Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 54)

*Morning*

Thrax: *opens his eyes, looking at the sleeping cell next to him, smiling*

Ozzy: *still sleeping peacefully, having a sweet dream from the way his body is relaxed and there's a soft smile on his face*

Thrax: *gently strokes his son's face, quietly purring*

Ozzy: *starts to wake up at the gentle stroking and stirs*

Thrax: *smiles* Morning baby. *he coos at Ozzy*

Ozzy: morning daddy. *cuddles him hugging him tightly around the shoulders*

Thrax: *hugs him back, sitting up on the bed* You seem joyful this morning.

Ozzy: I had a nice dream.

Thrax: Oh?

Ozzy: I saw this lady. She wouldn't let me see her face but she was singing to me

Thrax: What did she sing to you?

Ozzy: *pauses for a moment trying to remember it and starts to humm it*

Thrax: *starts recognising tune and can't but think is it really her* Did you notice anything else about her Ozzy?

Ozzy: She had a ring on her finger.

Thrax: *eyes widen, reaches into the bedside table drawer and pull out a velvet ring box* Did the ring she wore look a little like this? *he opens the box to reveal a male wedding ring with a space next to it for a females*

Ozzy: Yeah that's what it looked like.

Thrax: *has a shocked look on his face.* Eve.

Ozzy: That was her?

Thrax: It has to be. The lullaby she sang was the one she sang to Rory and Aida and our rings were custom made for our wedding. There is no other pair like them.

Ozzy: *looks up at him and then hugs him tight*

Thrax: But how can it be, she's- *he couldn't say the next word*

Ozzy: *holds his hand*D

Thrax: *gently squeezes Ozzy's hand, his mind riddled with questions*

Ozzy: *nuzzles a little*

Thrax: *nuzzles him back* I just don't know how it is possible.

Ozzy: Like... she's watching over us?

Thrax: Could be, angel.

Ozzy: *smiles softly* maybe it's more appropriate to call her an angel in this instance... a guardian angel.

Thrax: *smiles* She's always was an angel, baby. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *gives him a kiss back and smiles softly* Maybe she's not physically here... But.. It's kinda like she's my momma... a real one... Not the monster I grew up with.

Thrax: Oh how I wish if it wasn't for that she-demon you could have become ours from day one.

Ozzy: Well.. that's why you came along isn't it? *smiles up at him*

Thrax: *nuzzles him* That and more, baby. *looks at the bedside clock* C'mon let's get breakfast ready. *gets up from the bed, stretching*

Ozzy: *nods and smiles softly*

Thrax: *heads to the kitchen* Any requests, little one?

Ozzy: I'm always up for pancakes.

Thrax: *chuckles* Alright. *starts cooking the usual for Ozzy and a couple of plain ones for himself* *sets the plates on the table along with the syrup and butter before taking a seat*

Ozzy: *sits next to him and smiles*

Thrax: *returns the smile and begins eating*:

Ozzy: *looks at him, smiling as he watches him eat*

Thrax: *looks towards him* Aren't you hungry, sweetie?

Ozzy: Yeah. *smiles and eats a bit but he doesn't seem to be terribly rushed about it*

Thrax: *quietly chuckles, finishing off his own*

Ozzy: *once he's done he plops himself in his lap to finish his own*

Thrax: *shakes his lightly, wrapping his arms round Ozzy's waist*

Ozzy: *cuddles, nuzzling him as he finishes up his breakfast*

Thrax: *smiles softy* Enjoy that little one?

Ozzy: *nods* Uh huh. *smiles* by the way you don't know what day it is in frank do you? *smiles*:

Thrax: *slightly shakes his head* Haven't been able to keep up with the dates. Why do you know?

Ozzy: *grins* Yes

Thrax: *strokes his face, then looks at the clock* Got work today, angel?

Ozzy *shakes his head*

Thrax: *strokes his hair* So what day is today, baby

Ozzy: *playfully* You really wanna know?

Thrax: *tickles him under chin* Trying to keep me in suspense are ya?

Ozzy: *chuckles* maybe.

Thrax: *grins* Always the cheeky one. *nuzzles his nose and starts tickling his sides*

Ozzy: *starts to laugh, doubling over* *grins and starts to tickle him back*

Thrax: Oh no you don't. *blows a raspberry into his stomach*

Ozzy: *laughs, squealing as he flails*

Thrax: *continues tickling him round the sides* *sits him up right* You are always able to make me smile, my baby. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *smiles at him and hugs him close* Still wanna know what today is?

Thrax: *smirks* Surprise me.

Ozzy: *smiles* It's father's day.

Thrax: *slaps his forehead* That's right. *nuzzles him* And now because of you I can finally celebrate it. *kisses him*

Ozzy *smiles and gives him a kiss back hugging him tight*

Thrax: *smiles, nuzzling him* The problem is I haven't celebrated it for so long even with my own father I wouldn't know what to do.

Ozzy: We can just do something fun. *smiles*

Thrax: *strokes his face* Your choice, my little one.

Ozzy: wanna catch a movie? *smiles* My treat?

Thrax: *nods, smiling* At least we don't have to worry about being seen any more, baby.

Ozzy: *nods as well and smiles* Let's go

Thrax: *grabs his jacket, as they head out the door*

Ozzy: what's your favourite type of movie.

Thrax: I'm not to fuss as long as it isn't a comedy.

Ozzy: you don't like comedies? I love em. *chuckles* especially action comedies... anyway what about suspense?

Thrax: *rolls his eyes* And you know from living with me that I don't have much of a sense of humour. *shudders* Even if everyone knows I still feel unsure walking around like this.

Ozzy: still proves you're not boring. *smiles* so you like suspense or thrillers? There's some some good ones playing. at least I’ve heard they're good. Dunno if you'd want to watch horror. *places a hand on his arm* we'll be alright. *smiles*

Thrax: *gently squeezes his hand* I hope you're right. *shrugs* It doesn't matter what we see Ozzy.