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 Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 7:08 pm
Ah, the botanical gardens, what a beautiful, magically, and completely uncharacteristic place for Reed to found. He hated the outdoors. There were none of his gadgets here, none of his games, none of his music, just all this wide-open, flower infested space. But he was here, following obediently behind Connie (who had made several threats against his manhood if he had stayed home), with one of the girls (Amelia, he thought – still choosing not to tell the twins apart) perched on his hip, and Jude following at his heels.
Ahead, Connie strode purposefully; Bridget balanced in one arm, with a picnic basic held with the other. She had decided, with the changing of seasons, that it would be a perfect day to enjoy some time with her every growing family, and an equally perfect chance to irritate Reed further. The man was still pissed at the appearance of two more children in their lives, claiming it would cramp his style and interfere with their work. Connie had ignored him, threaten to do unpleasant things to him while he slept, and the group had quickly departed for the gardens.
Walking several more feet, Connie stopped, turning to a lagging Reed.
“This looks like a good spot” she announced, setting Bridget down and rummaging in the basket for the picnic blanket.
“Finally” Reed grumbled as he caught up, plonking Amelia beside her sister because collapsing in a heap himself.
“You could help you know” Connie said with a roll of her eyes, spreading the blanket on the ground and chasing out the lumps.
“I could do a lot of things”, came the dull reply.
“At least keep an eye on Jude” the young woman instructed, bopping Bridget lightly on the noise with a grin as the infant began kicking at the blanket.
“Mmmm”, Reed murmured, lying back in the grass, eyes closed against the sun.
Unsupervised, and surrounded by colour, candy colour no less, Jude’s mouth/s gaped, drool escaping from the second mouth in his stomach. He’d never seen so much candy, even on the two best days of the year – Halloween and Easter. Unable to contain himself, Jude ran, launching himself, mouth/s open, into the nearest bed of flowers.
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 7:18 pm
Sadly for him, a creature had been investigating that bed of flowers and he'd ended up biting onto the tail of a rather young chimera-kitten-girl. Cookie let out a very loud mew-hiss of pain before immediately trying to scratch at Jude.
The tot's mother was present, luckily and able to lean over and remove the other child from her daughter. "Heeeeeey, watch where you're biting, kiddo." she said, lifting up the very upset Cookie carefully.
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 6:43 am
Hmmm, this was odd. It was soft and squishy, like candy, but not sweet and delicious like candy. However, before Jude had time to fully comprehend his predicament, something like out a strange cry, and he was moving, the strange ‘like-candy-but-not-candy’ thing slipping from his mouth. Letting out his own cry, a mix between surprise and irritation (after all, some potential candy treat was better than nothing, Jude skittered backwards, iridescent eyes lifting to regard the mother and her tailed-child (who he felt more than resembled a gummy worm).
“Damn-it Reed, I asked you to watch him” Connie howled, springing to her feet instantly at the sound of Cookie’s cry.
It wasn’t the first time Jude had managed to get himself into trouble, in fact, if Connie hadn’t known better, she would have sworn the child was trouble incarnate. Either way, she was left to police the situation, making the apologies, the threats, or whatever else the situation happened to require. Hopefully, this time, it would just be a matter of saying sorry, perhaps repeatedly.
As she reached the flower patch, Connie quickly pulled Jude back, the child having climbed to his feet (no doubt preparing the start jumping at the other child), and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. Ignoring his struggles, and the saliva from his second mouth dripping on her arm, Connie turned her attention to the pair before her.
“I’m so sorry about Jude, he’s just a little....rambunctious. She isn’t injured is she?” the young woman asked, smiling nervously.
Jude.
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 7:38 am
"Nah, Cookie's okay." Lam said, petting her daughter's tail a bit where the bite marks had been. "He didn't get her too hard but your boy's lucky he didn't get scratched or bitten or dragged off flying." the blonde said with a shaken head and a smile.
The chimera was still hissing at Jude a bit but had seemed to calm down, curling and uncurling her tail a good bit. Dumb boy, why'd he bite her?
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 6:03 pm
“Wouldn’t be the first time” Connie muttered, more to herself then to Lam, returning the other woman’s smile.
Slowing his struggles, Jude settled for grumbling disappointedly, his eyes fixated on Cookie’s curling and uncurling tail, moving in sync. Why weren’t all gummy worms like this? They were much more exciting this way. Now, if only something could be done about the taste.
“Anyway, wo-“ Connie began, her words quickly lost beneath...
“CONNIE, THE BABIES STINK! MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOP”
It was Reed, the words more a whine then a demand.
Closing her eyes, Connie inhaled sharply, checking her anger.
“As I was about to say” the young woman continued, jaw clenched, “would you and Cookie like to join us for lunch? It’s the least I can do after Jude’s actions”
“CONNIEEEEEEEEE”
“I’m coming!” the blonde shouted back, gritting her teeth. Turning back to Lam, she added – “We’re just over there, right by the red-headed idiot”
With her arms still wrapped securely around Jude, Connie dragged the once again struggling child (the temptation of Cookie’s tail proving too much) backwards, assuming Lam and Cookie would follow, should they accept her offer.
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Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 11:20 am
"Sure, I guess." Lam said, looking a little apprehensive at Jude and carrying Cookie in that direction. This was odd, to say the least, and probably would be a short meeting if that boy kept trying to eat her daughter's tail.
Cookie looked disgruntled but allowed herself to be carried towards the little group and their picnic. If he bit her again, she'd make him hurt!
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Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 8:55 pm
“Just make yourselves comfortable, feel free to ignore the moron” Connie commented with a wry smile, seating her on the blanket by the twins.
With a rattle held loose and forgotten in her hand, Amelia sat quietly, dual tone eyes fixed on Lam and Cookie, watching them, studying them. Meanwhile, Bridget was sprawled on her back, completely unaware (or uncaring) of the new figures; instead; the infant was absorbed in the movements of her rainbow-furred tail, the appendage swishing back and forth, seemingly always out of reach of her hands.
“Reed – they don’t even smell!” Connie growled, glaring at Reed, who had decided to sit up now that they were in the presence of company.
“Well something stinks. Can’t you smell it? It’s all florally and earthy, and lacks the pleasant tang of electronics and indoors” the man replied, grinning in amusement.
Once again, Connie closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, her hands balling themselves into tight fists. She was going to kill him, slowly and painfully, and she was going to enjoy every minute of it.
“Anyway,” Reed continued, ignoring Connie and turning his attention to Lam and Cookie, “you’ve got some mutant kid too, huh? Aren’t they just fabulous?”
By his tone, and the quick eye-roll that accented his words, it was evident he was being sarcastic.
“Ouch! Hey! What the hell was that for?” the red-head yelped an instant later, Connie having smacked him upside the head as she moved to the past him toward the picnic basket.
“Why do you think?” the woman replied sharply, fishing Jude’s candy bag out of the basket and handing it to the boy. Instantly, Cookie and her tail were forgotten.
“Would you like anything? There is more candy there, plus an assortment of other nibbles” Connie asked, lifting her eyes to Lam.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 10:02 am
Lam's eyebrow twitched at Reed. Oh he was gonna annoy her. "I actually happen to be quite fond of my daughter, thanks." she said, placing the little chimera on the ground and nudging her over to say hello.
Cookie mewed towards the other felines, having noted their colors and how interesting they were. Friends! She waved to Amelia since that one seemed to be watching her, and slithered over to mew again and wave.
Lam snorted, "Nah, I don't need much. I'm sure Cookie'll investigate when she's hungry though."
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 9:55 pm
“No accounting for taste then, huh?” Reed replied with a snort, his comment earning him another slap across the back of his head.
“I’m so very sorry about Reed, he just doesn’t seem to know when to shut-up” Connie apologized, glaring daggers at her partner. Oh, he was going to get it when they got home!
Grinning serenely back at the blonde, Reed lapsed into silence (content to wait for his next opening), munching into a sandwich he’d liberated from the basket.
Shaking her head, Connie rolled her eyes, taking a breath before returning her attention to Lam and Cookie.
“Your daughter is rather unique – adorable to boot – but she isn’t yours, biologically speaking?” the young woman asked, chewing on her lower lip awkwardly.
“Yeah, so where’d you get the freak kid from, huh? We’d…I’d like to return ours” Reed interjected, correcting his phrasing at another sharp look from Connie.
Obliviously to the adults’ turmoil, Amelia continued to regard Cookie, dual tone eyes widening as the other child waved and moved – no slithered – toward her. Gingerly, the infant ventured a return wave, her lips quirking into an odd half-smile as Cookie mewed.
Quickly growing bored of her tail, Bridget rolled onto her stomach, rainbow-furred eyes perking at the sight in front of her. It was another tail, bigger then her own, and different – rougher and less soft. Squealing happily, the small child crawled forward, sniffing at Cookie’s tail curiously before using the appending to boost herself up. Wavering slightly before finding her balance, Bridget babbled nonsensically to herself, gently stroking Cookie’s tail.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 9:44 am
"If he keeps talking, he might just lose a few teeth - or something more important to him." Lam said, her own pearly whites gritted. She was usually quite an amiable and playful person but no one insulted her baby and got away with it.
"Nah, Cookie's adopted. She came from a cave with some weird kids in it. She's called a chimera kitten, whatever that means."
Cookie was pleased to have other kitties to talk to, though she glanced warily over as she felt the pressure on her tail. Yay other babies! She purred and mewed at them, content to talk nonsense with littler kids.
((A few ooc notes XDDD: Lam's a pretty buff chick and is a berzerker vengence warrior by trade so Reed maaaaay not wanna piss her off. She prolly won't go full berzerk with kids around though, and I don't know what he does for a living, but he's tickin her off XDDDD
Also, Cookie's tail is metal on the bottom and light fur on top :3)
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 4:26 am
“Believe me, it would be an improvement – and I sure as hell wouldn’t try and stand in your way” Connie replied, her expression baring a startling resemblance to that worn by Lam.
Reed was trying her patience. Yes, the guy was a jerk, anyone who knew him could tell you that much; but, this, his unrelentingly rude behavior and cruel comments, went above and beyond the realm of jerkdom.
For a moment, Reed appeared about to speak, his mouth gaping open as he gave Lam a quick once over. This action was followed by a quick look over his thin and weedy frame. The odds weren’t stacked in his favour.
“So, weird kids in a cave, huh?” the man repeated, sounding decidedly meek.
He’d be sure to remember that; and he’d most certainly track those kids down. After that, oh boy was it on.
Offering Reed a sidelong glance, Connie frowned, shaking her head slightly. He really was quite pathetic.
“Bridget and Amelia just, kind of, showed up in our backyard. We’ve tried finding their parents, but no luck – that’s part of the reason why Reed is so...charming...today” the young woman explained with a pained look. She was more than happy to have the twins in her life; but, one couldn’t help but wonder what had led to the pair wandering aimlessly in Connie’s backyard.
Still balanced against Cookie’s tail, Bridget continued to explore the other child’s tail, one hand curl in the soft fur, while the other poked and prodded the metal underneath. This certainly was strange. Fixing her dual tone eyes on Cookie, Bridget babbled a string of intelligible, but purposeful, words/sounds – a ‘what is this, and why is it different’ sense behind them, her own tail flickering in time with her speech.
Continuing to watch Cookie, and new her twin, with curiosity, Amelia pursed her lips, attempting to mew and purr in time with Cookie; but, instead, managed to blow raspberries.
((The man by moronic, but he isn't that stupid, he'll back off - for now anyway XD))
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 2:01 pm
"Ah. Well I'm sure wherever they came from, it can't have been too good if they got left like that." Lam commented, shaking her head.
Cookie giggled a little at the prodding, batting lightly at Bridget's hand. That was her tail, silly baby!
The tot clapped at Amelia's raspberry and blew one back, giggling profusely.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 8:29 pm
“Couldn’t disagree more” Reed commented, unable to stay absent from the conversation for long. “Did it ever occur to either one of you that maybe they were abandoned for a reason; I mean, aside from the obvious ‘pooping, drooling, vomiting, crying, dependant, all around pain-in-the-arse’ reasons?”
Pausing briefly, the man glanced between both women, shaking his head piteously.
“Seriously, maybe their previous … caretakers … saw the light, realised they were better off, and dumped the little demons for some other poor moron to deal with. Unfortunately, Connie just happened to be that moron” Reed surmised, grinning and nodding to himself.
“So, anyway, about these kids and that cave” he continued, speaking to Lam, “care to point us in the right direction? Given that they need a good talking to an all about this child-dumping situation”
“Shut up, Reed. For the love of god, just shut up” Connie growled, massaging her temples to still the developing headache.
Ears twitching, Bridget’s brow furrowed, the infants eyes focused on Cookie’s hand. Clumsily, the child batted back, missing every time and resorting to babbling in frustration. Yet, that emotion was soon abandoned, the neko-girl, instead, squealing happily as Cookie clapped for her sister. Hardly wanted to be left out, Bridget held tightly to elder child, treading awkwardly over to where Amelia sat, where she dropped swiftly onto her rump.
With the return of her raspberry, Amelia half-chuckled, grinning up at Cookie. Gingerly, the child clapped her own hands together, just as she had seen Cookie do, her eyes wide, fixed on the other girl as if to ask ‘is this right?’
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 1:16 pm
"There are other places to send children if you find you can't keep them for whatever reason." Lamnishan commented icily before her one hand began to lightly glow. "Now, please listen to Connie before I start chasing you across the garden. I'm sure everyone'd love to see it, but I'd rather not bring out my swords just for you." Whether or not she would actually do it with children around was debatable, but she could bluff pretty damn well so it didn't matter.
The blonde carefully winked at Connie during a moment when Reed wasn't looking, but soon enough the serious expression was back.
Cookie purrrred in response, clapping again and then turning to clap at Bridget. Clapping friends!
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 10:10 pm
“But who wants to go to that much effort, honestly?” Reed replied sharply, his demeanour darkening. “Besides, it would be so much easier to drive them out deep into the woods or some s**t, and let them free to fend for themselves – they are some sort of cat related mutants, right, so they should be fine?” It wasn’t, in truth, so much a question as a statement, given that Reed really didn’t care about the twins welfare (at least not on any level he was about to admit).
Nor, did he care for Lam’s bluff.
“Look, I get that you are clearly comfortable with being all butch – although I honestly don’t understand why, it’s hardly doing you any favours – but seriously, trying to act that part too? That’s just plain sad. So, in conclusion, do your worst” Reed uttered sagely, a rather smug grin crossing his face.
Oh, he could bluff with the best of them.
Catching Lam’s look, Connie smiled slyly. Whatever the other woman had in mind, Connie wasn’t about to stand in her way.
Giggling, Bridget continued to clap along happily with Cookie; however, being ever watchful, Amelia’s attention wandered, her dual tone eyes shifting between Connie, Reed and Lam. Something was wrong, very wrong. Even Jude seemed to notice the change, surfacing from his candy feast long enough to skitter to the fair edge of the blanket, away from the adults.
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