Avid Adopter

45 - Hobbies

Question from BB that would probably be best answered here: Do you have any idea how annoyed I was when I saw this updated!? I then read it right away. but please let the beans be okay ;-; I was just looking through the stories that I have bookmarked and when I say this updated I went to see if any fluff filled stories updated as well and I am sad to say that none of them updated q-q so uh do you think maybe Avid Adopter can update next if you don't have anything planed that is. Also was it my comment that got you to write this?

Answer: Yes and yes. But the chances of this happening again are low xD

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It had been a few days since my boys had gotten their weapons, and today was a Saturday, which meant that the blueberry was scheduled to come train the boys..but he was late. He had told me that if was ever an hour late to training, he was likely tied up with something else, such as his job..and he probably wouldn't make it. This had happened before, of course, since the blueberry was a very busy skeleton; when those occasions arose, my boys simply went about their normal activities after training for an hour alone. They had just finished their daily hour of training, and they had all gone to different parts of the houses to do whatever they pleased. Times such as these reminded me that my boys weren't always going to do everything together..they were becoming more independent of eachother, but they weren't losing their strong bond, thankfully. I decided to check in on each of my boys, to make sure that they were okay; I might have been just a bit overprotective, but I wasn't going to let my boys out of my sight for too long without knowing that they were entirely safe; I didn't enjoy the thoughts that often entered my mind. My first stop was Killer, who was in the backyard with Blade.

"Hello, Killer." I greeted, approaching him.

"Hey, Dad!" Killer chuckled, turning to face me; he was almost as tall as I was now..Horror was my height..maybe a bit taller. "Wanna see a new trick I've been teaching Blade?"

"Of course, what have you taught her?"

"Blade, take it away!"

Killer threw his new knife into the air, and Blade shot at it; that was fairly impressive, if I was being honest! Killer was skilled in teaching his blasters tricks; they could perform many actions that others couldn't! 

"That was very good, Killer!" I smiled at my eldest as he pet his blaster.

"We're going to work on something even better after Blade gets better at this!" Killer seemed excited. "It's going to be so cool!"

"Good luck in your endeavors, Killer."

"Thanks, Dad!"

Killer turned his attention back to his blaster, and I turned to go back inside the house, finding a pleasant aroma coming from the kitchen in the upper house and moving toward it. As Killer devoted an amount of his free time to training his blasters, Horror had developed a love for cooking, and it was no wonder, with his being the Guardian of the Hungry. Initially, I had believed that his love of food was only temporary, but the multiverse had other plans, obviously. It was fine; food made Horror happy, and whatever made him happy made me happy. When I entered the kitchen, I indeed found Horror, who was humming a tune to himself as he prepared what was likely to end up as our dinner; he enjoyed cooking, and we didn't want his food to go to waste! He was cooking what seemed to be some sort of meat dish, but I wasn't sure as of yet; all I knew was that it smelled very good.

"Hello, Horror." I caught Horror's attention.

"Hey, Dad." He returned, putting some bread in the toaster. "Mind if I make dinner today?"