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@taichithebrash
"Yer gainin’ weight all the regardless of the time of year. Ma says yer gettin’ fat for the record." Their integration into the new world was amusing to say the least. Ren grew up learning the customs and eating it as he grew while as for them it was all in one big hit. The two were really just… Going a little overboard some days. He was sure his father would lose the weight sure, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t poke fun at him till that point. Sometimes he was thankful that Keyanna took him to the gym more often than not at times like this.
Ren’s eyes narrowed at his father thinking about what he was saying. Keyanna wouldn’t just not say anything if she was pregnant right—— or did she even know? Last time there was speculation of her in that light it ended very poorly for her so he wasn’t so quick to jump the gun. “She’s not preggo, she woulda said somethin’ by now. I mean she ain’t gettin’ no weird cravings, not sick in the mornin’… Not like she’s gotten fat either. Seriously, yer readin’ too much into it. Maybe she’s just goin’ through her women stuff right now.”
"Don't really give a flyin' fuck what yer mama thinks." The pup really was dense. A tendency to overlook things, or just chop it up to chance. Mio was whimsical like that, and it was evident that the trait passed right on through to their son. Taichi doubted the boy really didn't notice much beyond his own face. Sure, he himself tended to be an ass about things, that didn't mean he didn't notice shit. Like when his wife had 'gotten her hair done' and bitched when he didn't know. Oh he knew, knew to the very point the stupid wench made one side half an inch longer then the other. He just didn't say anything.
"Would she?" He asked, doubting that the woman would be in any rush to throw herself some kind of fuckin' party. Taichi listened and then grew a very dull look on his face. Was the boy retard-... Oh wait. He never told him about that. "What? Nah. Boy yer thinkin' about humans. Female wolves go through somethin different, other then bleedin' and shit. Mean theres a lil... But bitches go through a mating season, somewhere between winter springish. Give or take a few weeks. Female lets out a pheromone... Think back. Do ya remember the wench smelling oddly good for some reason?" He said it in a suggestive manner. However he doubted that Ren would catch on.
"Isn’t that all the more reason to celebrate it now? We missed out for the many years of it’s uprising in the human world, at the very least I’d like to celebrate it with my family together." Not just sit in a room with a tree with the boys watching netflix. That’d just be boring. She wanted a somewhat genuine experience.
"It’s growing colder out and I do not wish to send you out in the snow for fear of your insistent complaining that would surely proceed it. The sooner you get it done, the soon you can acquire this page of numbers once more." Though he did bring up a valid point. The boys would be more difficult to get together than celebrating it in general. "Perhaps Ren wouldn’t be so princess like if you weren’t attempting to control his life whenever you felt the need to. As for Kiba, I’m sure I can find him somewhere. He never ignores his mother because he loves me and it’s called ‘Christmas’. Not ‘thing’."
"Well gee, let me think of all the things I'd rather celebrate. Death certainly comes to mind," this sounded stupid in Taichis opinion. Whatever happened to all the old, fun customs. Like sacrificing the oldest child for the good of the pack or eating humans. Now those were the days. But lately it seemed like the mundane species were overruling much of the once enjoyable traditions. He missed his secluded home. Living in the city was becoming unbearable.
"Are ya looking or a specific kind of tree or what?" Most of them looked ugly as fuck with no leaves on it. He doubted that was what she was after. And it would be hell or high water before he'd go out again. "But if i'm getting this fuckin' thing you are dealing with the one I pick. You don't like it ya can take yer skinny ass out there and get it yourself." Those were his terms. He wasn't about to run all over this godforsaken place looking for a tree. "I ain't controlling his life. Just reminding him of what shit he needs to do. And as for Kiba. Good. Fucking. Luck."
"Tch. Hardly, ya’ve gotten fat since ya got dug outta the ground. Look at that gut—- y’know what that is? Too much Dexter and pizza." He said as he jabbed his fingers into his father’s stomach to show that his abs were now wedged behind a layer of squishiness. Fatass. Not that Ren was one to judge, but he still went to the gym more than his father did that’s for sure.
Ren raised an eyebrow at his father confused by what he was saying. Anything different? No. Not that he could think of. The only pregnant woman he had been around was May and she hadn’t acted any different either. “Aight one, ya ain’t even been ‘round her for ages, two, she hasn’t been acting any different ‘n three, don’t fuckin’ smell her ya nutjob. Yer full of shit.”
"I always gain weight in winter, falls off come spring," he muttered, hissing a bit when his kid jabbed his fingers into his stomach. The food in this era was definitely richer, more enjoyable. But come the heat he was outside. Now it was just cold and gross. Snow really was a terrible thing. Taichi still relied on his high metabolism. Allowed him to eat whatever the fuck he wanted without much thought.Mio was always organic meat and shit like that. Skinny bitch.
Taichi pursed his lips, a quick shrug of his shoulders at his sons response. "Aight. One, she just kicked me out of yer apartment boy. I saw the wench 10 minutes ago. Two, her face is puffy and her tits got bigger since the last time. Happened to yer Ma when she was carryin' you. And three, ya kinda breath in scents even when ya don't fuckin' wanna. I can smell 'er on you right now."
"Good luck with that. Careful now, yer fake limbs’ll break apart if y’aint careful." Ren gave his father a look of disgust at the words he spoke. As if Ren knocked her up, they were— no okay they weren’t careful, but no matter. "Just ‘cause ya married fer the mating and appearances doesn’t mean I’m gunna. Keyanna is beautiful to me ‘n has a personality I like, plus we got shit in common. Sorry to tell ya but yer gunna have to keep yer hussy to yerself."
"There’s no pup, ain’t got any idea what yer talkin’ ‘bout there gramps. Ya must be imaginin’ shit."
"Dead or not, remember to watch yerself boy. I can still put ya right in yer place," Taichi chuckled, but was a bit amused at the thought of being challenged by his son. He was curious as to how the boy would fair. After all most of his training was done during Taichis absence. His next comment had his attention again. A soft smirk growing against his face. Beautiful his ass. Damned woman looked just like Rokurou.
Seemed his son however was in for a rude awakening. "Uh how about ya check yerself there boy. I just saw the wench, more importantly, I could smell 'er. Sure ya don't notice anything different? 'Er scent isn't a lil... spicier?"
"Validation needed to be put in place if you’re going to be a ‘scrooge’ about this whole ordeal foolish man." Not that Mio was ready to just pop another child out of there. Could she even do that anymore? Technically she was dead and well, made of clay or something. She couldn’t recall entirely how this all worked.
"That doesn’t mean we cannot delve into their culture for a couple days. It isn’t as if participating in the festivities will change our species to an inferior race, correct? So there is no harm now go get the tree." Mio crossed her arms over her chest, frowning at her husband. He was clearly more interested in dinner. She approached the book when he reached the deliver pages and tore it out without warning. "I want a real tree. The fake ones in the store smell of imperfection. You can order out when you get me my tree."
"We've been dead for the last hundred years. Whats the point in celebrating something now," he nearly snarled at her when she snatched the piece of paper from the book. His dark blue eyes whirling in on her, the crumpled thing held against her chest. God damn it.
"Why the fuck does it gotta be now? There ain't even that white shit on the ground yet." However it had gotten rather cold. Even so that the demon wore a sweater half the time. He pouted, wanting nothing more then to order and sit with his pizza. Why the fuck did she have to be so demanding all the damn time. "Good luck gettin' those boys over here to celebrate anything. Rens been a little princess lately, and Kibas fucked off to lord knows where. They ain't gonna come to yer little human celebration...thing."
"I already found a nice girl and she does exactly what I like which means not givin’ ya the password ‘n kickin’ ya outta the house when yer oversteppin’ yer welcome numb nuts. And it ain’t my fault that ya tried to take her chocolate, she ain’t even share it with me. Just ‘cause she ain’t up to yer standards ain’t mean she ain’t up to mine."
"I’ll put off havin’ kids fer as long as I can, thanks so till then I’ll be as sassy as I please. What are ya gunna do, ground me?"
"Nah. I prefer just old fashioned beating," he smirked a bit, until he heard the comment that his son made. So that was his issue? He got a confused look for a second, before arching an eyebrow. "Eh? And here I thought ya were bein' all heroic and marryin' her cause ya knocked 'er up or some shit. Woman ain't got nothin' appealing otherwise," he remarked shrugging his shoulders.
"So if it ain't yers, whos pup is the broad carrying then," the male wolf was once again genuinely confused.
Pretty red he—— oh fuck. He almost forgot about her. After her encounter with Keyanna he was sure she was out of his life for good. But really, really, that was his reasoning?
"…………."
"Just fer that, I’m changin’ the password. Ciao fuckface.”
"Hold on. That ain't very fuckin' nice there boy. Just tryin' to get you a nice girl is all. One that would give me the netflix password, let me have some of her chocolate bar and not slam the door on my face... A true daughter in law," he frowned recalling his prior attempt at Rens house with the female.
"Ya keep being so sassy, its gonna come around. Ya just wait until you have kids."
"I regret to inform you that despite my efforts it would be to no fault of my own if the child came out sassy. It’s merely in my genetic material. As the teens would say—- tough shit.” Mio said feeling rather proud of herself for using a teen colloquialism.
"I wish to partake in the human tradition of Christmas which requires a tree, a goose, and a fat demon dressed in red. I can slaughter a goose myself, but a tree is rather heavy. I need you to acquire it and place it in our home."
"Excuses." However like hell Taichi wanted another child. He could hardly handle the two boys he had. What if the third one was worse? Then again. Mio was getting pretty old. Could she even have children? Everything had to be dusty up there by now.
"A human tradition? Oi. Last time I checked we weren't fuckin' human," he muttered, flipping through the phone book, trying to find the pizza place that had delivery. He'd have to cook his own dinner tonight. "If its heavy just get a smaller fuckin' tree."
"Hmm… Well when ya put it that way, ya better speak quicker ‘cause I’m already losin’ interest old man."
"You need to call the pretty red head that daddy picked for you... as well as I need the password to your netflix."
"If it’s not important, I don’t care."
"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't fuckin' important. And anything that involves our family is something ya really aught to care about."
"No. The reason I had to endure such agony was because you insisted that the name needed to live on through your sons that would be born and as we can already see that turned out swimmingly and according to plan."
"Now get me my tree. I do not wish to ask the boys. It will be far less daunting to get you to to do it."
"..." In all honesty he thought about putting them back in there, but he didn't think it worked that way. Even with that said he still frowned, glaring at his wife. "Well how about ya pop out something a little more useful... And not so sassy."
"What the fuck do ya need a tree for anyway woman?"
"Boy. We need to have a lil chat."
"If I do not receive my tree, then you shall starve."
"Tch. Make one of the boys do it. Ain't that the whole reason behind havin' children? So they can do shit for you..."
"Taichi, I require a tree."
"Yea well I require dinner."
"Whats with the fuckin' baby boom? Ya'll seem like ya can't keep yer fuckin' legs together. Bunch of fuckin' rabbits. I got two, and thats all I need." Wouldn't touch that old bat with a ten foot pole anyway.