He pats her back, “You should talk with Antonio and your mother, but if you ever need a talk with me, I’ve always got the time for my daughter.”
She nips a bite at the tip of their nose, “I… I won’t, not yet, Lamby~” She flips them over, putting her on top.
“I learned the recipe from Felix, it’s almost done. Promise.”
"I'm fine.."
He sticks his tongue out. "So?...~"
"Who's he?" she asks as she sits down, humming
“No you aren’t, you decided to tell your overprotective father about this.” He begins leading her inside the house.
She kisses him passionately, closing her eyes. (Good end, here ya go.)
The sound of metal grinding against stone can be heard coming from a run down shack in the woods.
“Consider him my brother, he’s family, my first friend here, and one of the only friends I’ve had for quite some time. I didn’t have much more family than him for a while.”
He pats her back, “You should talk with Antonio and your mother, but if you ever need a talk with me, I’ve always got the time for my daughter.”
She nips a bite at the tip of their nose, “I… I won’t, not yet, Lamby~” She flips them over, putting her on top.
“I learned the recipe from Felix, it’s almost done. Promise.”
"I'm fine.."
He sticks his tongue out. "So?...~"
"Who's he?" she asks as she sits down, humming
“No you aren’t, you decided to tell your overprotective father about this.” He begins leading her inside the house.
She kisses him passionately, closing her eyes. (Good end, here ya go.)
The sound of metal grinding against stone can be heard coming from a run down shack in the woods.
“Consider him my brother, he’s family, my first friend here, and one of the only friends I’ve had for quite some time. I didn’t have much more family than him for a while.”
"I ain't saying anything!"
Weemin comes to investigate, holding a lantern and a rusty short sword
"Oh, he sounds nice!"
“You don’t have to, because if you don’t, I will.”
The door to the shack is open, and working on sharpening a massive cleaver within is a mountain of a man, the rusted cleaver being slowly brought back to sharpness as he works.
“He’s amazing, you need to meet him. He’s going to be my best man.” He puts down the bowl of soup in front fo them.
He pats her back, “You should talk with Antonio and your mother, but if you ever need a talk with me, I’ve always got the time for my daughter.”
She nips a bite at the tip of their nose, “I… I won’t, not yet, Lamby~” She flips them over, putting her on top.
“I learned the recipe from Felix, it’s almost done. Promise.”
"I'm fine.."
He sticks his tongue out. "So?...~"
"Who's he?" she asks as she sits down, humming
“No you aren’t, you decided to tell your overprotective father about this.” He begins leading her inside the house.
She kisses him passionately, closing her eyes. (Good end, here ya go.)
The sound of metal grinding against stone can be heard coming from a run down shack in the woods.
“Consider him my brother, he’s family, my first friend here, and one of the only friends I’ve had for quite some time. I didn’t have much more family than him for a while.”
"I ain't saying anything!"
Weemin comes to investigate, holding a lantern and a rusty short sword
"Oh, he sounds nice!"
“You don’t have to, because if you don’t, I will.”
The door to the shack is open, and working on sharpening a massive cleaver within is a mountain of a man, the rusted cleaver being slowly brought back to sharpness as he works.
“He’s amazing, you need to meet him. He’s going to be my best man.” He puts down the bowl of soup in front fo them.
"I'm going to become the first padfoot to commit patricide..."
She lights up, smiling "Hi!! You fix old stuff?"
"I'll have to meet him, then, see if he's up for the task." She sniffs it deeply, drooling
“Oh my sweet little daughter, I highly doubt you’ll be the first, and I think Saphuno would Romeo and Juliet herself if that happened.”
The man turns, a bag over his head hiding everything but his emerald eyes, soft and piercing. He nods, patting the ground next to him for them to sit nearby in silence.
He passes them a spoon, kissing their cheek, “Eat up, and enjoy every bite.”
“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
She crosses her arms, huffing
"Nuhuh." she blushes a bit
She takes a moment, letting out a silent 'wow', analyzing the flavor.
He gets Saphuno and Antonio, the latter rather confused what’s up, especially so when he sees Domino, sitting next to them.
“Well, then how’d ya find yer way out here?” He asks, curious.
Savory like any soup should be, the texture just right, with veges and meats and anything that could be asked for.
“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
She crosses her arms, huffing
"Nuhuh." she blushes a bit
She takes a moment, letting out a silent 'wow', analyzing the flavor.
He gets Saphuno and Antonio, the latter rather confused what’s up, especially so when he sees Domino, sitting next to them.
“Well, then how’d ya find yer way out here?” He asks, curious.
Savory like any soup should be, the texture just right, with veges and meats and anything that could be asked for.
"What now?" Saphuno looks concerned.
Domino just sits there.
"I heard your machiney thingie!"
"This... is incredible..."
“Domino thinks she’s pregnant.” He sits down on the couch, holding his head in his hands.
He nods, looking down at his sharpening tool, “Do you want ta examine it?”
He chuckles “I was hoping you would think that, took all my years of experience to get it right.”
“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
She crosses her arms, huffing
"Nuhuh." she blushes a bit
She takes a moment, letting out a silent 'wow', analyzing the flavor.
He gets Saphuno and Antonio, the latter rather confused what’s up, especially so when he sees Domino, sitting next to them.
“Well, then how’d ya find yer way out here?” He asks, curious.
Savory like any soup should be, the texture just right, with veges and meats and anything that could be asked for.
"What now?" Saphuno looks concerned.
Domino just sits there.
"I heard your machiney thingie!"
"This... is incredible..."
“Domino thinks she’s pregnant.” He sits down on the couch, holding his head in his hands.
He nods, looking down at his sharpening tool, “Do you want ta examine it?”
He chuckles “I was hoping you would think that, took all my years of experience to get it right.”
"Oh..." she sighs, fluttering her lips
"Sure!" she stands up eagerly, coming to look clsoer at it
"It was worth the wait.." she smiles and starts to eat it slowly, savoring it
“Following right in our footsteps, and I’ve gotta say, I’m a little disappointed that they did.”
It seems similar to a grindstone, though moved by the strength of the man, built with his massive cleaver in mind.
He smiles back at them, sitting down and resting in his recliner, closing his eyes as he reclines.
*Hey Wendi, good see you buddy, love deeply.*
“Dominant woman who fell for some simple charms, pregnant before marriage, sounds like Saphuno to me.”
At his hesitation, her head lowers, “Oh… s-sorry, I thought that’s what you were suggesting…”
He laughs, “The celestial soup is almost ready, just a few more minutes, then you’ll get a meal you will truly enjoy.”
*Cut for Salem.*
He pats her back, “You should talk with Antonio and your mother, but if you ever need a talk with me, I’ve always got the time for my daughter.”
She nips a bite at the tip of their nose, “I… I won’t, not yet, Lamby~” She flips them over, putting her on top.
“I learned the recipe from Felix, it’s almost done. Promise.”
“No you aren’t, you decided to tell your overprotective father about this.” He begins leading her inside the house.
She kisses him passionately, closing her eyes. (Good end, here ya go.)
The sound of metal grinding against stone can be heard coming from a run down shack in the woods.
“Consider him my brother, he’s family, my first friend here, and one of the only friends I’ve had for quite some time. I didn’t have much more family than him for a while.”
“You don’t have to, because if you don’t, I will.”
The door to the shack is open, and working on sharpening a massive cleaver within is a mountain of a man, the rusted cleaver being slowly brought back to sharpness as he works.
“He’s amazing, you need to meet him. He’s going to be my best man.” He puts down the bowl of soup in front fo them.
“Oh my sweet little daughter, I highly doubt you’ll be the first, and I think Saphuno would Romeo and Juliet herself if that happened.”
The man turns, a bag over his head hiding everything but his emerald eyes, soft and piercing. He nods, patting the ground next to him for them to sit nearby in silence.
He passes them a spoon, kissing their cheek, “Eat up, and enjoy every bite.”
*Cut for Salem.*
“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
He gets Saphuno and Antonio, the latter rather confused what’s up, especially so when he sees Domino, sitting next to them.
“Well, then how’d ya find yer way out here?” He asks, curious.
Savory like any soup should be, the texture just right, with veges and meats and anything that could be asked for.
“Domino thinks she’s pregnant.” He sits down on the couch, holding his head in his hands.
He nods, looking down at his sharpening tool, “Do you want ta examine it?”
He chuckles “I was hoping you would think that, took all my years of experience to get it right.”
“Following right in our footsteps, and I’ve gotta say, I’m a little disappointed that they did.”
It seems similar to a grindstone, though moved by the strength of the man, built with his massive cleaver in mind.
He smiles back at them, sitting down and resting in his recliner, closing his eyes as he reclines.