Vishous babysits Rhavage
Butch: Coming out of the bedroom wearing a Tom Ford suit, it was dark blue with a grey pinstripe through the cloth. It was one of Marissa's favourite suits on me. I had a pale blue shirt and a dark blue tie on. This was going to be our first date night since the arrival of Rhavage and somehow I'd managed to get V to babysit for us. Don't know who's be more scared after this, V, Rhavage or Marissa and I. Marissa was behind me in her little black number that showed off every curve she had, had to get out before any of them noticed the tent in my pants. Marissa was fussing over the diaper bag explaining to V there were extra diapers and wipes in our room, some talc and the bottles were made up in the fridge. âCome on baby V can handle it, but if you need us ring usâ I ushered Marissa out of the pit before V could change his mind.
Marissa: While Butch was getting ready I was running around making sure that uncle V had everything he needed for Rhavage. It was his first time looking after him, me and Butch both trusted him with our lives. I explained everything to V about the bag and if he needed more it was in our room. Also I made sure he had enough bottles to keep him going if he needed them. Butch came out of the bedroom I couldnât help but stare, âBaby you are wearing one of my favourite suits.â Butch was telling me to go because we didnât want to scare V anymore, we both knew he had this covered. As Butch said ring us if you need us, I walked over to Rhavage and blew him a kiss, âgoodnight my little warrior.â Then me and Butch headed out the door.
Vishous: *looking at Butch and Marissa and watching Her going through the bag pulling things out and telling me what they are and where more items are if I need them. Why did I agree to this. I donât know the first thing about young and what the scribe is that white paste for again?* ok ok now where is that young at again? * I look to Butch and Marissa with a serious look on my face. As they look back at me with shock* Iâm joking heâs in the seat. Go before your time is up and I say no.  *as they walk out the door I turn back and look at the young walk over and sit in front of him as he looks at me with curious eyes* Ok, Rhav, donât be upset with me New at this. Actually I have no idea what Iâm doing. *so, I pick him up carrier and all to make sure I donât hurt him with my gloved hand. I place him on the desk next to my work station. I check all the monitors I have placed. He looks at me and starts to cry. I back up from him as he makes his cry a little louder. Not knowing what to do  I text Butch. âWhy is he crying?â @hardassexcop
Butch:
Getting into the driver's seat of the Escalade, I'd already got Marissa into her seat and strapped her in when my phone rang. Looking at the caller ID it was V. Please God don't tell me he's had second thoughts about babysitting Rhavage. Answering the call âYo V what's up man?â V explained that Rhavage was crying. âHe's been changed and fed man. He may need winding. Which means you have to pick him up and pat his backâ I know what V is like with young, no experience with them, but both Marissa and I trusted him with Rhavage. Hanging up I looked at Marissa âRhavage won't stop crying baby, maybe he needs windingâ With that I put the keys into the ignition and drives off.
Marissa: Butch had strapped me in, we was only in the Escalade a few minutes and Butchâs phone went off. I laughed âthat didnât take him long, I wonder what is wrong, Baby.â Butch mentioned to V that maybe Rhavage needed winding, yea it could be that or he just wants his uncle V to hold him. âI am sure he will be fine baby. Letâs just go and see what happensâ. With that Butch put the keys in the ignition and we drove out of the mansion.
Vishous: *Looking at the crying baby, ok winding a child that requires picking him up. I can do this.* Ok, Rhavage we can do this young. *I pick him up and put him on my shoulder just like Iâve seen Butch and Marissa do a hundred times. *just as I pick him up he stops crying, I pat him and I hear a burp. Leaning him back I look at him the different features of Butch and Marissa. This young will grow up to be a great warrior hopefully fighting alongside myself and his father. As I set him down back in his seat I turn back to my monitors. I hear him start to cry again.* Ok Rhav, you burped you ate before you mahmen and father left what can there be now. *He is looking at me like he knows Iâm questioning myself so I go down the list. Food, burp, oh no. no no no no. dirty diaper. I pick him up and lay him on his changing table I look to the left and see, diaper, wipes powder and this white cream itâs thick and pasty gross,* Ok, kid here is goes. *I take off this crazy buttoned sleeper as Marissa calls it. Once I finally get it off I undo this diaper and oh man this kid is rank, how does this much come from one little young, I put it back and get these wipes, I pull out a bunch and pile them up and try it again. Pull back his diaper and wow this is crazy I wipe some off and it just smears so I wipe some more with a new one and itâs finally coming off. Ok so I finish cleaning him up and place the new one under him and i start of with it backward, as Rhavage starts to fuss I finally get it right and add the powder. That white pasty shit is no going on my hands, so I set it back. That sleeper i try to start buttoning it back and I cannot find the puzzle to put it back together and give up so I get his clothes out and find a shirt and socks. That will work, I cradle him and he stops fussing.* Ok little man I hope this is better. I find the buckles on his swing and get him strapped in now looking at this mess of buttons swing on, music on oh wow vibration guess itâll work too. Just as I cover him up and he starts swinging he is out. Ok, I can breathe a little now. I take a picture and send it to Butch with a text* How is that Brother? @hardassexcop
Butch: My phone buzzes as a text message is received. What's wrong now? Pulling over to the side of the road and pulls out my phone from my inside pocket. Looking at the message it was a picture of Rhavage asleep in his musical swing. Hang was he dressed, we had left Rhavage in his sleeper. I showed Marissa the picture âWhere do you think V is taking Rhavage. He's much too young to take to any club. Or he could take him up to the mansionâ Looking at Marissa she had a worried look on her face âI'll ask V what he's doing with Rhavageâ my fingers fly over the keyboard. âWhy is Rhavage dressed for? Planning on taking him somewhere?â I put my phone back into my inside pocket and began to drive again, heading towards Sal's
Marissa: Just as we are heading to Salâs Butchâs phone buzzes again. Laughs softly, âMaybe Rhavage, is making Vâs night a bit difficult.â Â Who knows, that is when Butch showâs me a picture from V that Rhavage is asleep in his seat dressed with a shirt and socks. âWhere is he thinking of taking him wearing that? Do you think he gave up putting his sleepsuit back on? Maybe he had trouble and gave up. It wouldnât surprise me baby. Letâs hope Rhavage stays asleep and hopefully the rest of the night will go smoothly.â I get comfy back into the seat as we drive to Salâs.
Vishous: *As I monitor Caldwell my phone buzzes back. What? I text back Iâm not taking the young anywhere. No, that damn contraption you had him in was a nightmare Dear Scribe how the hell does it work? So I found something easier to place on him. Then I close my text, About an hour or so passes I finish my task at Monitoring the city, I make sure the couple is safe on their âDATEâ He starts to stir again and cries I pick him up and no he's still dry and I make this bottle Marissa left me and no he does not want to eat it. Not knowing what to do next I text Butch.* Â I donât know what is wrong with Rhav he does not want a bottle he's not wet and he does not need to burp. Iâm at a loss here brother. @hardassexcop
Butch: Finishing the meatballs and pasta I looked up at Marissa, I was about to lean in to give her a kiss when my phone starts to vibrate. Closing my eyes I silently curse V to hell and back. Taking my phone from my inside pocket and it was V, I read the text and answered âYo V man what's up?â V texted back explaining that Rhavage wouldn't settle. Texting back to V âYou'll need to entertain him man. Bounce Rhavage on your knee and say coochy coo to himâ Man I'd pay a million bucks to see V make coochy coo faces and sounds, even video it. Hell I could use that as blackmail or remind V how good he is with young. âYou be fine with him V. We're about to have dessert, we be half a hour tops. Have fun with your nephew manâ I Â pocketed my phone before V could protest. Looking back at Marissa âRhavage being Rhavage baby, he wants his Uncle V to make coochy coo noises to himâ I take Marissa's hand in mine and press my lips against the palm of her hand, the waiter decides to make an appearance with our dessert.
Marissa: We just finish having our food, when  Butchâs phone goes off again. Laughing softly to myself âwhat could be wrong now? I swear Rhavage is playing with V. But he does love him.â Butch tells me that he told V to make coochy coo faces at him and bounce Rhavage on his knee. Oh I wish I was there to see it âthat would make good blackmail grounds baby.â Butch grabbed my hand and placed it in his, his lips pressed against the palm of my hand that is when the waiter decided to come over with our dessert.  âMmm I am looking forward to desert baby. Itâs been ages since I had dessert.â Laughs softly. Picking up my spoon and digging right in.
Vishous: *after reading his text back I jerk my head back and choochy coo. Oh dear scribe no.* Ok, Rhav *I pick him up and look at the tears in his eyes* Your father says you like choochy coo? I donât think so. We need *I start to bounce him* modems, keyboards, moniters, and cameras *looking at him he starts to settle I take his hands and he wraps his little hand around my finger so I continue* programs, harddrives, a mouse, *I start to sway while I bounce him and he closes his eyes* motion detectors, daggers, 9 millimeters, and leathers. *Once I feel that he is asleep I take him to his bed that Marissa moved into the open living space for me I lay him down and cover him up. Maybe I can do this. If I watch him again maybe there wonât be a phone call to Cop. @hardassexcop
Butch: Taking my time to eat dessert, I looked lovingly into Marissa's eyes. I was debating whether to take Marissa to spend some time alone with her, we haven't had much time together since the arrival of Rhavage. But on the other hand we better get back and save either V or Rhavage, Rhavage as V would be doing something technical and the poor kid would of fallen asleep out of boredom. âYou finished baby?â Marissa had put her spoon into the dish when I took out some bills and placed them onto the table and giving the waiter a huge tip. âCome on baby let's rescue V and Rhavage from each otherâ Taking Marissa's hand in mine I lead her out of the restaurant and into the Escalade. Getting into the driver's side I turned on the engine and headed back to the mansion.
Marissa: We was just finishing off our desert I placed my spoon down as I noticed Butch looking at me. Right into my eyes, I knew then what he was thinking about. Laughing softly âYes baby I am finished letâs go and rescue our son and V from each other. I have a feeling that Rhavage will be fast asleep because he was bored and it was to quiet.â We got up out of our seats, as Butch took my hand in his as we headed out of the restaurant and into the parking lot to get the Escalade. Getting in the right side of the door, we headed back to the mansion.
V: *As I looked at the young while resting. I notice when there are different noises he moves toward that noise. As if on guard, he will be a great warrior. One day. I sit by the young with my monitors running. I donât even realise it when I pull my monitor up that watches the Pits Entrance and am on guard while watching the Cop and Marissaâs young. I lay my head down knowing there wonât be an issue since the mase is the safest place.* We got this Kid. @hardassexcop
Butch: Arriving back at the pit, punching in the code the door opens, walking in Marissa and I are greeted by the sight of Rhavage asleep in V's lap, while V is asleep in the computer chair by his four toys. âAwe bless them babyâ Tiptoeing over I pick Rhavage up and take him to his crib with Marissa following me, Rhavage began to make a fuss but I got him settled down quickly.
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