man: *throws Ozzy off and gets to his feet, dusting himself off* Big words coming from a child like you. *turns to leave*

Ozzy: Well then.. why don't you come meet him?

Camera-man: *smirks* Well it would be an opportunity to rub it in his face so might as well. *fallows Ozzy* -Not like you two can do anything about it anyway-

Ozzy: well let's go then

Camera-man: *shrugs and fallows Ozzy*

Thrax: *sees the two coming and runs out the door to meet them*

Ozzy: I think he should know who you are

Thrax: *upon seeing the photographer grabs him by the throat* What do you think you're doing here?

Camera-man: *chokes but smirks* Wouldn’t you like to know.

Ozzy: *to Thrax* Should I get the antidote?

Thrax: *not taking his eyes off the intruder* If you would be so kind, angel.

Ozzy: *heads in* *returns soon with the antidote*

Camera-man: *looks towards Thrax in confusion* Antidote? What is he talking about?

Thrax: *smirks evilly* Oh you’ll see. *takes the antidote from Ozzy and sprays himself*

Ozzy: *folds his arms as Thrax sprays himself down, watching the camera man's reaction*

Camera-man: *eyes wide with shock a the person holding him* You’re a- a-

Thrax: A virus? Yes and let’s get one thing clear: if you ever tell anyone about us and our location well then *chuckles wickedly* I’ll have great pride in watching you boil from the inside out.

Ozzy: *admits he's rather disturbed at that, however he also understands much more on the nature of a virus and all things considered he knows darn well that Thrax is protecting him and that he means every word of that threat*

Thrax: *rips the camera out of the guy's hand and crushes it before throwing the terrified germ to the ground* Now get out of my sight before I change my mind. *growls with his eyes flashing red*

Camera-man: *back off and rushes to his car before fleeing the area*

Ozzy: *watches the guy flee and looks up at Thrax after he's gone* Heh... I think he crapped himself...

Thrax: *laughs* After that encounter what you expected? *wraps his arm round Ozzy's shoulder* C'mon little one let's go back inside. *leads Ozzy back in*

Ozzy: *heads back in* that was close though.

Thrax: *sighs* Too close, I'll have to tell Drix and my parents to keep an eye out for that guy.

Ozzy: *nods* I'm kinda surprised you didn't melt the guy.

Thrax: Trust me if I did it would arow unwanted attention for us.

Ozzy: Yeah that's true.

Thrax: *kisses his forehead* Believe me baby, I do not wish for us to be separated because of this. *lifts Ozzy cradling him*

Ozzy: *hugs him tightly*

Thrax: *gives a soft nuzzle and a quite purr* Your choice of activity for the day baby. *stroking Ozzy's side*

Ozzy: *smiles* I kinda just wanna hang out with you.

Thrax: *smiles* Alright baby. *nuzzles him* I better make that call to Drix know before I forget. *takes out the mobile and dials Drix's number*

*Drix's mobile rings*

Drix: *answers* Hello? *turns off the vacuum cleaner*

Thrax: Drix? It’s Thrax.

Drix: Thrax? Hello. How are you?

Thrax: Could be better. Ozzy and I encountered a bit of trouble.

Drix: oh? What happened?

Thrax: *shifts Ozzy on his hip* A photographer Drix.

Drix: What? Oh my... what did he get?

Thrax: A few photos of me coddling Ozzy. I destroyed the camera but I exposed my actual form to him.

Drix: Oh dear.. what species was he?

Thrax: *shrugs* Cold virus I think or some weak germ.

Drix: *lets out a relieved breath* Good... most likely he won't bother you again then.. *knows that if it had been a cell he would have gone right to immunity and caused huge trouble*

Thrax: Germ or cell, I still think you should keep your eyes open in case he, or someone else, decides to reveal us.

Drix: Don't worry I will.

Thrax: *sighs with relief* Thank you and I'll have to tell my parents the same thing.

Drix: Yeah I'll let you go so you can.

Thrax: Thanks. See ya. *hangs up and dials his parents number*

*the Rojo house phone rings*

Vic: *answers* Rojo residence. Can I help you?

Thrax: Father, it's Thrax.

Vic: oh hi son! *smiles* How's it going?

Thrax: *sighs* Could be better.

Vic: Uh oh... what happened? Do I need to kill anyone?

Thrax: Father don't, that's the last thing we need. *swallows a lump in his throat* I just need you and mother to keep watch for anyone strange coming into the area from now on.

Vic: Certainly son. What happened? Do you need me or your mother to come stay with you and lil Oz for a few days?

Thrax: We're alright its just that *sighs* there was a photographer taking pictures outside out home.

Vic: ... yipes! You sure you don't want me to kill someone? Was he a germ? You know immunity doesn't usually investigate dead germs. Just cells.

Thrax: *rolls eyes* Father I said you can't besides I've already threaten him to keep away from us but we still have to keep a lookout in case anyone else shows up.

Vic: Alright but I'm killing anyone I think is a threat to my boy or grandchild.

Thrax: *shakes his head* If you do keep it clean will you.

Vic: Oh don't worry I promise I'll keep it clean.

Thrax: Thank you. Speak to you later.

Vic: Hey want to talk to your mother real quick?

Marie: No thanks I'm good Vic.

Vic: Alright. I'll tell her you said hi then.

Thrax: Alright. Goodbye father. *hangs up the phone and sets it down*

Ozzy: Do I wanna know what that was when you told him to keep it clean?

Thrax: Best if you didn't know sweetie. *taps his nose*

Ozzy: Heh.. ok.. *cuddles*

Thrax: *chuckles hugging Ozzy to his chest as he walked into the living room sitting down on the couch*

Ozzy: *rests his head on his shoulder and hugs him*

Thrax: *holds Ozzy closes as he picks up a book entitled 'Wicked' and lays down on the couch before reading to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *cuddles, listening to the book and smiling softly, loving it when Thrax reads to him*

Thrax: *finishes it in a couple of hours, setting it down and wrapping his arms round Ozzy* Well?

Ozzy: *smiles* good story.

Thrax: *chuckles, ruffling Ozzy's hair before looking at the clock* Might as well get dinner ready. *gets up and carries Ozzy to the kitchen, setting him next to the table* Spaghetti Bolognese okay for tonight. sweetie?

Ozzy: what's the difference between Spaghetti Bolognese and plain ol’ spaghetti.

Thrax: *chuckles* Spaghetti Bolognese has more flavour in it and is very tasty.

Ozzy: sounds good then.

Thrax: *slips on a apron as he gathers the ingredients* It shouldn’t take long, baby. *breaks the pasta in half, cooks the meat, mixes the sauce before combining them together*

Ozzy: Where'd you learn to cook?

Thrax: *smirks* My mother, I think you've seen her cooking before. *sprinkles a bit of parmesan cheese on top if the food before carrying it to the table*

Ozzy: *nods* Well you're both awesome at it.

Thrax: *chuckles, tying a bib round Ozzy's neck then getting the cutlery and bowls out before serving their dinner* Eat up Ozzy. *takes a bite of his own*

Ozzy: *eats, smiling*

Thrax: *takes a drink of water before finishing up, wiping his mouth*

Ozzy: *finishes up his and removes the bib, picking up a napkin to wipe his mouth with*

Thrax: *gathers up the dishes, setting them in the sink before washing them and storing them away* How you enjoy your dinner Ozzy?

Ozzy: *smiles* It was good. *chuckles* I think I'll never want regular spaghetti again.

Thrax: *laughs lightly, lifting Ozzy into his arms* Your call baby. *nuzzles his nose*

Ozzy: *chuckles, nuzzling back*

Thrax: *kisses him on the forehead but can't help but think back about the close encounter they had this morning* -That punk nearly destroyed our family.- *growls*

Ozzy: *jumps a little when he hears the growl* Dad?

Thrax: *snaps out of his gaze* Sorry, just thinking of this morning. *sighs*

Ozzy: Yeah... That was way too close for comfort

Thrax: *hugs Ozzy close* Believe me baby if anyone tried to take you away I wouldn't go down without a fight.

Ozzy: heh.. ditto. *hugs him back tightly*

Thrax: *looks towards the clock* A quick bath then it's off to bed for you. *taps Ozzy's nose*

Ozzy: Awwwww....

Thrax: I know baby, but it's getting late. *carries Ozzy to the bathroom, turning on the water*:

Ozzy: can't I stay up a little later?

Thrax: *checks the water's temperature and adds some bubble bath* I'm afraid not Ozzy, besides I've got an early day tomorrow I'm afraid. *undresses Ozzy*

Ozzy: They switching shifts on you?

Thrax: *nods* They do that a lot and I'm the one always getting caught in the middle. I mean don't they understand I have a child to care for. *lifts Ozzy, turning off the water and placing him in the bath*

Ozzy: they could at least give ya some warning yeesh... I mean the FPD hasn’t changed my shifts in like a year.

Thrax: *takes a soapy sponge and gently washes Ozzy's torso* No matter what I do they never listen. A few of those bums I'm thinkin' of taking their heads off if they make another crack joke. *snorts*

Ozzy: *chuckles* that would be kinda messy don't you think? *gets some shampoo and puts it in Thrax's hair, wanting to return the favour*

Thrax: *takes a towel and rubs it out* Thank you Ozzy but I don't need one at the moment.. *lathers up a little and massages it into Ozzy scalp*

Ozzy: *sits still and lets him bathe him* Well here lemme rinse some of it out kay? *reaches for a cup and makes to rinse Thrax's hair*

Thrax: Here. *shakes his dreads loose and dries them off* Ozzy I know you want to help but please let me. *rinses the shampoo out of Ozzy's hair*

Ozzy: *tilts his head forward a little bit*

Thrax: *finishes bathing Ozzy and lifts him out, wrapping a towel round him* There you go all clean. *taps Ozzy's nose*

Ozzy: *chuckles softly and wraps his arms around him*

Thrax: *hugs Ozzy close carrying him into his 'room' before dressing him for bed*

Ozzy: *bites his lower lip and clings to his arm a little*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round Ozzy hugging him* What wrong baby? *rubs Ozzy's back gently*

Ozzy: *softly* I want to sleep with you.

Thrax: *gently rocks him* I know baby but I start very early in the morning and you need your rest. *kisses his forehead, setting him in the crib*

Ozzy: *continues to cling to him though, the first time he slept in here it had been after Thrax had punished him and failed to give him comfort after so he's rather reluctant to sleep here again through the night*

Thrax: *strokes Ozzy's cheek* I promise you baby it'll be okay. *pulls the covers up round Ozzy's face, kissing him and turning on the mobile*

Ozzy: Can I stay with you till I fall asleep? *reaches for his hand*

Thrax: *massages Ozzy's small hand in his* I'll stay with you til then okay. *smiles softly*

Ozzy: *nods and closes his eyes, squeezing his hand*

Thrax: *softly begins humming a lullaby to help Ozzy sleep better*

Ozzy: *snuggles down into the pillow, his grip on Thrax's hand slowly loosening as he begins to fall asleep*

Thrax: *eases his hand out of Ozzy‘s, picks up the monitor and slips out of the room before heading to bed himself*