OOC: By the way, WIP on Ash’s new look in the manga style.
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OOC: he looks like a she.
OOC: Honestly, I just accepted that as part of his character at this point.
Heather:" It’s your choice go to bed and have mine and daddy’s love and affection or don’t and get nothing, your choice."
OOC: that seems a bit cruel.
OOC: yeah I sort of thought so as soon as I pushed the reply button, but seriously do you know how hard it is to get a little kid to sleep? It’s pretty hard. Plus I need to go to bed really soon.
John begrudgingly follows Heather to bed.
Heather lays down in bed," Thank you John, sorry for being so cruel." She then falls asleep.
OOC: gtg to bed, goodnight
He lays besides her, mommy will still love me right?
There was a knock on Oliver’s door.
He rushed to open it.
There was a small breeze, but no one was there.
“Ash!?” He called out in desperation.
“Who’s at the door, sweetie?” he heard behind him.
He turns.
He was standing there, smiling. His metal collar was replaced by a choker and he had a few scratches and cuts on his clothes with marks on his skin.
Oliver hugged him excitedly, “You’re back!”
He embraced him. “Easy, teddy bear, I’m still a bit sore,” he said in a pained voice. Whether it was mocked or real was hard to tell.
“are you okay?”
“I mean, I made it back here at least. I’ll be fine, just need to rest a bit. Time heals all wounds, after all. Speaking of which, how long have I been gone?”