Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 62)

Ozzy: *is in his room*

Thrax: *leans against the door frame, looking at Ozzy*

Ozzy: *glances up at him for a moment then at the floor*

Thrax: *walks over to him and sits down beside him, placing his hand on Ozzy's shoulder*

Ozzy: she's ok right?

Thrax: No serious damage and she'll feel better after a nap.

Ozzy: *nods* I'm sorry... I... I didn't think that would happened... it was so fast.

Thrax: *lifts his chin* Ozzy listen you grew up as an only child never once caring for a younger sibling but now you know the trials of such responsibility.

Ozzy: *looks up at him*

Thrax: Northstar is still a child that needs to be cared for and at the minute it's our responsibility.

Ozzy: *nods his understanding*

Thrax: *nods* So no more fooling around. Alright?

Ozzy: *nods* No more.

Thrax: *smiles* Good boy.

Ozzy: *softly* Should I drop them?

Thrax: I'm afraid so. Maybe it'll teach you to keep a better eye on her.

Ozzy: *stands up and starts to undo his pants*

Thrax: It won't be as bad as the others but it'll still hurt enough for you to learn. *hauls Ozzy over his lap and gives a sharp swap with palm of his hand*

Ozzy: *lets out a gasp and grips the bed*

Thrax: *delivers a few more with his flat palm*

Ozzy: *whimpers into the bed* owww....

Thrax: *counts up to thirty blows, giving a bit more force on the last one* That's it.

Ozzy: *sniffling by the end, sobbing softly*

Thrax: *lifts him, not allowing Ozzy tender rump to touch as he holds Ozzy close*

Ozzy: *cries into his shoulder, it wasn't as painful as his previous spankings have been but it would seem that he learned just as well from it*

Thrax: *rubs his back* It's all over Ozzy. Just let it burn, there's a good boy. *nuzzles him softly*

Ozzy: *sniffles into his neck, clinging* I'm sorry daddy...

Thrax: I know, baby but just promise you'll look after Northstar better when I'm not around.

Ozzy: *nods, sniffling* Yes sir.

Thrax: That's my boy. *kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: *sniffles, nuzzling him*

Thrax: *nuzzles him back then lifts his chin* Remember Ozzy we're all in this together and we protect one another besides you'll always be my baby boy.

Ozzy: *nods a little and sniffles hugging him tight* I'll be good daddy.

Thrax: *strokes his hair* I know, baby. I know. *kisses the top of his head*

Ozzy: *nuzzles his cheek, crying softly still*

Thrax: *wipes away Ozzy's tears then lays him on his stomach* Back in a minute.

Ozzy: *reaches out and takes hold of his hand* Daddy?

Thrax: *turns to him* Hmm?

Ozzy: *softly* I love you... and.. I'm glad you adopted me.

Thrax: *smiles at him* Me to, baby. Me to. *slips out of Ozzy's grip and heads to the kitchen* *fills up a glass of water for Ozzy and heads back to the bedroom*

Ozzy: *rubbing his bottom as he lays on his stomach on the bed*

Thrax: *enters the room and lifts Ozzy up, pressing the glass to his lips*

Ozzy: *drinks the water, and feels better once it's done*

Thrax: *sets the glass down and strokes Ozzy's cheek* Feel better?

Ozzy: *nods* uh huh. Yeah. Thanks. *smiles*

Thrax: *smiles back* Now no more irresponsibility okay and no mischief either. *kisses Ozzy's forehead*

Ozzy: *nods* Watch her closer.. I've got it.. I... I didn't know little kids needed so much supervision.

Thrax: Well they do, trust me I know. From taking care of Rory and *smirks* caring for you, my baby boy. *tickles his stomach*

Ozzy: *blushes then laughs softly as he's tickled*

Thrax: *grins then blow a raspberry into Ozzy's stomach*

Ozzy: *laughs and tries to tackle and tickle him back*

Thrax: Oh no you don't. *pins Ozzy to the bed, continuing to tickle his sides*

Ozzy: *laughs, squirming, forgetting his sore bottom but not the lesson learned as he plays with his father*

Thrax: *laughs as he plays with Ozzy like he did before*

Ozzy: rar! *morphs and tackles him*

Thrax: *shifts his body and grabs Ozzy, blowing another raspberry into his stomach*

Ozzy: *laughs, letting out a bit of a squeal*

Thrax: *smirks* You like this don't you baby? *continues tickling Ozzy*

Ozzy: *laughs out loud* gah! hang on stop! *Wet a little bit*

Thrax: *stops tickling, not wishing to cause an accident*

Ozzy: *blushes a bit* heh guess I still have a bit of a control problem too

Thrax: It's not as bad as last time and I think it's just this once. *lays beside Ozzy*

Ozzy: *nods and leans on him, still in the mood for some father/son time.

Thrax: *wraps his arms round Ozzy, softly coos to him*

Ozzy: *smiles, letting out a content coo of his own*

Thrax: *smiles at him* My baby boy.

Ozzy: *smiles warmly at him and kisses his cheek* is she still asleep?

Thrax: *leans up* She must be, there hasn’t been a sound out of her. *gets to his feet to check on Northstar*

Ozzy: *stands up and follows*

Northstar: *is still asleep though sleeping very lightly*

Thrax: *smiles, sitting down on the end of the bed*

Northstar: *stirs and sits up, rubbing her eyes*

Thrax: *smiles* Hey sleeping beauty.

Northstar: *yawns a little* hi. Did I fall asleep?

Thrax: *nods and strokes her face* You're tired and I didn't wish to wake you, young spirit.

Northstar: I feel better now

Thrax: *smiles* That's good to hear. C'mon you two let's get dinner ready. *heads to the kitchen*

Northstar: Dinner time already?

Thrax: *chuckles* You were asleep longer than you thought.

Ozzy: *chuckles* Yeah let's hope you sleep tonight

Thrax: *ruffles Ozzy's hair and beckons his 'children' to fallow*

Northstar: *slips out of bed* eep! *scooped up by Ozzy and sat on his shoulders, let's out a yelp of fright which Ozzy didn't expect and brings her down immediately to hug her*

Ozzy: What's wrong?

Northstar: *softly* Nothing it's stupid...

Ozzy: must not be too stupid if you got scared.

Thrax: Alright you two enough. Now what do you want for dinner?

Northstar: pasta?

Thrax: *nods* With tomato and basil sauce?

Northstar: Uh huh! And lots and lots of cheese!

Thrax: *lightly chuckles* Alright. What about you Ozzy?

Ozzy: Might as well make the same thing for all of us. *chuckles*

Thrax: *laughs* Okay. *collects the ingredients and starts cooking*

Northstar: can I help?

Ozzy: You're a lil small to use the stove kiddo

Thrax: You can help set the table, honey.

Northstar: But I wanna help cook.

Thrax: *strokes her hair* In time, honey but right now it's dangerous.

Northstar: why?

Thrax: That cooker causes problems sometimes including high heat when the dial is set low.

Northstar: Oh.

Thrax: I know you want to help with the cooking honey but you will in time. *turns back to the food simmering*

Northstar: Can I stir.

Ozzy: C'mon kiddo away from the stove *picks her up and brings her to the table* C'mon give me a hand setting the plates out huh?

Thrax: *silently laughs*

Northstar: *putting the plates down* How come you don't cook Ozzy?

Ozzy: *chuckles* cause I suck at it.

Thrax: He was suppose to get it right the first time when he cooked. *sorts out Ozzy and Northstar's food, setting them on the table*

Northstar: *eats her dinner*

Thrax: *takes a fruit salad out of the fridge and eats*

Northstar: *looks over at his salad.

Thrax: *looks at her* Is something wrong, honey?

Northstar: How come you fix something different?

Thrax: *sighs* It's my stomach I'm afraid. I can only eat food that are easy on it not to mention my appetite isn't the same anymore.

Northstar: Oh... did you get sick?

Ozzy: he's alright lil bit. *pats her head* don't worry. He just had a bit of a hard time but it's all over now and things are going to be just fine. Why don't you give him a big hug? That will make him feel better.

Northstar: Ok! *and the next moment is out of her seat with her arms around Thrax's waist*

Thrax: *smiles, lifting her into his lap and hugs her*

Northstar: *hugs him around the shoulders and smiles up at him innocently*

Thrax: *strokes her cheek* It's nothing to worry about, honey.

Northstar: Ok. *taking his word for it kisses his cheek and continues to eat her dinner right from his lap*

Ozzy: *chuckles*

Thrax: *finishes off his own food and holds Northstar close*

Northstar: *continues to eat from his lap, smiling up at him warmly

Thrax: *returns the smile, stroking her cheek*

Northstar: *coos a little though her first instinct is still to flinch a bit when a hand moves toward her face*

Thrax: *holds her close* There's no need to worry. I would never hurt you, young spirit.

Northstar: *tilts her head a little* How come you call me young spirit?

Thrax: *smiles* Because I can tell you have a spiritual personally that needs to be seen.

Northstar: *smiles a little*

Thrax: *smile back* You have so much more than you think, you just never had the chance to show it.

Northstar: *smiles more Can I go outside to play today?

Thrax: *strokes her hair* I'm afraid it's getting really late, honey and we'll need to get to bed soon.

Northstar: Awww...

Thrax: *nuzzles her* I know but even we need our sleep.

Northstar: I'm not tired

Thrax: *chuckles* I'm not surprised considering how long you've been asleep.

Ozzy: *chuckles* You had a pretty big nap today.

Thrax: *nods* At least you're able to sleep.

Northstar: *nods a little*

Thrax: *kisses her forehead*

Northstar: *nuzzles a little*

Thrax: Would you be able to sleep if I read to you?

Northstar: Maaaaaaaaaaaaybe.

Thrax: *laughs*

Northstar: *giggle*

Thrax: You know with you two it's almost like having my son and daughter back.

Ozzy: *smiles* is it?

Thrax: *nods* My parental instincts are racing through me and sometimes for a minute when I look at you I can see them looking back.

Northstar: *blushes*

Thrax: *nuzzles her* Sometimes I wish I had the chance long ago but now *smiles* I have you two.

Northstar: *softly* does that mean you want to be my daddy?

Thrax: *strokes her hair* If you wish for me to be.

Northstar: *smiles up at him*

Thrax: Trust me honey, each of us has either lost something or has been starved of emotion and we fill the void where those holes reside.

Northstar: *nods a little and starts to suck her thumb*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round her, holding her close* We're here for each other and that's all that matters.

Northstar: *cuddles a little*

Thrax: *sets her down* Just let me clean up the kitchen and I'll be with you two in a minute, okay?

Northstar: Ok.

Ozzy: *takes hold of her hand*

Thrax: *gathers up the dishes and cleans the kitchen before heading into the living room*

*the couch is no longer a couch... it's a couch fort! ^_^*

Thrax: *laughed to himself then smirked* Now where are they?

Ozzy: Dunno!

Northstar: *giggle*

Thrax: *grins, edging close to the structure of the fort, playfully looking for his children*

Thrax: *pretends to look* Now where could they be?

Ozzy: *morphs out of a crack in the cushions and glomps him. ^^

Thrax: *topples back, laughing* Never a dull moment here, is there?

Ozzy: *chuckles*

Northstar: Hey how'd you do that that was cool! *pops her head up*

Ozzy: *chuckles* It's a cell thing kiddo.

Thrax: Alright you two enough. *gets up and looks among the bookshelf* Any requests?

Northstar: Do you have any more books like the wind in the willows?

Thrax: Hmmm. . . How about 'The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe'?

Northstar: *tilts her head, interested*

Thrax: I'll take that as a yes. *sits down between the two and begins reading*

Northstar: *listens to the story

Ozzy: *is like "This is a children's book?"*

Thrax: *finishes the book in couple of hours and closes it* The end, for now.

Northstar: There are other books about them?

Thrax: *nods* Yes, there a few that continue the adventure in Narnia but that's for another day right now it's bedtime for you two.

Northstar: Awww Can't we read another story?

Thrax: *taps her nose* Sorry young spirit, we all need our sleep.

Thrax: *gets to his feet and offers his hand to Northstar*

Northstar: *takes it*

Thrax: *lifts to her feet and leads her to her bedroom* Hope you don't mind I bought you some new clothes today.

Northstar: You did? *rubs her eyes, sleepily*

Ozzy: *chuckles* Kiddo I think even if we did read another story you'd be out before he finished chapter one.

Thrax: *shoots Ozzy a glare over his shoulder, searching the drawers and takes out a pair of pale blue cotton PJs just Northstar's size* Here we go.

Northstar: *starts to change into them, apparently not really having much modesty*

Thrax: *turns his head away as she changes* I thought the colour would really suit you, young spirit.

Thrax: *gets up and heads for the door* Will you be alright by yourself?

Northstar: *nods a little* I think so.

Thrax: You know to come get me if there's any problem.

Northstar: *nods* uh huh.

Thrax: *smiles at her* Goodnight, young spirit. *kisses her forehead and heads out of the room*

Northstar: Goodnight. *snuggles into the bed*

Thrax: *smiles then gently closes the door before heading to Ozzy's room* Ready for bed Ozzy?

Ozzy: *nods stretching a wee bit*

Thrax: *comes in and kisses Ozzy's forehead* Sleep well, my angel.

Ozzy: *hugs him* you too dad.

Thrax: *pulls the covers round Ozzy and strokes his cheek before heading to his own room*