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"Daddy!" Rhodes giggled warmheartedly, from the top of the ceiling as mischevious as ever with his demon wits staring down at the two, young gentlemen before crawling down one of the vintage-wallpapered walls, his lavender-tinged fox tail swirling in the air. "Uh..Hi A'wexis!" The young, kit beamed a smile towards his "nanny" before tugging on Caine's pantleg to be let up into the warmth of his arms. "Up! Up!"

"Hey! What're you doing here, little boy?" Caine scolded sarcastically, his mood brightening alot more than what it usually would have been without his children bouncing off the walls. Caine allowed a responding smile etch across his serious facade that fell across his face before picking up his son, turning to Alexis with a sheepish grin noticing how Rhodes was now crawling around on his front. "Rhodes! Daddy's talking right now."

Kyle fell unconcious. His head, spinning with worry of tornadoes had stopped. He stopped thinking and fell right out of the tree. (I mean as a expression, not literally... Just so you know) And they say the fruit doesn't fall far from the tree. He grumbled something that couldn't be made out.

Kyle woke up an hour later sweating. It was only a dream. Wasn't it? He looked at his hands. No blood. He must of fell asleep. His life felt like a dream right now. Yes right now. He stood up and fell asleep on the floor again.

"I'm tired...."

Caine giggled softly, into his left hand pulling Rhodes to his chest as the little one gnawed on the front of his dress shirt collar whilst the Prince cast his ethereal gaze over at Christian, politely. "It's okay, Christian. You just woke up, and I'm sorry if I startled you," He apologized politely, before setting Rhodes ontop of the island countertop to strode over to the pantry for the child's breakfast. "What do you want to eat, Rhodes?"

"Uh..Ce'weal! And, waff'wes!" Rhodes beamed a heartwarming smile over to Christian, his little legs slightly wavering over the countertop but precautious enough not to be too close to the edge as he pulled a ripened cherry to his lips. "Blegh! Sour!"

Tohei entered the kitchen, looking much better. He still had a bandage on his collar bone, and it showed as he was shirtless, his wrist was still bandaged, and so was the wound on his leg, but at least he wasn't so pale now. He could also walk on his own, which was a great step forward. He noticed Christian was in the room and his face immediately brightened. "Christian!"

"Does master want.....TOHEI!!!" Christian yelled in suprise, seeing Tohei now walking, he dropped the box of waffle mix in his hand and sprinted towards him, "Please...sit down, you're just in time for breakfast" he said as he ushered Tohei to a stool by the island. He then returned to the pantry, picking up the box and set it on the counter by the waffle maker, he then reached back into the cuppoard and pulled out five different boxes of cereal so that Rhodes could have his choice

Both Caine and Rhodes almost jumped out of their skins hearing the sudden outburst from Christian, as the Prince turned around to face the recovering Tohei also taking a seat next to him as he plopped Rhodes back ontop of the counter. "Ummm, make mine a double if ya don't mind, Christian," Caine replied over his shoulder to the rentboy's delayed question before leaning ontop of the marble plastered counter tickling his son's feet at the same time. "So how do you fare, Tohei?"

"Eenie, Meenie, minnie moe! Catch a t'wiger b'wy his toe! If he ho'wwers let him, go--," Rhodes shriveled in laughter, pausing himself to keep on singing that small song of his as he retreated from the Prince's tickling hand that had wandered too close to his feet as he pulled one of the cereal boxes over his father's head. "Don't mwake me do it!"

Caine cocked his head to the side innocently, his golden, silvery-blonde hair swaying to cover his right eye, picking up the scent of blood on Tohei as he pressed his hand up against the reopened wound to stop the bleeding from gradually growing as the boy's skintone radiated a light, red for a split of a second to its normal pigment. "Sorry, I just..reacted on instinct, there..," The kitsune prince leaned back into the chair that he was occupied in, before casting a friendly glance over at the young, slaveboy in attempts to lighten his mood even by a little.