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He responds with a loud exasperated sigh and shot out of bed. As he runs into the kitchen to make her requested breakfast he returns with more heavy blankets to help her balance out the lack of his heat in bed.
As he leaves and returns back towards the kitchen he jokingly yells over his shoulder, âIâm gonna make some bacon, sausage, potatoes, and eggs, do you want your eggs scrambledâŠ. or fertilizedâ he says with a sheepish grin. He could feel the power of the fatherly puns flowing through him now and he hoped she was ready for the torrent of terrible jokes headed her way.
Riley cringes, making an obvious gagging sound. âSeriously!?â Grabbing the clock from their nightstand, she tosses it at the door with a satisfying clunk. It might not have hit him but he probably got the gist. âI want them runny!âÂ
Settling back into bed, she smiles to herself. He was a dork, a giant dork. But he was her dork and he was going to make an amazing father. It doesnât take long for her to get bored and lonely, so she slides off the bed and wraps the blankets around her. While she woke up hot, she could feel the little parasites sucking the heat from her body and concentrating it on her core. She didnât mind, itâs what they needed to grow healthy and strong. Shuffling in her blankets, she joins him in the kitchen and hops up onto one of their stools.















