Michael: *grits his teeth* I haven't DONE anything Sir. With all due respect you have no reason to whip me. *sounds almost mocking with the "with all due respect."*
Michael: *stumbles and runs, whimpering* *doesnt know how quick the count is* *just hopes his age has made him slow, since he himself is exhausted and can barely even keep up a normal running pace*
Tresha: Book are awesome. *grabs the Alice in wonderland stuff*
Michael: *groans, forcing himself to run again* *reaches the wall and starts climbing, but his grip slips and he falls* *landing on his head and stunning himself, nearly passing out*
Tresha: What?! *grabs Flauros* We have to run back, now.
Michael: *tries to sit up, his head is spinning* *looks behind and sees the count is free* *panics and stand up, stumbling, grabbing the wall as tight as he can, straining to try pull himself up and climb again*
Tresha: *pegs it along side him, panting slightly*
Michael: *cries out, curling up to protect himself, hiding his face against his knees to that doesn't get cut* *is sweating, from fear and panic, and also from the earlier exertion* Please! Have mercy!
Tresha: Flauros will get him *takes her hand, squeezing it gently* You'll be okay..
Michael: *pales* No.. S-sir please!!! *struggles to climb to his feet, shaking a lot, gasping in pain, his eyes watering* *is starting to hyperventilate too*
Michael: *so time skip to after the disciplining* *is shaking, very pale from blood loss and trauma, but also looks quite sick and nauseated* *is curled up tight again, he's barely even awake anymore* *he can't move he's that tired..*
Tresha: Shhh shhhh.. *strokes her hair gently* It's okay.. You're okay.. Does anyone know about giving birth?
Michael: *whimpers, his ears twitching towards the noise* *frowns, wondering if he's hallucinating* *remembers that Flauros is an angel and wonders if he's dying and Flauros is just coming to steal his soul or whatever it is Angels do* *whispers, because he can't shout* Flauros..
Tresha: *watches them leave* *squeezes Alys' hand gently*
Michael: *watches him hit the floor* *is slick with sweat* *shaking, tries to push himself to his feet, panting heavily and gasping* *collapses, whimpering* One of them is a white and black tiger.. One is like a fox.. He has patterns on his shoulders.. *curls up, head heavy* One is blue and black and grey and purple and weird.. One is short with red across his eyes..
Michael: *is unconscious in his arms, his life blood draining away* *hes bruised from the counts abuse, and bloodied from the whipping and from his leg*
Michael: *hes also lost quite a bit of weight while he was at the counts* *his leg heals up, as do the cuts in his back, however they are slightly scared* *his exhaustion passes though* *whimpers, opening his eyes, hugging himself gently, nauseated* F-Flauros..?
Michael: *grabs his shoulder, standing up on his own* *looks at the furries, he's still pissed off at them* *but he has priorities* *runs to the house, somewhat wobbily* *he doesn't care that he still looks terrible*
Michael: *walks in the door, going straight to Alys' side* *kneels beside her, holding her spare hand in one of his, slipping his arm around her shoulders gently* How much further does the baby need to move?
Michael: *decides that Archer is a good distraction to get attention away from himself for a bit* *leans his head against the wall, closing his eyes* *his hands are shaking very very slightly, he's still in shock after all* *breathes normally, trying to organise his thoughts*
*archer looks away as Alys starts feeding the baby * Archer: so uh.. I'm sorry about what we did to you.. I know it is horrible but we were in heat and then our basic animal instincts kick in.. It happens to all true furries and I'm sorry.. I will do whatever you tell me to
Alys: o okay.. Y you seem nice. *looks at the baby* I was d dreading having a baby but.. Look at her.. She's perfect
Archer : she is.. *smiles gently* what shall we call her?
Michael: *swallows, looking at Flauros, sniffling* T-the count.. You r-rememb-ber you.. Explained that s-sometimes people unw-willingly.. *shudders, hugging himself, struggling to talk past the lump in his throat* *shakes his head, curling up in a foetal position*
Michael: *takes a deep breath, closing his eyes* *hugs her gently, resting his face against her head despite the fur* *murmurs* What snack do you want Alys?
Michael: *is tossing and turning, screaming in his sleep, drenched in sweat but he can't wake up* *people can probably hear his screaming* *hes entangled in his covers which isn't helping his panic*
Michael: *is fighting his covers as best he can, which isn't very well* *hes gonna fall out of his bed if he isn't careful* *and yet there's no mist, if there was he'd have probably woken up*
Never understood how she could, Mean so little to so many Why does she mean everything to me?
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame? For all of my insecurities How did I ever let you go?
Questioning her good intention Jealousy's a bad invention When you push on glass, it's bound to break
Even when she was defensive, It just gave me more incentive The more you squeeze, the more it slips away
I never walked so far on a lonely street With no-one there for me Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame? For all of my insecurities How did I ever let you go?
Accept this confession! ...I'm walking on pins and needles You're not my possession! ...I'm walking on pins and needles My conscience is vicious! ...I'm walking on pins and needles And I'm begging forgiveness! ...I'm walking on pins and needles
I never walked so far on a lonely street, With no one there for me It took too long to see her in misery And now it's clear to me
That it's worth the pain, always take the blame For all your own insecurities How did I ever let you go?
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2800 of 4984 Newer› Newest»Furry 4: *hits him*
Flauros: what? *looks amised*
Michael: *stumbles, growling loudly*
*smashes his fist into Furry 4's face in return, firing one at his stomach*
Tresha: You aren't scary..
Count/ *struts into the room * what's going on? *is followed by kat*
Flauros: I've mellowed since I've known you
Michael: *sees the count and quickly flinches away from Furry 4, putting his hands behind his back to hide his bruised knuckles*
Tresha: you're cuddly now
*grins*
Count: well?
Furry 4: *looks ruffled*
Flauros: you've tamed me
Michael: *keeps his head bowed to hide his bloody lip*
Nothing Sir.
Tresha: Mmm. My pet fallen angel.
Count: you're lying to me.. Who started it?
Flauros; woof
Michael: *glares at Furry 4*
He did.
Tresha:
*laughs and grabs a few of her wall decorations*
Furry 1: no, you did
Flauros, *realises he doesn't have anything*
Michael: He swung first!
Tresha: Okay, I think that's everything..
*grabs a feather boa from the old dress up box and grins*
*wraps it around Flauros' neck*
Adorable.
Furry 4: you pushed me and called me name! M
Count: enough!
Flauros: *looks confused*
Michael: *glares at Furry 4, being quiet*
*keeps his head bowed*
Tresha: *kisses his cheek*
Shall we go to Alice's room? Get some things for her?
Count: do I have to punish you again Michael?
Flauros: okay *smiles*
Michael: *flinches, swallowing*
*doesnt quite manage to keep the fear out of his voice*
No sir..
Tresha: *goes into Alice's room, looking arouns*
Count: I honk you should be whipped
Flauros: what will se want?
Michael: *grits his teeth*
I haven't DONE anything Sir. With all due respect you have no reason to whip me.
*sounds almost mocking with the "with all due respect."*
Tresha: I'm not shre
Count: do you want a more severe punishment ?
Kat: michael..
Flauros: I'll gather some things ..
Michael: *grits his teeth*
No sir. I want punishment that actually fits my supposed misbehaviour SIR.
Tresha: Okay
*smiles*
Count: insolence! *grabs his arm*
Flauros: *gathers Alice's books*
Michael: Let GO!
*slaps him, hard*
*looks shocked that he did that, staring at his hand*
*looks at the count, going cold*
Tresha: *grabs Alice's pj's*
Count: why you.. *shakes with anger*
Furry 1: get your ass out of here Michael!
Kat; *grabs Michaels arm and runs*
Flauros: books are weird
Michael: *stumbles and runs, whimpering*
*doesnt know how quick the count is*
*just hopes his age has made him slow, since he himself is exhausted and can barely even keep up a normal running pace*
Tresha: Book are awesome.
*grabs the Alice in wonderland stuff*
Kat: faster!
*the two furries try to contain the count*
Flauros: never read one
Michael: *cant run faster*
*stumbles, pushing himself to his feet when he nearly falls, panting heavily already*
Tresha: you should do, they're amazing.
Kat: hurry up!
Flauros: I can't..
Michael: I can't!
*looks behind him, mentally thanking the two furries, knowing they'll be punished for doing so*
Tresha: you can't read?
Kat: escape here Michael
You need to
Flauros: *shakes head looking ashamed*
Michael: I-I will.
*keeps running as best he can, although he's exhausted and his legs are so heavy..*
Tresha: Huh. Okay, I'll read to you then.
Alice: *rings tresha*
Flauros: thank you
Michael: *whimpers, stumbling and falling*
*pushes himself up as quick as he can, his body shaking with the effort*
Tresha: *picks up*
Hey there Alice! What's up?
Alice: it's Alys..
Michael: *groans, forcing himself to run again*
*reaches the wall and starts climbing, but his grip slips and he falls*
*landing on his head and stunning himself, nearly passing out*
Tresha: what's happened?
*spunds worried now*
Alice: the baby is coming !!
Count: *breaks free*
*pulls out his gun*
Tresha: What?!
*grabs Flauros*
We have to run back, now.
Michael: *tries to sit up, his head is spinning*
*looks behind and sees the count is free*
*panics and stand up, stumbling, grabbing the wall as tight as he can, straining to try pull himself up and climb again*
Flauros: why? What happened
Count: *shoots him in the leg*
Kat; Michael!
Count: go to my room Kat.. *aims the gun at her* or dje
Kat: *looks stunned and slowly walks away*
Btw jai, I am really sorry
Anyways gotta go, byes
Tresha: Alys is giving birth.
Michael: *cries out and loses him grip, thudding onto his back*
*clutches his leg, putting pressure on the bullet wound to try stop the bleeding*
(Bye honey..)
Flauros: damn.. I'm going to get Michael
Count: *drags him to an empty room*
(Jack, you don't need to be sorry!)
Tresha: we don't know if she'll want him there Flauros.. Come get her comfy first, and ask if she wants him.
Michael: *is shaking, still trying to stem the flow, his sight fading in and out*
L-listen I'm sorry count please please..
*whimpers*
Please..
Flauros. Okay
Count: *gets his whip* I'm going to kill you
But first I'll make you suffer
Tresha: *grabs his hand and starts running back quickly*
Michael: *feels his chest tighten in panic*
Please Count! I didn't mean to slap you!
Flauros: *runs*
Count: no one ever hits me *strikes him with the whip*
Tresha: *pegs it along side him, panting slightly*
Michael: *cries out, curling up to protect himself, hiding his face against his knees to that doesn't get cut*
*is sweating, from fear and panic, and also from the earlier exertion*
Please! Have mercy!
Flauros: come on *runs faster*
*arrives at house*
Count: *whips him again*
Tresha: *bursts inside, running up to Alys' room*
*opens the door quickly*
Michael: *cries out, this is cutting his back*
PLEASE
Alys: *is on her bed surrounded by everyone *
Count: *stops*
Tresha: *runs to her side, dropping to her knees*
Alys, can we get you anything?
Michael: *whimpers, raising his head hopefully*
Alys: m Michael..
Flauros: for it *runs out* that boy..
Count: *takes off his belt*
*got it
Tresha: Flauros will get him
*takes her hand, squeezing it gently*
You'll be okay..
Michael: *pales*
No.. S-sir please!!!
*struggles to climb to his feet, shaking a lot, gasping in pain, his eyes watering*
*is starting to hyperventilate too*
Alys: *another contraction hits*
*gasps and whimpers*
Count: *disciplines him*
Michael: *so time skip to after the disciplining*
*is shaking, very pale from blood loss and trauma, but also looks quite sick and nauseated*
*is curled up tight again, he's barely even awake anymore*
*he can't move he's that tired..*
Tresha: Shhh shhhh..
*strokes her hair gently*
It's okay.. You're okay.. Does anyone know about giving birth?
Flauros: *barhes into the counts place, knocking out anyone who stops him *
Michael!!! *shifts and follows his scent*
Natani: I delivered my brother
*barks all the guys out
*mike and eval leave*
Michael: *whimpers, his ears twitching towards the noise*
*frowns, wondering if he's hallucinating*
*remembers that Flauros is an angel and wonders if he's dying and Flauros is just coming to steal his soul or whatever it is Angels do*
*whispers, because he can't shout* Flauros..
Tresha: *watches them leave*
*squeezes Alys' hand gently*
Flauros: *bursts into the room where he is*
*shifts*
Count: who the hell are you?
Flauros: your worst nightmare *punches him hard to knock him out *
Count: hits the flori*
Flauros: the baby is coming.. Round up the dads
Alys: *cries out in pain$
Natani: get towels flora!
Flora: *runs off*
Michael: *watches him hit the floor*
*is slick with sweat*
*shaking, tries to push himself to his feet, panting heavily and gasping*
*collapses, whimpering*
One of them is a white and black tiger.. One is like a fox.. He has patterns on his shoulders..
*curls up, head heavy*
One is blue and black and grey and purple and weird.. One is short with red across his eyes..
Tresha: hey.. It's okay..
Flauros: okay *runs off to et the furries*
Flora: *comes back with towels *
Natani: now breathe and push..
Alys: ^pusjes and screams*
Michael: *passes out, the pain and trauma and blood loss too much for him*
*he's still bleeding while unconscious*
Tresha: *jumps at the screaming, but squeezes her hand gently*
Shhh.. Come on Alys.:
Flauros; *has the furries and goes back to Michael *
*scoops him up* come on *leaves with the furries*
Alys: I c can't do this *squeezes her hand hard*
Michael: *is unconscious in his arms, his life blood draining away*
*hes bruised from the counts abuse, and bloodied from the whipping and from his leg*
Tresha: *flinches*
Yes you can! Just push!
Flauros: we need to make a stop first before this idiot dies *arrives and Inkys*
*goes inside and heals michael*
Furry 2: so are we free?
Flauros: yes..
Alys: *pushes and screams*
Michael: *hes also lost quite a bit of weight while he was at the counts*
*his leg heals up, as do the cuts in his back, however they are slightly scared*
*his exhaustion passes though*
*whimpers, opening his eyes, hugging himself gently, nauseated*
F-Flauros..?
Tresha: good girl, it's okay..
Flauros: Alys sent for you.. She's having the baby now *scoops him up*
Natani: come on Alys..
Michael: *grabs his shoulder, standing up on his own*
*looks at the furries, he's still pissed off at them*
*but he has priorities*
*runs to the house, somewhat wobbily*
*he doesn't care that he still looks terrible*
Tresha: you can do it.
Alys: *pushes and screams*
Natani/ I see the head..
*furries and Flauros run with michael*
Michael: *runs in through the open door*
*sees Mike and eval*
Where is she!
Tresha: Shhh, hey, keep going, breathe..
*alys screams*
Eval; *points to door* Michaels the only guy allowed in there
Furry 3: but what if it's my kid?
Mike: they'll call you in after
Alys: *pushes again, losing evergy*
Michael: *walks in the door, going straight to Alys' side*
*kneels beside her, holding her spare hand in one of his, slipping his arm around her shoulders gently*
How much further does the baby need to move?
Tresha: *looks worried about Alys*
Alys: m Michael ..
Natani: one final push..
Alys: *pushes and screams*
*baby tiger cries*
Flora; *gently picks up baby and wraps it up* awww it's archer's baby.. *habds the baby to alys*
Alys: *breathes and cradles the baby*
*cries silently*
Tresha: There you go!
*smiles, squeezing her hand gently*
You did it!
Michael: *squeezes her shoulder gently*
Alys.. Archer is here. If you want to see him..
Alys: h he is?
Baby: *cries*
Natani: *leaves and points to furry 1* it's yours
Archer: *looks shocked* um..
Natani; you have responsibilities now
Archers: I ikay *looks nervous*
Michael: Yeah.
*looks down at the small tiger human baby*
He'll probably want to see his child.
Alys: y you came b back.,,
Archer: *comes in sheepishly*
Michael: If Flauros hadn't got me out..
*flinches*
Yeah. I came back.
Tresha: *looks at him*
Archer?
Alys: t thank you *cradles the baby€
Archer: that's me *tail is tucked between his legs$
Tresha: *squares up to him*
You better respect her, okay. She needs support and care. If you aren't willing to give that..
*nods to the door*
Michael: it's fine.
*looks at the baby*
So.. Tiger?
Archer; yes miss *walks up to the bed and stares at the small tiger*
Alys: *shrinks back a bit *
Michael: *squeezes her shoulders gently, glaring up at Archer*
Don't worry Alys. He won't hurt you.
Archer: *coughs* I apologise .. I will take my responsibilities as a father seriously *looks scared at the prospect of being a dad*
Michael: You look like you're going to pee yourself.
Alys: do you want to hold her?
Archer: *nods an gulps*
*holds the baby*
Michael: *watches him suspiciously*
*moves his arm from around Alys' shoulders, leaning back against the wall now*
Alys: s support her head
Archer: *hilds her closely*
Alys: *looks at Michael *
Michael: *decides that Archer is a good distraction to get attention away from himself for a bit*
*leans his head against the wall, closing his eyes*
*his hands are shaking very very slightly, he's still in shock after all*
*breathes normally, trying to organise his thoughts*
Alys: a are you okay Michael?
Michael: *opens his eyes, looking at her*
Yeah
*smiles weakly*
Alys: *gets out of bed* you need rest.. I suspect you didn't g get much when you w were away..
Archer: *sits on the bed and stares at the baby*
*cant get over how small and cute it is*
*and it's his*
Michael: *pushes her back into the bed*
You literally just gave birth. Stay down. I'll be fine until tonight.
Alys: okay.. If you're hungry or anything a ask..
Michael: Rest, Alys. You literally just gave birth. Sleep, hug your baby, figure out its sex.
Archer: it's a girl..
Michael: A girl..
*nods*
You and Archer should decide on a name.
Archer: okay *looks to alys*
Michael: *also looks at Alys*
Alys: *thinks*
Michael: *shrugs and let's them both think about names*
*looks at the door*
I should leave you two to spend time with your kid.
*tresha slipped out earlier*
Alys: o okay... Come b back in a bit.. *look at her lap*
Michael: Sure.
*glares at Archer then exits to room, going down stairs*
*sits at the table, forehead pressed against the wood*
Tresha: *returns with all that stuff her and Flauros had got earlier*
Archer: so..
Alys: so.. *baby starts crying*
P pass her here..
*archer looks away as Alys starts feeding the baby *
Archer: so uh.. I'm sorry about what we did to you.. I know it is horrible but we were in heat and then our basic animal instincts kick in.. It happens to all true furries and I'm sorry.. I will do whatever you tell me to
Alys: o okay.. Y you seem nice. *looks at the baby* I was d dreading having a baby but.. Look at her.. She's perfect
Archer : she is.. *smiles gently* what shall we call her?
Alys: I like t the name Charlotte..
Archer: little Charlotte
Flauros: *go michael* you okay?
Michael: *shudders, choking back a sob as it all hits him properly*
*shakes*
Flauros: hey... Buddy what's wrong?
Michael: *swallows, shaking his head*
*gasps and shudders, actually starting to sob now*
Tresha: *mouths to flauros*
*I'll take the stuff up, you help him*
Flauros. *nods* *to michael* speak about it??
Michael: *swallows, looking at Flauros, sniffling*
T-the count.. You r-rememb-ber you.. Explained that s-sometimes people unw-willingly..
*shudders, hugging himself, struggling to talk past the lump in his throat*
*shakes his head, curling up in a foetal position*
Alys: *walks downstairs and just caught that*
*gasps*
Michael: *looks up, seeing Alys*
*curses loudly, wiping at his eyes, standing up straight*
*swallows*
You're meant to be resting..
Alys: I came down here f for a snack
Michael... I'm sorry t that happened *hugs him* I its okay
Michael: *flinches slightly at the physical contact and stands there somewhat awkwardly*
What do you want for a snack..?
Alys: you d don't have to a act all strong..
Michael: *takes a deep breath, closing his eyes*
*hugs her gently, resting his face against her head despite the fur*
*murmurs*
What snack do you want Alys?
Alys: j just an apple..
Michael: *lets go and fetches her an apple*
*holds it out for her*
*nods towards the stairs*
How are things going?
Alys: thank you... *takes a bite * b better than I thought a actually
Michael: Good. At least now you won't have to worry about the baby having a dad. Guess you've got a happy family now.
Alys; w well.. I don't like a archer like that...
Michael: *grabs a bottle of j20, removing the lid using the side*
You don't?
*sips his J20*
Alys; n no
(AMERICAN FRIENDS! FINDING DORY COMES OUT LATER IN THE UK THAN IN THE US! PLEASE NO SPOILERS!!!)
Michael: Huh.
*sips his J20, watching her, thinking*
Alys; you s staying ?
Michael: I might stick around..
Alys: *tries not to smile* r really ?
Michael: Yeah.. I mean.. Safety in numbers. I could try it out for a bit.
Alys: o okay
Michael: Plus I have no supplies anymore.
Alys: t true.. Michael? You d don't have to hide your h hurt
Michael: *looks down at the bottle, not wanting to meet her eyes*
But I will do anyway.
Alys: y you can rely o on me
Michael: *nods, continuing to stare at the bottle*
*sets it on the side*
I should find a room.
Alys: s shall I show you ?
Michael: Sure. All I'll need is a bed, I haven't anything else really so I won't need any storage.
Alys/ *takes his hand *!t this way
Michael: *looks down at their hands, following her*
*its fluffy*
Alys: *leads him to a spare room* I is this okay?
Michael: *its a small room, bare, with a bed that has the sheets folded at the bottom*
Yeah, this'll work.
Alys; I'll d do the sheets for you..
Michael: that's fine, I've got it.
*grabs the mattress sheet, starting to make the bed*
Alys: o okay.. Do you need anything?
Michael: I should be fine thank you.
Alys; okay.. *looks tiref* you k know where to find me..
Michael: go sleep Alys..
Alys; okay *hugs him quickly before going back to bed*
Michael: *goes back to making the bed after she's left, ignoring how painfully bland the room is*
Alys; goes into her room*
Archer: hey.. Shall I look after Charlotte whilst you sleep
AlysS a are you sure?
Michael: *eventually finished making his bed*
Alys. *falls asleep *
Michael: *also falls asleep, abiet a very bad sleep full of nightmares*
Alys: *wakes up *
Archer: *is in the corner with Charlotte *
Michael: *is tossing and turning, screaming in his sleep, drenched in sweat but he can't wake up*
*people can probably hear his screaming*
*hes entangled in his covers which isn't helping his panic*
Alys: *hears michael* m Michael?! *runs to his room*
Michael: *is fighting his covers as best he can, which isn't very well*
*hes gonna fall out of his bed if he isn't careful*
*and yet there's no mist, if there was he'd have probably woken up*
Alys; *kneels beside him* shhhh
Michael: *cries out loudly*
*his face is a mask of terror*
Alys; *strokes his hair*
Michael: *gasps, jerking awake at the contact, eyes wide and petrified, panicked*
Alys: I its only me..
Michael: *gasps, shaking, gulping down air like a drowning man*
*closes his eyes, tense, whimpering*
*breathes carefully*
Alys: *touches his arm*
Michael: *shivers, flinches at the touch, opening his eyes*
*his voice is hoarse from screaming*
Hi..
Alys: a are you okay?
(Goodnight)
Michael: *nods despite the tears in his eyes*
Yeah, course. What's wrong?
(Night..)
Jai?
(Yeah Jack?)
I'm really sorry but please
Chloe, ring her, text her, tell her to message me
(What's happened?)
I don't want to say here, I'd tell you
Just please...
(I'll try..)
Thank you so much
And tell her I love her
(It would appear she is in a mood)
I know... Wait I have you on Skype?
(It would appear she is in a mood and has decided not to talk about it to either you or me and is instead stubbornly going to sleep.)
Thank you for trying...
(I feel like maybe you possibly did something which might have annoyed her slightly?)
I did, I messed up
I don't want to say here though
(Give my phone time to download Skype then.)
You don't have to
I just thought you may be able to talk to her...
(Why am I awake so early?)
Never understood how she could,
Mean so little to so many
Why does she mean everything to me?
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
Questioning her good intention
Jealousy's a bad invention
When you push on glass, it's bound to break
Even when she was defensive,
It just gave me more incentive
The more you squeeze, the more it slips away
I never walked so far on a lonely street
With no-one there for me
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
Accept this confession! ...I'm walking on pins and needles
You're not my possession! ...I'm walking on pins and needles
My conscience is vicious! ...I'm walking on pins and needles
And I'm begging forgiveness! ...I'm walking on pins and needles
I never walked so far on a lonely street,
With no one there for me
It took too long to see her in misery
And now it's clear to me
That it's worth the pain, always take the blame
For all your own insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
Michael: *nods despite the tears in his eyes*
Yeah, course.. I'm fine. What's wrong?
(Boop)
Alys: m Michael.. *hugs him*
(Boop!)
Michael: *winces at the contact, he's not entirely comfortable with physical contact at the moment*
*hugs her back*
How is the baby..?
Alys: she's fine.. Her n name is Charlotte
Michael: Charlotte.. That's a nice name.
Alys: do you want to hold h her?
Michael: Me? I thought only the mum and dad were meant to hold the baby?
Alys: I trust you.. If you want to
Michael: But I'm not its parent..?
Alys: anyone c can hold the baby if they're careful
Michael: Oh.. Sure then.
Alys; come on.. *stands up*
(I dedicate this page to Jack
He may drive me round the bend at times but I love him and couldn't be without him )
Michael: *stands up*
*hes still wearing the tattered uniform for the counts which really doesn't hide much anymore, it's hardly even staying on*
Alys: y you need new clothes..
Michael: I'll get some later..
Alys: I c can make you some?
Michael: Make?
Alys: y yes
Michael: I didn't know you could make clothing.
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