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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 20:28:10 GMT -5
Dobster tried to shake himself away and got dressed accordingly. Hearing the doorbell ring, he took a deep breathe and went to answer the door with a smile. "Welcome, ma-"
"Good stars," Ava Micutskin interrupted. "You've gotten fat. Aren't there any gyms on a photographers pay wage?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 20:33:01 GMT -5
Damien frowned upon hearing that. "Welcome," he said, pulling his mate to him.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 20:35:42 GMT -5
Even Anson had a frown at his mate for that.
Dobster just glared. "I'm not fat, you... mother. I'm... Wont you please come inside and we'll talk about it over dinner?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 20:37:59 GMT -5
Damien offered a smile to his mate's father. "It's ready, if you all are hungry." he said, smiling at the male.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 20:41:31 GMT -5
Dobster led his parents to the table that his mate had already prepared, food and all. Sitting down, he grabbed a few rolls. he loved rolls... or maybe ti was the babies? Who knew? All he knew it they were wonderful.
"Are you sure bread is really what you need right now?"
"Ava, that is enough." Anson warned.
Dobster shook his head. "i was going to wait until later but... Mom, dad, I'm pregnant."
Ava just rolled his eyes. "All that is NOT baby."
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 20:43:54 GMT -5
Damien frowned. "In fact, it is. And he's perfect, just like this--or in any form. And I'd like you to stop insulting him." he said, getting a tab bit peeved at the male's snide comments.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 20:47:45 GMT -5
Dobster smiled while Ava scoffed in indignation. Reaching over to grip his mate's hands, he told his mate, "I'm pregnant, as you know, Damien. But with twins."
Even Anson choked at that.
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 20:50:03 GMT -5
Damien's eyes widened. "Uh....what?" he blinked, raising a brow at the male.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 20:52:04 GMT -5
Dobster smiled and rubbed his belly. "We're going to have two babies, doll. just like you and Kieran."
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 20:53:28 GMT -5
Damien blinked. "Wow...we should probably buy another crib then." was all he said.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 21:01:40 GMT -5
Dobster laughed. "Yeah, that'd probably be the it thing to do."
Anson tried to suppress a grin. He had two new grandbabies. He's do better by them then he had Dobster.
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 21:07:04 GMT -5
Damien grinned. "Well, I guess that's cause for everyone to eat up then. My babies are probably hungry. " he teased, kissing his mate's cheek.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 21:10:51 GMT -5
Dobster smiled, delightedly and continued chomping on his roll.
Anson spoke up, "When can we expect out grandchildren, Dobster?"
"four months or so?"
Ava looked at his mate. "What do you mean we?"
"Ava," the man said simply, "You will not ruin my time with my grandchildren. Now shut up."
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 21, 2010 21:12:34 GMT -5
Damien rose a brow at that. "Yeah, about four months is correct. We'll be sure to call you when he has them." he said.
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Post by ode on Dec 21, 2010 21:13:53 GMT -5
"Excellent," the other giver said and began eating his meal as well.
A few hours later, Dobster saw his parents off with a wave, liking his dad for the first time in a long time. "Can't win them all but I'm glad I won over my dad."
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