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Hi ! This is an RP blog for a BSD OC :
Oscar Wilde ! (He/him)
I'll edit this later since it's nearly 4am and i got school tomorrow. I might change some stuff later on like names but in the meantime, here's some brief info about him.
Mod is @arsonist-lullabye ! finally confident enough to put it here-
"Oscar...hi."
Sigma approaches the Oscar with a box! It's a really cute box, with a purple lace.
blink blink.
you're supposed to be in the sky. why are you down ?
"Because I wanted to see you.."
he gives a little smile. and reaches up to pat his head like he'd pet a kitty.
you saw me now.
He smiles.
"I baked some cookies for you."
that is a very easy way to get his face to light up.
chocolate chip ones ? really ? i swear to god if you are tricking me....
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
If you were a toddler I'd simply take you to the rocking chair.
Now listen to papa and close your eyes
restless tossing and turning. he's tempted to just bite fukuzawa. but he won't.
he instead moves to let his head dangle off the bed. closer to fuku
"Oscar...hi."
Sigma approaches the Oscar with a box! It's a really cute box, with a purple lace.
blink blink.
you're supposed to be in the sky. why are you down ?
"Because I wanted to see you.."
he gives a little smile. and reaches up to pat his head like he'd pet a kitty.
you saw me now.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
You can do them in the morning love. Growing boys need sleep.
no. some things are time sensitive and you know it. the crayons i have reserved won't be as tasty later.
*laying him in his bed*
They'll have to wait anyway. Do you want a story?
stories are beneath me. i need better entertainment.
eepy and cranky. trying not to let his eyes close.
*he clicks on his nightlight and turns off the big light*
Okay crabby pants.
Roll over and papa will rub your back until you fall asleep
little headshake.
too touchy. no. i want....a gift.
What do you want duckie?
four thousand US dollars. they will buy me games and dolls.
No duckie.
No more playing around.
It's ni-night time
who made that up. i want a word with them.
Close your eyes
*he starts playing with Oscars hair*
your tricks are cheap, old man. it might work on toddlers, but not me.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
You can do them in the morning love. Growing boys need sleep.
no. some things are time sensitive and you know it. the crayons i have reserved won't be as tasty later.
*laying him in his bed*
They'll have to wait anyway. Do you want a story?
stories are beneath me. i need better entertainment.
eepy and cranky. trying not to let his eyes close.
*he clicks on his nightlight and turns off the big light*
Okay crabby pants.
Roll over and papa will rub your back until you fall asleep
little headshake.
too touchy. no. i want....a gift.
What do you want duckie?
four thousand US dollars. they will buy me games and dolls.
No duckie.
No more playing around.
It's ni-night time
who made that up. i want a word with them.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
You can do them in the morning love. Growing boys need sleep.
no. some things are time sensitive and you know it. the crayons i have reserved won't be as tasty later.
*laying him in his bed*
They'll have to wait anyway. Do you want a story?
stories are beneath me. i need better entertainment.
eepy and cranky. trying not to let his eyes close.
*he clicks on his nightlight and turns off the big light*
Okay crabby pants.
Roll over and papa will rub your back until you fall asleep
little headshake.
too touchy. no. i want....a gift.
What do you want duckie?
four thousand US dollars. they will buy me games and dolls.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
You can do them in the morning love. Growing boys need sleep.
no. some things are time sensitive and you know it. the crayons i have reserved won't be as tasty later.
*laying him in his bed*
They'll have to wait anyway. Do you want a story?
stories are beneath me. i need better entertainment.
eepy and cranky. trying not to let his eyes close.
*he clicks on his nightlight and turns off the big light*
Okay crabby pants.
Roll over and papa will rub your back until you fall asleep
little headshake.
too touchy. no. i want....a gift.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
You can do them in the morning love. Growing boys need sleep.
no. some things are time sensitive and you know it. the crayons i have reserved won't be as tasty later.
*laying him in his bed*
They'll have to wait anyway. Do you want a story?
stories are beneath me. i need better entertainment.
eepy and cranky. trying not to let his eyes close.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
You can do them in the morning love. Growing boys need sleep.
no. some things are time sensitive and you know it. the crayons i have reserved won't be as tasty later.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Oscar, you know better than to hit papa.
Stop that.
It's time for bed.
but i don't wanna go to bed ! it's boring ! there are many things i still wanna do !
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
*he pulls him back inside*
What do you think you're doing??
*holds him and carries him to his room. Trapped. *
god, can't a guy check the weather anymore ?? i was looking for rain !
hit hit hit hit hit hit. let him out of air jail !!
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
*he comes back in to check on him*
he freezes when the door opens. here he is, one foot in the window, looking at fukuzawa like it's somehow his fault.
take a picture, it'll last longer.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.
*he smiles at him and leaves*
foolish old man. there are noises in the bathroom. he is trying to open the bathroom window and escape irish style.
Glitter bomb.
AGAIN ?! NO !! ENOUGH !!!! I ALREADY SHOWERED THIS MORNING !
angrily stepping away. sneezing.
Oh dear...
papa ! do you not lock your damn doors ??
Locks do nothing on this most unholy of days duckie.
are tuesdays just cursed in this shit ass city.
No, but April first is the worst holiday
are you somehow responsible for this discord ? did one of your children invent it.
No baby. It's been around a while.
Do you want papa to wash your hair?
you won't know how with the lights off.
You can wear your swimsuit if you don't want me to see you
the duck swimsuit is only for special occasions. i shall wait in the bathtub fully clothed.
on his way to the bathroom
Alright baby, I'll get you some jammies and meet you there.
hm. i was expecting more resistence.
he's sitting in the bathtub with his rubber ducks and the (hot) water on. scratching the glitter away.
*he gets him some pajamas and meets him there*
Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed sweet boy
bed already ?! but the night is so young ! i'm not done taking care of my nintendogs yet !
Oscar, what time is it?
time for you to buy a watch.
*he laughs at the joke*
Buddy, tell papa what time it is.
it's night and the birds aren't chirping yet.
It's past your bedtime. It's after ten.
back in my day children worked in coal mines all night and they turned out fine.
Yeah well, not my children.
Head back my love
*he wets Oscars hair*
he's purring ! a bit of the black dye is washing off. his grey roots are visible
i deserve fun for the inconvenience of today.
*he takes time to shampoo, massaging his scalp. Hopeful the petting and warm water would make him sleepy*
You can play more tomorrow baby.
and what if i die in my sleep huh.
It could happen to anyone, you still need to sleep.
me especially ! i'm a precious little prince.
You're my precious little prince. Would you feel better if you could have a sleepover in papas bed?
will my 3ds be there. if not i will be going down to hell.
No baby. No more video games.
*he rinses the shampoo and begins conditioning*
But if you're a good boy maybe we could put on a movie while you go ni-night
he just scoffs and gestures with his hand in exasperation.
don't give me that. I'm not a baby. matter of fact, I do not need to sleep next to anyone.
Okay, you can sleep in your room if you want.
*rinses his conditioner and pulls the drain on the bathtub*
But it's bedtime regardless.
i will never understand you and your stupid need for rules. what if i have an important meeting and i can't go because "it's bedtime."
he does not reach for fukuzawa, for he is sopping wet and a decent person.
*he wraps him in a big towel and pulls him out of the bath*
Oscar, enough arguing. Do you want to put your jammies on or do you want papa to do it?
out.
pointing towards the door.
please.