Zach: Oh, I love it! I love bein' a Pa!
Vanna: It's...been an adjustment...admittedly...Not that I don't like being a parent...it was, I mean it was sort of sudden.
Zach: Aww...Kitten, yer makin' it sound like chores here...
Vanna: *Flustered* O-Oh no that's not- I mean...I'm not trying to make it sound like I'm not...I mean I really care about Marcus, and I really like being a mother to him...I'm just...I'm more nervous than excited most of the time...
Zach: Aww babe. *Hugs Vanna* This about the whole 'ain't sure you'll be a good parent' thing?
Vanna: *Leans into the hug* *Nods softly* I just, I want to be a good mother...but I know I'm...big and scary looking. And Marcus is already skittish enough. What if I hug to hard and hurt him? What if he never feels comfortable around me because I look so...imposing.
Zach: Imposin'? *Chuckles* Y'all know that boy already took a shine to ya just like I did after we met. Heck, he's already called ya Ma at least once, and I've made no secret of just how jealous that make me of you.
Vanna: *Laughs* You know, you could just ask Marcus to call you Pa.
Zach: I can't do that! *Chuckles* I gotta earn that, just like y'all did!
Vanna: *Shakes her head* If you insist Goofball...
Zach: As fer how skittish the boy is, he has been getting' better, and he's been openin' up a lot more. We just gotta give it time right?
Vanna:Quoting me now?
Zach: It was good advice when y'all said it the first time, and I don't think that's changed. He came from a rough situation after all, it makes sense he'd have a harder time of adaptin' to a normal family life than yer average foster pup.
Vanna: *Chuckles* 'Normal' family life...As normal as a Wolf tithed to a Tigress can be I suppose...
Zach: *shrugs* Eh, normal enough. If anythin' it makes the boy fit in twice as much...
Vanna: *Smiles* I guess...that's true.
Zach: I do wish I could get it to stick in the boys head that he ain't an indentured servant though. *Sighs* Every time I think he's finally gonna settle down and relax a bit, I turn around to find him tryin' to re-tile our roof because of some off-pawed comment I made, er' diggin' a hole fer a pool just cause I floated the idea of getting' one installed.
Vanna: Speaking of...where is Marcus?
Zach: Practicin' his violin...fer fun o' course. I made that very clear he should only be doin' it iffin' he wants.
Vanna: I...don't hear his violin...
Zach:....
Vanna: Did you say anything else while you were in there...
Zach: I don't think...Oh, well I was on the phone with that fella about getting' out ducts cleaned out an...Oh...don't tell me...
*Thump is heard from the ceiling above the pair of mammals, drawing their attention upward.*
Zach: Teeth to tails! Marcus boy!?! Y'all in there?
Marcus: Mr. H-hunter? Is that you?
Zach: What are y'all doin' in there!?
Marcus: Well, you s-said someone needed to clean the ducts...s-so I thought...
Vanna: *Sighs* I'll go make sure the ladder is still up...
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