My Enemy, My Son-An OJ RP (Chp8)

Sapphire: *comes into the living room*

Thrax: *looked up8 Hey angel.

Sapphire: *smiles at him and kisses him then looks to ozzy* I see our little one decided to continue to push it. *gently wipes away one of the lingering tears on ozzy's face*

Thrax: *nods* Yeah, at least he learned his lesson.

Sapphire: *nods* Are you going to be a good boy and sit in your chair for lunch?

Ozzy: *nods a little* Y-yes ma'am...

Thrax; 8gently hands him to Sapphire8

Sapphire: *kisses Thrax on the cheek and takes ozzy in the kitchen where she sets the still slightly tearful cell in his highchair*

Thrax; 8begins cleaning up8

Ozzy: 8allows sapphire to feed him though he does squirm slightly in his chair, whimpering softly*

Thrax; 8watches from the door8

Sapphire: *feeds him and soon picks the cell up when he begins to weep again* Shhhhh... little one... shhh...

Ozzy: *sniffles soflty, clinging to her*

Thrax: *chuckled8

Sapphire: *checks his diaper finding him dry but red bottomed and nods, patting his back* shh little one... It's alright.

Thrax; 8nuzzled his mate and stroked Ozzy's hair.8

Ozzy: *looks up at Thrax*

Sapphire: *gently* See? Even when you're naughty we are still going to always love you.

Thrax; Always. *strokes his hair softly8

Ozzy: *smiles a little*

Thrax; 8tickled him8

Ozzy: *nuzzles his hand*

Thrax; 8nuzzled his mate and child8

Ozzy: *yawns a little* M'sleepy...

Thrax; *chuckled8

Sapphire: Then sleep little one.

Ozzy: Don't want to.

Thrax; 8tapped his chin then smiled and went to make something up then soon returned with a bottle of warm milk8

Ozzy: *yawns a little*

Thrax; *hands the bottle to Sapphire8

Sapphire: *smiles and nods, offering ozzy the bottle*

Ozzy: ... *looks at her then at the bottle*

Thrax; *nods to him8

Ozzy: *opens his mouth to say somethign only to have the bottle put betwen his lips when he does so*

Thrax: ~Smooth.~

Sapphire: *chuckles8 ~Why thank you~

Ozzy; *protests and struggles a little until Sapphire squeezes the bottle abit and gets some milk in his mouth and he son after begins to drink*

Thrax: Good boy.

Ozzy: *looks up at both of them, blushing a little*

Thrax; *smiled at his family8