Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 71)

*Morning*

Northstar: *is still clinging tightly to Thrax *

Thrax: *looks on at her, haven't slept the entire night*

Northstar: *nuzzles up closer in her sleep, still fast asleep unaware of her new father's insomnia.

Thrax: *sighs softly, easing his way out of Northstar's grip and heads to the kitchen to make breakfast for his children*

Northstar: *wakes as she feels herself being disentangled from him* daddy?

Thrax: *turns to her* Sorry honey, didn't mean to wake you.

Northstar: *yawning* did you have another bad dream?

Thrax: Couldn't get back to sleep. *sighs*

Northstar: were you scared?

Thrax: *nods* Normally no but with dreams like that it's hard not to be.

Northstar: *goes over to him and huggles his leg*

Thrax: *strokes her head* What would you like today?

Northstar: I dunno.

Thrax: Hmmm. . . Do you like eggs?

Northstar: *nods* Uh huh

Thrax: How does an omelette sound?

Northstar: With lots of cheese?

Thrax: *chuckles* Of course. *ruffles her hair and leads her to the kitchen*

Northstar: *holds his hand on the way to the kitchen*

Thrax: *sets her by the table before he begins cooking, he makes the omelette and milk for Northstar and pouched eggs with coffee for Ozzy* Northstar could you set the table?

Northstar: *nods and starts to do so having seen Ozzy do it enough*

Thrax: *sets the food on the table before heading back upstairs and goes to Ozzy's room* Ozzy time to wake up. *giving his son a slight shake.*

Ozzy: mmph... *rolls over a little bit and snuggles into the covers*

Thrax: *sighs, tearing the covers off him* You can't stay in bed all day.

Ozzy: Hmm? *rubs his eyes a little and looks up at him slowly, his eyes a little hazy looking*

Thrax: *sits next to him* Rough night?

Ozzy: *nods a little and rests his overly warm head on his leg* mmm.. *closes his eyes again*

Thrax: *looks worried, placing his hand on Ozzy's forehead*

Ozzy: *has a fever*

Thrax: Oh Ozzy. *sets Ozzy back in the bed, placing a light blanket over before heading back to the kitchen*

Northstar: *has the table all set* Is Ozzy coming down for breakfast?

Thrax: *shakes his head* Ozzy has a fever I'm afraid. *collapses into the chair*

Northstar: Oh. Is he sick? *goes to him and sits in his lap*

Thrax: *gulps down the coffee* I'm afraid so, I'll have to take care of him today, honey.

Northstar: *nods a little and hugs him* Can I help?

Thrax: *strokes her hair* Of course you can but first your breakfast first.

Northstar: *nods and goes to her chair to eat*

Thrax: *runs his claws through his dreads, things were not going well for them*

Northstar: *finishes her breakfast and gets into his lap again*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round her, holding her close* We better take care of Ozzy. *sets Northstar down before getting to his feet to clean up and leads Northstar upstairs after he‘s done, carrying a bowl of water and a washcloth*

Northstar: *holds his hand on the way*

Thrax: *enters Ozzy's bedroom and sits on the edge of the bed, stroking Ozzy's cheek*

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his touch, having long ago learned that Thrax's raised hand always ends in comfort*

Thrax: *soaks a wash cloth in cool water then drains it before laying the cloth of Ozzy's forehead*

Ozzy: mmm... *rolls over on his back as he feels the cool cloth on his forehead* mmmm... * closes his eyes*

Thrax: *strokes his cheek* My poor baby.

Ozzy's cell phone rings.

Thrax: Huh? *picks it up and looks at the number*

*it's the FPD*

Thrax: *sighs, flips the cell open and takes the call* Hello?

Chief: Thrax? Where's Jones? He's almost an hour late

Thrax: He has a fever I'm afraid. He'll be off a day or two depends if it clears.

Chief: Is he alright?

Thrax: As long as I'm here he will be. *sits back down next to Ozzy* Think you can manage without him?

Chief: we'll be ok. Tell him I hope he feels better.

Thrax: I will of course.

Chief: Alright take care ok Thrax?

Thrax: I will, goodbye. *hangs ups and sighs, before turning back to Ozzy and NS*

Ozzy: *has fallen asleep*

Thrax: *removes the cloth from his head, damping it a bit more before placing it back on Ozzy's forehead*

Northstar: *comes into the room and sits up on Ozzy's bed*

Thrax: *turns to her then hangs his head*

Northstar: Daddy?

Thrax: This becoming too much for me, maybe I shouldn't have come back here to this city.

Northstar: *looks up at him*

Thrax: *places his hand on Ozzy's face* I've caused nothing but trouble for my family since I returned here, nothing but pain. *silently weeps*

Northstar: *blinks a little then crawls over to him, nuzzling his cheek*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round her, holding her close*

Northstar: *her body melts to her birth form and she nuzzles him, tiny wings folding around him as much as they will go*

Thrax; *silently weeps, things are becoming too much for him to handle*

Northstar: *nuzzles his face*

Thrax: *kisses her forehead*

Northstar: *sings softly*
Close your eyes, forget your every care, Picture faerie castles in the air Magic is in store for you, You may find your dreams come true, When you wake your wishes may be there
Thrax: *softly smiles to her* That's beautiful.

Northstar *smiles back to him and nuzzles again*

Thrax: *kisses her cheek then turns back to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *seems to be sleeping more comfortably

Thrax: *removes the cloth from his forehead, stroking his face*

Ozzy: *nuzzles his hand a little bit and closes his eyes*

Thrax: *kisses his forehead* Rest my baby..

Ozzy: mmm.. *cuddles into the blanket and sleeps peacefully

Thrax: *softly smiles, setting Northstar at the end of the bed before laying down next to Ozzy*

Northstar: *smiles and starts to sing again, a happy little children's diddy she likes*
Hap'n Frog in the summer rain, munchin' on flies and he can't complain- Callin' "Mr. Raccoon are you still there?" and he's answered back by the tortoise and hare- CHORUS: Singing' "Hey, hey, what do you say? Let's all dance on a summer's day!" "Hey, hey, what do you say? Let's all dance on a summer's day!"
Thrax: *smiles then presses his finger to his lips* Ssshhh. . . *looks down at Ozzy*

Northstar: *smiles and nuzzles up under his chin, resting her head on his shoulder*

Thrax: *nuzzles her back, laying back next to Ozzy*

Northstar: *cuddles up close to him*

Thrax: *smiles at her before he begins to sing softly*

Northstar: *rests her head on the pillow and listens to him singing*

Thrax: *continues the sweet melody while holding Northstar close and wrapping his arm round Ozzy*

Northstar: *yawns widely, getting sleepy*

Thrax: *keeps singing the soothing melody, quietly*

Northstar: *curls up and snuggles up close as she falls asleep*

Ozzy: *lets out a soft sound in his sleep and rests comfortably*

Thrax: *smiles at the two, laying his head back and closes his eyes, hoping to get some of the sleep he lost*

*both of them cuddle up to him, one seeking comfort the other affection*

Thrax: *keeps his grip on his two children, a soft purr coming from his throat as he sleep*

Ozzy: *sleeps nearly to lunchtime*

Thrax: *has turn on his side and has curled round his son and daughter*

Northstar: *stretches and yawns*

Thrax: *slowly awakes as he feels Northstar brush against him*

Northstar: *Sitting up and rubbing her sleepy eyes*

Thrax: *uncurls himself then leans on his left arm* Enjoy your nap, honey?

Northstar: *nods* Uh huh. *Yawns again* I’m thirsty though. Can I go get some water?

Thrax: *gets up* Of course you can. *heads to the kitchen and comes back with a glass of cold water*

Northstar: *drinks the water readily*

Thrax: *sits back down on the end of bed watching his children*

Northstar: *finishes the water and gets in to Thrax's lap.

Thrax: *strokes her hair, smiling*

Northstar: *smiles back*

Thrax: *turns to Ozzy* I just hope he'll be better soon.

Northstar: Me too. Can I go outside and play?

Thrax: *nods* But stay close to the house, I have to stay with Ozzy for now and come back inside if there's trouble.

Northstar: *kisses him on the cheek* Yes sir. *smiles*

Thrax: *kisses her forehead* Good girl. Now run along.

Northstar: *happily goes outside to play

Thrax: *smiles as he watches her go then turns back to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *sleeps and cuddles closer to him as he does so* *starts to whimper after a little while*

Thrax: *strokes the back of Ozzy's head gently*

Ozzy: *softly in his sleep* Daddy...

Thrax: I'm here, baby. It's okay now.

Ozzy: *whimpers softly as he begins to wake up*

Thrax: *softly smiles at him* Hey baby.

Ozzy: *looks up at him* I... I think I need a bath...

Thrax: *nods, getting up before lifting Ozzy into his arms* You'll be better in no time, baby. *kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his chest, sniffing softly, apparently having had a bit of a bladder control issue while he slept*

Thrax: *nuzzles him* It's okay, sweetie. You're not feeling well at the moment. *carries him to the bathroom, turning on the warm water*

Ozzy: *nuzzles him back again* I'm sorry...I didn't mean to... *clings to him a little while the water runs*

Thrax: *turns the water off after seeing there's enough* I know you didn't, baby. It was an accident. *removes Ozzy's soaked and drenched PJs before gently setting him in the bath*

Ozzy: *leans on him as he soaks in the tub, the warm water feeling cooler than it normally would on his fevered skin*

Thrax: *lifts up the soap then gently applies it to Ozzy's skin* Just relax, baby.

Ozzy: *nods and leans on him as he's bathed*

Thrax: *washes Ozzy clean before lifting him out to dry him* Ozzy I'm afraid til your fever goes you'll have to wear protection for a while. *wraps a towel round Ozzy, lifting him up*

Ozzy: *nods though blushing a little bit, cuddling up close as he's dried, shivering*

Thrax: *carries Ozzy back to his bedroom, laying him on his bed after removing the soaked sheets* I won't be long okay. *taps Ozzy's nose then heads to collect what he needs*

Ozzy: *nods and lays on the bed, feeling better now that he's clean and dry*

Thrax: *returns carrying the essentials and clean sheets* This won't take long, baby. *slips the diaper under Ozzy, applying the cream and powder before fastening it tight* There you go. *lifts him up, wrapping his trench coat round Ozzy holding him close*

Ozzy: *cuddles close, he's still a bit overly warm but it seems to have gone down since the bath*

Thrax: *smiles, changing Ozzy into lose PJs then replaces the sheets on the bed before laying down, cradling his son*

Ozzy: *rests his head on his shoulder* Mmmm...

Thrax: Rest, little one. *kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: *nods* Mm hmm.* cuddles and starts to go to sleep*

Thrax: *softly begins humming a lullaby to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his chest and slowly falls asleep*

Thrax: *gently lays Ozzy back on the bed, covering him with the sheets before gathering up the laundry and slips out to do it*

*smells like there's something cooking in the kitchen*

Thrax: What in the name of Frank? *sets the laundry basket down and goes to the kitchen*

Northstar: *is making a grilled cheese sandwich*

Thrax: *sighs* Northstar. Honey if you wanted something to eat you just had to come up and tell me.

Northstar: *starts a little and backs from the stove* Sorry.. I was hungry..

Thrax: *strokes her hair* I know but next time come and get me. *finishes cooking her lunch for her* that should do it. * sets it on the table for her*

Northstar: *sits at the table and looks up at him, having honestly expected him to yell at her when he saw her messing with the stove*

Thrax: *kneels in front of her* Honey listen I'm not mad at you just upset. You know it's dangerous using the stove without supervision.

Northstar: *softly* I'm sorry daddy...

Thrax: I know, honey. *hugs her*

Northstar: *hugs him back* Am I in trouble?

Thrax: *shakes his head* Just promise me you won't do that again.

Northstar: *nods* Yes sir. *sniffles softly*

Thrax: *strokes her cheek and kisses her forehead* Now finish your lunch while I do the laundry. okay?

Northstar: *nods and eats her lunch*

Thrax: *picks up the basket again and goes to do the laundry*

Northstar: *pokes her head in the laundry room when she's done with her lunch*

Thrax: *has just emptied the machine before turning to her* Would you like to help hang the clothes out?

NS: *nods ands campers in*

Thrax: *lifts the basket on to his shoulder and walks out to the garden*

Northstar: *skips next to him and goes to help*

Thrax: *sorts out the heavier clothes while he lets Northstar handle the lighter ones*

Northstar: *happily helps to hang up the clothes*

Thrax: *ruffles her hair after they're done* Thanks for helping me, honey.

Northstar: *smiles* You're welcome!

Thrax: *chuckles* I'll have to head back to Ozzy. Think you can find something to occupy yourself?

Northstar: *nods* Uh huh.

Thrax: *kisses her forehead* Remember say close to the house and come back inside if there's trouble. *heads back inside and makes some soup and rolls for Ozzy before going up to his room*

Ozzy: *is awake but resting*

Thrax: *sets the tray on the table then sits down next to Ozzy*

Ozzy: Hey. *smiles though is eyes are still foggy a sign he doesn't feel well though he's at least in better spirits

Thrax: *smiles* Hey. Are you hungry?

Ozzy: A little.

Thrax: *lifts the tray and sets it across his lap* It's not much but with the way you are at the minute it would be best if you ate something that's easy on your stomach. *tears a piece of bread off, dipping it lightly in to the soup and lifts it to Ozzy* Eat up, baby.

Ozzy: *smiles and opens his mouth, it's been a while since Thrax fed him and he seems to take comfort in it*

Thrax: *slips the bread into Ozzy's mouth* Now don't rush, little one.

Ozzy: *nods and eats the soaked bread*

Thrax: *keeps feeding Ozzy only stopping to wipe Ozzy's mouth or give him some water*

Ozzy: *when the bowl of soup has a bout a quarter of it's contents left* No more please. I'm starting to feel a little queasy*

Thrax: *nods, setting the tray aside then takes Ozzy into his arms* My poor sweet baby. *nuzzles him*

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his chest and closes his eyes prepared to sleep*

Thrax: *cradles him gently in his arms, starting to rock him*

Ozzy: mmm.. *snuggles and finally drifts off*

Thrax: *gently lays him back down on the bed, covering him with the sheets before lifting the tray up and brings it down to the kitchen before he cleans away the dishes, looking out the back to Northstar with the monitor next to him*

Northstar: *is outside playing in the bushes*

Thrax: *softly chuckles* They deserve their peace I can't drag them into my Hell.

*in the monitor he can hear faint noises of Ozzy's sleeping and outside Northstar playfully scampers between the bushes*

Thrax: *props his head on his left arm as he watches Northstar outside but keeps his hearing sharp for Ozzy*

Northstar: *seems to have discovered a mud puddle*

Thrax: *slowly shakes his head* She'll need a bath after this.

Northstar: *seems to be making some sort of house or castle or fort with the mud*

Thrax: *smirks* Looks like I was right.

*she plays with some of the water too. making it form shapes before adding it to the mud house and causing it to practically melt as too much water gets added to the dirt to sustain it*

Thrax: *goes to the back door and steps out on the porch*

Northstar: *doesn't seem to see him as she continues to play with the mud and water*

Thrax: Northstar, any more mud and water you'll make a wallow.

Northstar: *giggles* What's a wallow?

Thrax: A mud pit for pigs. *leans on the deck chair*

Northstar: *squeals giggling and goes to get the hose*

Thrax: Oh no you don’t. *dashes to her and lifts her up* Not on my watch.

Northstar: *squeals playfully and hurries over to it*

Thrax: *scoops her up before she can reach it*

Northstar: *squeals and laughs as he scoops her*

Thrax: What am I going to do with you?

Northstar: *all dirty* I dunno. *giggles* but I think I need a bath.

Thrax: No kidding. Let's go. *carries her into the house and up to the bathroom*

Northstar: *still giggling as they go up there*

Thrax: *turns on the warm water, adding bubble bath to it* I'll be outside if you need me. *sets Northstar down and walks out of the bathroom*

Northstar: *gets into the bath and begins to play in the water and bubbles*

Thrax: *goes to his room and changes into clean clothes before heading back*

*she gets a little loud in her play*

Thrax: *raps on the door* Northstar please keep it down, Ozzy's still asleep.

Northstar: *meeps and sinks into the water a bit* Sorry daddy...

Thrax: *sighs* Honey, you know he's not well and he needs his rest*

Northstar: I'm sorry.

Thrax: I know, honey. Now finish up.

Northstar: Kay... *finishes bathing though is in there for a while*

Thrax: *stretches his body as he waits outside in the hall*

Northstar: *still in there*

Thrax: *goes into Northstar's bedroom and selects her clean clothes*

Northstar: *continues to play in the bathtub*

Thrax: *slight raps the bathroom door* Northstar better finish up before the water gets cold.

Northstar: That's ok. Cold water doesn't bother me.

Thrax: I just don't want you spending all day in there.

Northstar: *not really paying attention* Mm hmm.

Thrax: *massages his forehead* For the love of Frank. *goes downstairs to make dinner for her* *he cooks Grilled Goat's Cheese with Rocket and Tomato Chilli Jam for her*

Northstar: *happily plays in the bathtub*

Thrax: *sets her food on the table and goes back upstairs* Northstar if you don't hurry up your dinner will get cold.

Northstar: Huh? Oh... *gets out of the bathroom and goes to her room still soaking wet*

Thrax: *grabs a towel and dries her off* I made you Grilled Goat's Cheese with Rocket and Tomato Chilli Jam. Is that okay?

Northstar: *nods* Sounds yummy. *lets him dry her off and giggles* that tickles.

Thrax: *wraps the towel round her* Now get dressed and come downstairs for dinner. *clutches Ozzy's monitor before he heads out*

Northstar: *nods and goes to her room*

Thrax: *slumps into one of the kitchen chairs, setting the monitor down*

Northstar: *heads into the kitchen once dressed though barefoot*

Thrax: *looks towards her* Hope you like it, honey. *turns to the monitor in fort of him*

Northstar: *sits in her chair and starts to eat, smiling at him*

Thrax: *stretches his back a bit as he returns the smile*

Northstar: *noms her dinner*

Thrax: Enjoying it, honey?

Northstar: *nods* It's good.

Thrax: *smiles* I'm glad. *looks back to the monitor*

*Ozzy seems to be waking*

Thrax: *gets to his feet* Excuse me, honey. *goes upstairs to Ozzy's room*

Northstar: Ok.

Ozzy: *is rubbing his eyes*

Thrax: *sits next to him* Hey. baby. *nuzzles him*

Ozzy: *nuzzles back a lil* Hi daddy.. *cuddles a little*

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy into his lap* How are you feeling?

Ozzy: kind of woozy

Thrax: *holds him close, rubbing his back*

Ozzy: *coughs a little, cuddling*

Thrax: Would you like some water?

Ozzy: *nods* Uh huh

Thrax: *cradles Ozzy as he gets up and goes to the kitchen*

Northstar: *looks up at them* Is he feeling better?

Thrax: He's still woozy. I brought him down for some water. *fills up a glass of water and sits down at the table, raising the glass to Ozzy's lips.* Here, baby.

Ozzy: *drinks it, leaning on him*

Thrax: *allows him to drink the water til the glass is empty, setting it on the table, and takes a seat while cradling Ozzy*

Northstar: climbs up to sit on the table*

Thrax: *softly strokes Ozzy's hair before looking up at Northstar*

NS: *is sitting on the table looking at them*

Thrax: Is something wrong, honey?

Northstar: *softly* How come he got sick?

Thrax: *sighs* Despite being an Immunity cell he's still a living creature. Could be an infection or he's been overworking himself.

Northstar: Can you get sick?

Thrax: Only when I haven't been sleeping or eating well for a time.

Ozzy: *looks worried when he says that

Thrax: *rubs his back and kisses his forehead* But it's nothing to me.

Ozzy: *nuzzles him a little*

Thrax: There's nothing for you two to worry about. I've gotten use to this kind of thing over the years.

Northstar: *softly* Why?

Thrax: It's actually normal for me in a way.

Northstar: Cause you're a virus?

Thrax: *nods* That and I grew up with this kind of thing.

Northstar: **slides from the table and sits on his knee*

Ozzy : *chuckles * Your lap's kinda crowded

Thrax: *wraps his arms round them both* Plenty of room if you ask me. *nuzzles them*

Northstar: *cuddles and sucks her thumb*

Thrax: *chuckles, kissing their foreheads*

Ozzy: *chuckles softly too but pulls NS' thumb out of her mouth(*

Thrax: *purrs softly to them* My angels.

Northstar: *cuddles up to Thrax*

Ozzy: mmm.. *nuzzles him letting out a soft whimper*

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy's chin slightly* Hey what's wrong, baby?

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his chest not really wanting to say in front of Northstar that he needs to be changed*

Thrax: *softly smiles understanding, setting Northstar down* Wait here. *gets up and carries Ozzy up to his room*

Ozzy: *leans against him*

Thrax: *carries him and lays Ozzy on the floor* Don't worry, baby. You'll be cleaned up. *taps Ozzy's nose and stands up to get the essentials*

Ozzy: *nods and lays still*

Thrax: *returns and sets the items on the floor* This is only temporary Ozzy. *removing Ozzy's soiled diaper, throwing it in the trash can before replacing it with a clean one with oil and powder* There you go. *replaces Ozzy's pants and lifts him into his arms, kissing his cheek*

Ozzy: *hugs him* I'm glad you're not embarrassed by it*

Thrax: *strokes his hair* Your my son and I will always help you when you need it, baby.

Ozzy: *smiles and nuzzles against his hand*

Thrax: *shifts Ozzy onto his hip before heading back downstairs to the kitchen*

Ozzy: *rests his head on his shoulder*

Thrax: *enters the kitchen and sits back down by the table*

Northstar: *ain't in the kitchen anymore*

Thrax: Northstar? Now where did she go?

Ozzy: I dunno. Don't think she left the house do you?

Thrax: I hope not. *clutches Ozzy close, heading out the back*

Northstar: *is in the yard*

Thrax: *sighs with relief* Northstar you gave me a scare there. *walks over to her, balancing Ozzy on his hip*

Northstar: *looks up* I did?

Thrax: Yes, don't scare me like that. What if something happened to you?

Northstar: I... I don't know.. *softly*

Thrax: *kneels in front of her* Honey, I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you or Ozzy. *strokes her cheek*

Northstar: *looks down and pushes her toe into the dirt*

Thrax: *kisses her forehead* Promise me you'll tell me where you're going next time.

Northstar: *nods* Yes sir..

Thrax: *strokes her hair* Good girl.

Northstar: *looks a little confused because she's not in trouble*

Thrax: *kisses her forehead* Honey I don't believe in harsh punishment. You're not in trouble okay.

Ozzy: heh.. worst thing he's ever done to me is spank me.... and all he ever uses is his hand.

Thrax: Believe me, I don't wish any harm to you two. I just wish to care for you properly. *nuzzles Northstar a little before getting to his feet* C'mon I think it's time we went to bed. *offers his hand to Northstar*

Northstar: *takes his hand* I don't want to go to bed. I'm not tired.

Thrax: *smiles* Why don't I read to you both? *leads her inside with Ozzy balanced on his hip*

Northstar: ok. *smiles*

Thrax: *selects 'Prince Caspian' from the shelf and heads upstairs with his children*

Northstar: *cuddles up to him and listens to the story

Thrax: *continues with the tale while laying close to Ozzy and Northstar*

Ozzy: *falls asleep halfway through the first chapter*

Thrax: *smiles down at Ozzy and continues reading to Northstar*

Northstar: *rests against his chest, sucking her thumb*

Thrax: *finishes the book, looking down at his children*

Ozzy: *is sound asleep*

Northstar: *sucks her thumb, cuddling close and looking nearly asleep herself*

Thrax: *sets the book down, wrapping his arms round them both* Sleep well my children. *kisses their foreheads*

Northstar: Mmm.. *cuddles up and starts to shift in her sleep*

Thrax: *lays his head back but doesn't sleep during the night*