Your best is good enough. Can we go shopping sometime? I’d like a circlet, they’re super pretty.
> Chirp as he kisses you
Do you have to let me up? I bet you can carry me.
“I could, but that would be dangerous around the burner.” You pat her leg. “Come now or else you’ll starve.”
I’m already starving, look at me!
Im all THIN!
Is there any cake?
Okay, if you think an apprenticeship is a good idea. I trust your judgement.
A tutor would be nice. That’d be really cool.
> Give him a small smile
But if we could do something together too, even if its just once a week or something, I’d like that too.
“I can’t promise anythin’, but I can certainly do my best ta be there for you more.” You sigh and press a kiss to her forehead. “Now let me up an’ I’ll finish your food.”
Your best is good enough. Can we go shopping sometime? I’d like a circlet, they’re super pretty.
> Chirp as he kisses you
Do you have to let me up? I bet you can carry me.
But im not ten! Im only eight and a half!
(wow Phylus Dad of the year award!)
And I AM stupid I hardly know ANYTHING at all about ANYTHING. Everyone else knows so much and I don’t. I really want to learn everything.
And im not really very good at cooking, only baking. They’re not the same, really. I can try! I just hope you like burnt things.
(smh)
“Then even more reason ta go inta an apprenticeship!” You take a few breaths to calm down, adjusting how you’re holding her. You place a finger under her chin and force her to look at you.
“Don’t say such things about yourself. If you need a schoolfeedin’ we can get you one, if you want a tutor we can get you one. You tell me what you need an’ I will provide it.”
Okay, if you think an apprenticeship is a good idea. I trust your judgement.
A tutor would be nice. That’d be really cool.
> Give him a small smile
But if we could do something together too, even if its just once a week or something, I’d like that too.
Im not a grown troll though, im not even twelve perigees old!
> Put your arms around his neck and bury your head in his shoulder
I dont know what im even doing. I just want to sleep all the time I dont want to go out I dont know anything I feel really stupid and I know everyone else thinks so too! I still just feel like a grub.
Why can’t you be my friend too? I want you to be my friend.
You pull her against you as you sit in the nearest chair. You rub her back soothingly. “The laws in this timeline state that a troll at ten is grown an’ should be ready ta enter the trainin’ schoolhivve for their career. I understand if you don’t know yet what you want ta do, but you should at least play around with interests. An’ you’re not stupid, you just haven’t any reason ta drive yourself.”
You pause for a moment. “You say you like cookin’, I could get you in as a cook. The office has a full kitchen that’s always under-staffed.”
You disregard the last question. You’re not going to budge on your stance and it will only cause a fight.
But im not ten! Im only eight and a half!
(wow Phylus Dad of the year award!)
And I AM stupid I hardly know ANYTHING at all about ANYTHING. Everyone else knows so much and I don’t. I really want to learn everything.
And im not really very good at cooking, only baking. They’re not the same, really. I can try! I just hope you like burnt things.
Im always around! I dont have any friends I always want to do things with you but you’re always so busy!
> Hide in your blanket
I know it’s not your fault but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.
You frown again at her. Turning off the burner you go to where she’s bundled up and place a hand on her back. Kneeling low so that you’re on ocular orb level with her you lick your fangs before answering.
“Presye, I’m glad you enjoy my company, I’m happy that you recognize me as your ancestor even though I’m not, but I’m an old man, a busy man. I have obligations that I must attend. I certainly wish I had more time for you an’ Bee, but the facts are that you’re both grown trolls. I can help you ta procure a job, if you’d like somethin’ ta fill you time. Somethin’ in my office so then at least you might see one another an’ I can take you ta midnight meal provided I don’t have a meetin’ durin’ your break.”
You lick your lips and watch her, hoping that you’re helping at least a bit
“But I’m not here ta be your friend, love. I’m here ta raise you, I’m here ta teach you, I’m here ta help you reach the first couple steppin’ stones ta the rest a your life.”
Im not a grown troll though, im not even twelve perigees old!
> Put your arms around his neck and bury your head in his shoulder
I dont know what im even doing. I just want to sleep all the time I dont want to go out I dont know anything I feel really stupid and I know everyone else thinks so too! I still just feel like a grub.
Why can’t you be my friend too? I want you to be my friend.
turntechfirebreather asked: //Screech and pounce
DAVE!!!
> YOU HAVE MISSED DAVE!
> Let him tackle you and begin to purr
I see. You must be pretty proud.
> Put your head in your arms on the table and pull the blanket back over your head, your eyes on the butter. Youve gotten thin and that needs to be remedied.
Its okay. Im surprised you dont forget im here sometimes. Nobody really talks to me anymore.
You turn to frown at her, still making sure to bully the eggs with your spatula. “Well you’re never around. How am I ta know when you’re hive or off in town or down by the beach or away with a friend?” You turn back to you cooking. “An’ Bee never makes himself available ta either a us. That boy should be sent ta finishin’ school or some sort; he’s a disaster.”
Im always around! I dont have any friends I always want to do things with you but you’re always so busy!
> Hide in your blanket
I know it’s not your fault but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.
> Sit up, the blanket sliding off
You have a GRUB?!
> You aren’t sure how to feel about this. You cant see why anyone would love an adopted child when they have one of their own
> Rub your eyes
I’ve been asleep for the past few weeks. Didn’t you notice I wasn’t around?
“Aye,” her response startles you, and the words comes out a bit shaken. “His genetics were checked an’ he’s my descendant, by blood an’ by symbol.” From the thermal hull you get some butter, fatty and freshly made by the native women who run the market. You take a spoon and drop a bit into the pan for grease.
“Ta be honest, Presye, no I didn’t. I’ve spent a majority a my hours at work only ta come hive straight away an’ get inta coon. I haven’t had much time for family.”
I see. You must be pretty proud.
> Put your head in your arms on the table and pull the blanket back over your head, your eyes on the butter. Youve gotten thin and that needs to be remedied.
Its okay. Im surprised you dont forget im here sometimes. Nobody really talks to me anymore.
Okay.
> trail your blanket after you and pull it over your head like a hood
Did I miss anything important?
“Well,” you start, pulling out a pan to cook her up some eggs and ham, “Miss Feferi an’ I had a grub tagether. He’s growin’ up fairly quickly, which I’m pleased ta report, but other than that things have been dull as always.”
You pull two eggs from the thermal hull and start to beat them. “Not that I’m complainin’. Work’s been disastrous an’ I need the breaks where I can get ‘em.” You smile at her. “An’ you? How have the past few weeks been treatin’ you?”
> Sit up, the blanket sliding off
You have a GRUB?!
> You aren’t sure how to feel about this. You cant see why anyone would love an adopted child when they have one of their own
> Rub your eyes
I’ve been asleep for the past few weeks. Didn’t you notice I wasn’t around?
chimeragaiety asked you:
> Nuzzle into him.
Did I miss anything? Im hungry. I missed food.
Go havve a seat an I’ll make you some evvenin meal.
==> Stand up and nudge her towards the table.
Okay.
> trail your blanket after you and pull it over your head like a hood
Did I miss anything important?
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