Daddy (Closed)

[Spiderfly]

( Just throwing this up, don't feel like you have to respond. If/when you have time though X3 feel free! )

Lleur watched out the window as the sun slowly sank over the distant horizon. She seemed to be waiting for the night a lot more than usual lately. Before she waited for the moon, inspiring her to sing some of her more somber songs. But now she waited simply for the darkness so that she may be free to move about with her child. . Her precious child.

The chipmunk moved into the other room, where the blinds where the blinds were pulled tight, bathing the whole room in a forced twilight.

"I. . it's safe." She said gently to her little boy.

Fetu looked up from the floor, empty eyes regarding his mother. Then his gaze flickered to the window then back to Lleur. "Can we see father now?"

Lleur nodded with a tearful smile. She had been in denial the whole pregnancy, she was even surprised when she suddenly found the baby in her arms. But after a few years she had come to realize. The timing was right, the realm of her dark little prince was right. . Varestes had fathered her child. Lleur had settled some while raising their son. Her stutter, while still present, was not as bad. And her always chipper mood had lessened to a dull roar. She was still happy, but she was able to contain it.

"Let's go see Father." She said, before leading the boy into the dark hallways of the palace towards Varestes chambers.

[Nathalia]

Varestes sat up, staring broodingly into his fireplace. Finistris had been taunting him earlier, waving pictures of his son Morpheus, in the King's face and informing him of what a failure he was...unable to even get his chosen Clan to like him...much less be with him. Meanwhile he, so perfect and truly Hisstor, had managed to snag a suitable mate and have a Queen child. All without even being allowed on the actual plane of existence!

Suitable! Varestes was disgusted. Lowlanders....it made him want to retch, he had always been a bit unfriendly with the man who took residence in his skull, but more recently it was becoming much more like hatred. Everything that Finistris did was to harass him, or to make him feel inferior...

"And your intended Clan...your Bernard...he still hates you, am I correct?"

Varestes gripped the edges of his chair and tried to ignore the urge to scream, to throw things... So WHAT if he was pursuing the unobtainable? At least his intended was a genius, pure and beautiful Highlander. Not an evil, stinking carcass that had simply grabbed his passing fancy.

He had never felt so alone...he didn't know what to do anymore. It wasn't as though he could actually escape the other entity in his head, they were inexorably tied...and his words would always sting...with what truth they held, they would always cut him...

[Spiderfly]

Lleurela and Fetu finally reached the door to Varestes chamber. The chipmunk bent over to arrange the fur on his son's head and got a flailing of arms to get her away from the boy. Lleur looked at Fetu with a frown for a second before shaking her head and standing up straight. Her hand took a while to get to the door. She was . . hesitant. Any man that would have sex with her while she was unconscious deserved hesitance. But, for some reason, it didn't really bother her. It wasn't built in Lleurela to hate or hold a grudge, it just wasn't.

So finally, she rapped against the door, putting an arm around the jack at her side. Her fingers feeling the top of his ribs which made her smile. At first it had felt wrong, creepy somehow. But it was just a part of him, of her wonderful darling son, and now it made her happy.

[Nathalia]

A knock at his door brought his head swiveling around to glance awkwardly over his shoulder. Who in the Wastes could that be? He wasn't expecting anyone....Wulfram, maybe? He didn't know why the Tulgey would be calling on him in the late evening, but he would welcome the company...anything to drown out the hissing voice in his brain.

He stood with a clatter of bones, wiping the tensed expression from his face and replacing it with a small smile.

"Wulfram, huh? Are you going to replace your stupid Highlander at last, Varestes?"

"No! Silence or I'll drink until I drop tonight. You want to feel that?"

He sniped back to the voice in his mind in a hiss. Wrenching the door open and turning his head, fully expecting a tall pale form.

He was incredibly surprised to find the Villa Chipmunk...and...another Chipmunk...

He stared for a few seconds, mouth open in a rather comical "o" of surprise.

"Lleurela? Uh, I...good evening? How can I help you?"

He asked, trying in vain to ignore the voice in his mind...which had just exploded with vicious laughter.

"Well I'll be damned! It's that chipmunk I forced you on, remember? You were so easy to dominate...you drunkard. Awww, look at that! You might have your own Clan after all. One you didn't want but, hey. And you said I never help you, see what good I've done you?"

Another mocking laugh followed that speech in his mind and Varestes clapped a hand to his forehead, an incredibly pained expression pulled taut on his face for a moment before he wiped it away.

"Terribly sorry, Lleur...migraine. Please, do come in."

[Spiderfly]

Lleurela chittered just a bit as the door opened, looking up at the King in front of her. Her odd look quickly vanished into one of her regular happy blankness. She didn't blame him for what he did, she got a beautiful, wonderful son out of it. And that was quite enough for her. Everyone did things that were wrong now and again, and she had already forgiven him.

She nodded and did a small curtsy. "I uh. . thought perhaps if you weren't too busy?" She motioned awkwardly at Fetu.

Fetu tilted his head to look up at his father, but didn't say anything. The little chipmunk was too unsure to say anything. His father was a king. . and he was only a Jack. Was that bad? Mom had said he was just fine the way he was. His dark black eyes blinked slowly and his tail moved slightly before stopping again.

"Thank you Your Highness." Lleurela said with a happy lilt to her voice and she ushered the boy in after her, stopping awkwardly by the chair she remembered so well. She looked at it for a moment before raising her head and smiling again. "I. . If we're interupting. ." She trailed off, leaving it open for him to kick them back out again.

[Nathalia]

"No, I'm not that tied up, how can I help you?"

The more he eyed the small boy at her side the more he began to fear that his other half spoke the truth...how many other Hisstors could Lleur know, after all?

The child's eyes were very dark, almost as though they weren't there at all...it was...an interesting effect.

"Hmmm, I'll let you all get acquainted...Don't forget to thank me later...Varestes."

"You stay where you are!"

"Hmmm, no. No, I don't think I will, you'll have to choose between keeping an eye on me and speaking clearly with them. Farewell, my dear other half...I'm off to visit a friend..."

Varestes's body twitched slightly and a fleeting look of mixed anger and fear flashed across his face before he turned back to Lleur.

"No, not at all, please. Sit down...tell me...what's..."

He gave the boy another searching look.

"Whats happened."

[Spiderfly]

Lleurela watched Varestes eyes roam the boy. It was odd to see, in a way. She had not known herself pregnant. With her extra weight she had really never shown. But the timing and the region added up as soon as she began to think about it. And now. . now he seemed as shocked as she had. Surely he had expected something. . . with what he had done?

With what she had, assumed, he had done?

She blinked rapidly as his facial expressions changed so quickly but said nothing. She really was, just a little too slow, to interpret them.

"T. thank you." She said quietly and moved into the room, sitting carefully on the very chair she had been upon for her Jack Quest.

Fetu moved in behind her. The small chipmunk had been watching his father's face carefully. He was still young, yes, but oddly he caught on more than his mother did in many ways. He really was. . . unwanted wasn't he?

Lleur settled before beginning to speak. "I well. . I. I didn't know I was pre... pregnant. And then one day, Fetu arrived. I guess I j.. just never showed." She frowned slightly for a minute, why was her stutter back so badly?

"I thought I w.w....was a virgin. So I tth... thought the o... on. . " She had to pause, her stuttering had never been this bad before. She took a bit of a breath. "I thought the only possible f.. father was you. But I don't www. . . want to accuse you of anything." Lleur looked up at him with a meek smile. That last bit had been better, she just had to calm down.

Fetu watched quietly, unready to say anything yet.