Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 61)

*Morning*

Thrax: *slowly opens his eyes and smiles at the sleeping girl curled up next to him*

Northstar: *still asleep, curled up and sucking her thumb*

Thrax: *softly chuckles* So cute.

Northstar: *starts to stir*

Thrax: *gently slips off the bed and sits down on the chair next to it*

Northstar: *sits up slowly, rubbing her eyes*

Thrax: *smiles* Morning, young spirit.

Northstar: *yawns a little* M-m-moaaaaaarnin'... *she yawns,

Thrax: *lightly chuckles* Still tired?

Northstar: *nods and then starts to look scared*

Thrax: *sits next to her* What's wrong, honey?

*the bed next to her is now quite wet*

Thrax: *places his hand over his mouth then pulls Northstar into a hug*

Northstar: I'm sorry! *looks up at him with scared eyes*

Thrax: *rubs her back* It's okay. It was an accident, honey.

Northstar: *sniffles* You're not gonna punish me?

Thrax: *shakes his head* No I'm not. Ozzy had the same problem when I took him in and he feared the same thing like you. *strokes her face*

Northstar: *flinches a little out of instinct, the last time she did this she was punished severely*

Thrax: *gently rocks her in his arms* It's alright, you're not in trouble.

Northstar: *cries softly as she's rocked, sniffling*

Thrax: *strokes her hair, continuing to rock her* I'm not mad honey. It's not your fault.

Northstar: *sniffles again, still seeming upset by it a bit*

Thrax: *strokes her cheek* Get yourself washed up and I'll clean up this mess. Okay?

Northstar: *slips from the bed, kind of stumbling a bit and heads to the bathroom.

Thrax: *gathers up the bed sheets and carries to the laundry room to wash them*

Ozzy: What happened? *opening the washer*

Thrax: *smacks his hand away* Northstar had a little *hesitates* 'accident' last night.

Ozzy: She wet the bed?

Thrax: *nods then glares at Ozzy* One word out of you and you'll regret it.

Ozzy: Oh c'mon!

Thrax: You remember what happened when I first took you in right?

Ozzy: Yeah I remember

Thrax: So you've got no right to give her grieve about this.

Ozzy: *sighs*

Thrax: *snorts slightly and continues with the laundry*

Ozzy: *heads into the living room and sighs, leaning against the couch*

Thrax: *heads to kitchen to make breakfast for the three of them as the washing machine runs*

Northstar: *is making a couch fort*

Thrax: *sticks his head out from the kitchen* Northstar is porridge and honey okay with you for breakfast?

Northstar: *calls, voice muffled by the cushions* Uh huh!

Thrax: *chuckles slightly and finishes making breakfast for everyone. Porridge with honey for Northstar and scrambled eggs on toast for him and Ozzy* Alright come and get it..

Northstar: *climbs out of her couch fort and goes to the table, starting to eat the porridge*

Ozzy: Heh.. never met a kid that actually liked porridge before.

Northstar: I like oatmeal too! *smiles*

Thrax: *smiles, sitting down* I'll keep that in mind. *takes a bite of his own*

Ozzy: *chuckles* I prefer bacon myself.

Northstar: Bleah.. bacon.

Thrax: *shoots Ozzy a glare* People have different tastes Ozzy.

Ozzy: *this time glares back* Yeah I know... I wasn't... never mind... *Stands and leaves the table*

Thrax: *gives Ozzy a sympathetic look and sighs* Sometimes I don't know what I'm going to do with him.

Northstar: *just looks kind of confused and munches on her porridge*

Thrax: *finishes off his food and sets his cutlery down, wiping his mouth*

Northstar: *finishes her breakfast and heads back to the living room to rebuild her couch fort.

Thrax: *gathers up the dishes and washes them, thinking* Maybe I should talk to Ozzy about this. *sets the clean dishes away and goes to talk to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *apparently talking to Northstar* So... wet the bed huh?

Northstar: *squirms uncomfortably a bit* Well.. yeah... *shrugs*

Thrax: *leans against the door frame* Could be you're just nervous, honey?

Northstar: Maybe. How come you didn't get mad?

Thrax: *sits down next to her* It's was an accident and I know you didn't mean to do it. *strokes her cheek with the back of his claw*

Ozzy: Honestly getting pissed at you for wetting the bed like that would be like getting mad for you sneezing or something...

Thrax: It's beyond your control, honey. It's never your fault but for someone to get mad at something like that is pathetic.

Ozzy: *nod and rubs her head*

Thrax: *looks at the two interacting and smiles* *lifts Northstar's chin* Even when you return to your world you should know that you will always have a home here.

NS: *nods a little and slowly reaches her arms up*

Thrax: *sets her in his lap, holding her tight as he strokes her hair*

Ozzy: So we need to get some rubber sheets?

Thrax: Maybe but it's hard to tell how long it'll last. *kisses Northstar on the forehead*

Northstar: *blushes a little*

Ozzy: I can always get some while I'm at work tomorrow

Thrax: *nods* If you would Ozzy.

Ozzy: Sure no problem. *chuckles* maybe some rubber pillows too huh?

Thrax: *rolls his eyes then turns to Northstar* It's only temporary okay?

Northstar: *nods a little but blushes*

Ozzy: *nods* Yeah... wouldn't want you to drown huh? *chuckles*

Northstar: *gives him a look*

Thrax: *gives him a warning look* Osmosis another comment like that and I'll take you over my knee.

Ozzy: I was just joking..

Thrax: You should joke about another person's problem. Now enough.

Ozzy: *sighs*

Thrax: *shook his head, cradling Northstar to his chest as he stroked her smooth soft hair*

Northstar: *sucks her thumb again, cuddling*

Thrax: *smiles at her, softly cooing in her ear as he cradles her*

Ozzy: ... *sighs and heads into the kitchen for something to drink*

Thrax: *gives Northstar a gentle nuzzle, purring to her*

Northstar: Can I play?

Thrax: *nods* Go ahead but be careful. *taps her nose*

Northstar: *nods and goes back to building a couch fort*

Thrax: *chuckles get to his feet, goes off to take a shower and comes back wearing clean clothes and his trench coat, gripping his wallet in his hand* I'm going out to pick up some supplies do you want anything?

Northstar: Me?

Thrax: *kneels in front of her, chuckling* Yes you. *tweaks her nose*

Northstar: I dunno.

Thrax: *ruffles her hair slightly* I see what I can get you. *stands up* Ozzy take care of her okay?

Ozzy: Sure ok.

Thrax: I'll see you both in a couple of hours okay. *heads out the door*

Ozzy: See ya.

Thrax: *heads off to the busier part of Frank*

Ozzy: *meanwhile takes Northstar out to play, figuring maybe a romp outside will calm her as she's getting rather hyper*

Thrax: *returns after a while carrying their supplies and a few things for Northstar* *sees that the two aren't there, sighs* You think they would have left a note. *begins putting the supplies away and cleans up the house*

Ozzy: *watches her for a bit then messes around with a lil game thing he has, rather bored. He doesn't see her leaning over a pile of something in the yard to get a ball that rolled away from her*

Thrax: *finishes up the cleaning and looks out the back*

Ozzy: *is startled by a cry of pain then weeping from the young one and runs over to find that she had fallen over and knocked the pile over onto herself* crap!

Thrax: *runs out the back, lifting Northstar into his arms as he rubbed her back to calm her then glared at Ozzy* I thought I told you to keep an eye on her?

Northstar: *cries in his arms, rubbing her arm*

Ozzy: I... I was....

Thrax: *snarls* Enough I don't wish to hear it. *carries Northstar into the house to tend her arm.*

Ozzy: *swallows a little and can tell from Thrax's tone that he's in deep crap * is... is she ok.

Northstar: *sniffling, she has a pretty good bruise forming on her arm and has been scrapped up but is alright, nothing broken*

Thrax: *looks her over* A couple of scrapes and this bruise should heal up but nothing serious. *slight dabs the scrapes with a bit of cold water*

Ozzy: *looks relieved*

Northstar: *sniffles, rubbing her eyes*

Thrax: *gently dries off the water and lifts Northstar into his arms, nuzzling her softly*

Northstar: *seems calmer, sniffling*

Thrax: *shoots a final glare at Ozzy then carries Northstar into the living room, sitting down on the couch*

Northstar: *has started to suck on her thumb, sniffling and clinging to his coat a little*

Thrax: *wraps his coat round her as he holds her close* Ssshh. . .sshh. . It's okay now. You're alright. *slowly begins rocking her*

Northstar: *sniffs , the pain in her arm not as much anymore*

Ozzy: *comes loser* hey you're ok right? *pats her head*

Thrax: *looks up at him with anger in his eyes* What do you say to her?

Ozzy: *winces a little* I'm sorry lil bit..

Thrax: *nods* Next time don't screw up.

Ozzy: *nods an kind of backs out of the room*

Thrax: *quietly growls, going back to rocking Northstar while started humming softly*

Northstar: *seems a little frightened by the growling then begins to calm in response to his humming*

Thrax: *softly stroked her hair, continuing rocking her in his arms*

Northstar: *sniffs softly and starts to go to sleep*

Thrax: *smiled at her as he carried her to her room and lay her down on the bed* Rest now, young one. *pulls the covers round her face and kisses her forehead*

Northstar: *continues to suck her thumb as she drifts off to sleep for a much needed nap*

Thrax: *smiles, stroking her as he heads out of the room and back to the living room to read*