Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp5)

Ozzy: *is feeling better after some fresh air, but lord knows how long that will last*

Thrax: *notices the cell's concern* Don't worry baby, we aren't stay in the house everyday. You need some fresh air.

Ozzy: Yeah I know... *it's approaching lunchtime though*

Thrax: *looks at the clock* C'mon sweetie it's lunchtime. *carries into the kitchen and sets him on the chair, pushing it in*

Ozzy: *blinks a little* Oh don't worry about it I'm not hungry…

Thrax: *shrugs* If you say so but you can't deny a warm drink can you? *prepares warm formula for Ozzy*

Ozzy: No thanks...

Thrax: *looks at him and sets the bottle in the fridge* Alright suit yourself but I told you if your stomach starts growling, No chance. *fixes himself a salad*

Ozzy: I usually skip lunch.

Thrax: *shakes head* No wonder you're so thin. *sits at the table and starts eating*

Ozzy: *starts to attempt to stand up to go into the living room*

Thrax: *looks at him* And where do you think you're going young man?

Ozzy: Um… to watch TV.

Thrax: *shakes head* Doesn't work. That's why if I need to know what's happenin' I read the newspaper. *picks up his bowl and cutlery heading to the sink* Besides I find reading much more entertaining. *cleans the dishes and sets them back in the cupboards*

Ozzy: Yeesh no TV? *sulks, folding his arms*

Thrax: *shakes head* Nope. Sorry, baby.

Ozzy: Well that sucks...

Thrax: *turns to Ozzy* I'm sorry baby but that just how it is. *looks at Ozzy thin body with concern* You know Ozzy maybe you should eat something, just until you're back to full strength.

Ozzy: I'm used to not eating lunch Thrax... I'm fine... I skip dinner sometimes too if I'm too tired *seems to have gotten himself to the point where he doesn't always feel it if he's hungry at a time he doesn't usually eat*

Thrax: *kneels in front of him* It's not healthy even for a virus to skip meals. You're thin enough as it is. *lifts Ozzy's chin* Please even if it's just a little you need to eat something to help you get better.

Ozzy: *blinks a little and his eyes soften a little before he shakes his head again* Nah I'm ok... really. I mean I appreciate the concern but no.

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy shirt to reveal a pole thin body* Look at yourself Osmosis. Immunity cell or not you can't continue like this. You're staving yourself to death. *looks at him with concerned eyes* You don't have to be this way.

Ozzy: *looks at his stomach* It looks normal to me... *of course he's used to it*

Thrax: *shakes head* you’re light enough for even that chick Leah to carry you.

Ozzy: *goes quiet but still refuses to eat*

Thrax: *sighs rubbing his temples* Osmosis you're making this really difficult for the both of us and don't make me do something I'll regret.

Ozzy: *folds his arms starting to get a tude again* Then just don't do it...

Thrax: *vein bulges in his head* Osmosis you're really trying my patience.

Ozzy: Look I said no ok?

Thrax: *takes a deep breath* Okay you want to be that way, well then I'll have to teach you a lesson. *lifts Ozzy into his arms and carries him into the living room*

Ozzy: Hey! *starts to squirm* what are you doing?

Thrax: I give you a hint. *slaps Ozzy's thigh lightly*

Ozzy: *eyes widen a moment* No! No no no! I'm too old for that! Lemme go! *starts to fight him, protesting* No!

Thrax: You're too old for diapers as well but you're wearing them. *sits down on the couch and hauls Ozzy over his lap* Trust me Osmosis I don't want to do this but you leave me no choice.

Ozzy: *reaches back with his hand to cover his rear* NO!!! *glares*

Thrax: *slaps his hand away* You need to learn your place Osmosis. *slips Ozzy's pants and diaper round his ankles* And this is the only way to get through to you. *brings a hard slap down on Ozzy's ass.*

Ozzy: Owww! *Reaches back to try and stop him, not noticing the whine that has crept into his voice* ow quiiiiiiit!

Thrax: *grab his hand away* No until you learn respect, Osmosis. *delivers another hard blow*

Ozzy: Owww! *squirms, hissing in pain as he's spanked*

Thrax: Believe me I don't want to do this but you're pushing it. *a few more hard slaps*

Ozzy: *whimpers and holds his breath, squirming*

Thrax: This’ll be over unless you learn to obey my orders. *another hard whack*

Ozzy: Owww... Daddy stop!

Thrax: Osmsosis. . . *another blow*

Ozzy: *Yelps softly and starts to cry* daddyyyy!

Thrax: *looks down at the cell sympathetically* Are you going to fallow the rules now?

Ozzy: *sniffling, nods, crying into Thrax's leg*

Thrax: *sits Ozzy up straight, not letting his butt touch his lap* See what happens when you disobey?

Ozzy: *continues to cry into Thrax's chest* I'm sorry daddy! Sorry! Sorry!

Thrax: I know baby, but it's not over. *removes Ozzy's pants, stands him up and points to the corner of the room* Time out for ten minutes.

Ozzy: *sniff* T-time out… b-but daddy...

Thrax: Sorry baby but you have to learn. *walks into the kitchen*

Ozzy: *goes to the corner and cries softly, rubbing his bare, sore rump

*ten minutes pass*

Thrax: *comes out of the kitchen carrying a bottle and the diaper bag, setting them on the couch* Okay, Ozzy times up. *looking at his 'son'*

Ozzy: *goes to him and immediately wraps his arms around his shoulders* M'sorry daddy... M'sorry... *clings on, crying softly* I'll be good.

Thrax: I know baby but you have to watch that attitude of yours. *lays out the items* C'mon now.

Ozzy: *nods, sniffling, still bare bottomed*

Thrax: *lays Ozzy on top of the diaper* This'll help baby. * powders and oils Ozzy's sore ass and fastens the diaper in place* There you go. *pats the front of Ozzy's diaper* All done.

Ozzy: *immediately sits up to hug his 'father' tightly about the neck, sniffing*

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy into his arms, sitting down on the couch and picks up the bottle* Here ya go baby. *slips the nipple between Ozzy's lips*

Ozzy: *takes the bottle with no complaint, clinging to him as much as he can*

Thrax: *watches Ozzy drink* It's gonna be okay baby from now on. *begins to hum softly*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly though calmer now*

Thrax: *removes the empty bottle and lifts Ozzy head to his shoulder, patting his back*

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his shoulder* daddy?

Thrax: Hmm?

Ozzy: H-how... how come you're so nice to me after you punish me? I thought you were supposed to get sent away when mommy or daddy gives you a spanking... *rubs his eyes, having been told many a time by his mother after being spanked that he was no good and that she didn't want to see him*

Thrax: *shakes his head, continues rubbing Ozzy's back* Parents who do that are unfit to even have kids. Even after the shear punishment a parent should let the child know that they are loved and that they only punish them to show that they love them. *gently begins to rock Ozzy*

Ozzy: *sniffling* Mommy said bad little boys who don't do what they're told don't get to be around their parents. *rubs his eyes*

Thrax: *smiles sweetly* Well then she wasn't your mommy at all was she? *continues to rock Ozzy*

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his chest, sniffling softly*

Thrax: Sleep now baby and everything will be okay. *strokes Ozzy's hair*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly and nuzzle into his chest* Daddy?

Thrax: *whispers* Yes baby?

Ozzy: M'thirsty…

Thrax: *smiles* Let's get you a bottle shall we? *stands up carrying Ozzy to the kitchen*

Ozzy: *nods a little and cuddles*

Thrax: *opens the fridge taking out a bottle of formula he made earlier* Just have to warm this up baby. *pops it in the microwave to heat it*

Ozzy: *nods*

Thrax: *takes the bottle out* Here, sweetie. *allowing Ozzy's head to rest on the crook of his arm, slipped the bottle between Ozzy's lips*

Ozzy: *shifts so that his head is closer to Thrax's heart and he drinks*

Thrax: *eyes become dream-like* I'll never let anything happen to from now on, baby.

Ozzy: *finishes it and cuddles into his chest*

Thrax: *sets the bottle down, heading back into the living room* -If anyone ever tries to separate us they'll regret it til their dieing days-

Ozzy: *softly* Daddy?

Thrax: *snaps out of his trace* What's wrong baby?

Ozzy: *cuddling* I love you...

Thrax: *his heart a flutter as tears of joy appeared in his eyes* I love you too baby. *kisses Ozzy on the forehead*

Ozzy : *snuggles, eyes closing*

Thrax: *walked in to the bedroom and lay Ozzy on the bed* Rest now angel. *pulls the covers round Ozzy's face before sitting next to the bed with a book in his hand and begins to read*

Ozzy: Mmmm mm… mm… *attempting to say something but before he can sleep claims him and he's passed out*

Thrax: *looks down on him* -Hopefully he won't have anymore nightmares- *gently strokes Ozzy's face* -He gone through enough already-

Ozzy: **starts to twitch in his sleep form his dream*

Thrax: *notices this* So much for that theory. *sighs*

Ozzy: *shifts in his sleep, murmuring softly*

Thrax: *grows concerned* -If he's dreaming about his so called parents he'll never get a good nights sleep.-

Ozzy: *nuzzles into the pillow

Thrax: *sighs with relief*