A Gargoyle's Journey and Virility

Part 34

Starting the next night, Hudson and Bronx stayed behind at the castle with Brooklyn while the clan patrolled. Brooklyn started his punishment. He went to the nursery to see if there was anything he could do to help with Alex.

"Can I do anything to help, Owen?" Brook asked. "Goliath has grounded me and wants me to help take care of Alex. I have to be a babysitter while Lex is out there more."

"Hm, well, I am about to give Alexander his dinner. You think you can do that?" Owen said.

"Well, I need to get childcare experience since I'm going to be a father soon." Brooklyn declared. "I just haven't taken care of babies before."

"Now's a good time to try." Owen declared.

Brooklyn followed Owen carrying a hungry Alex to the kitchen where he was placed into a highchair. Alex had outgrown his need for milk in a bottle. He was on solid foods now.

"Can I just watch how you do it?" Brook asked.

"I can show you how, but you need to do it yourself too." Owen replied.

To Brooklyn, Alex seemed like such an easygoing kid. How could the little guy be trouble? He had thought that once before Xanatos had turned around and welcomed them into his home. It all had to do with the clan saving his son.

Brooklyn wished Lex was here to help show him how to do things. He was more of Alex's favorite gargoyle.

Owen couldn't help but look at the red gargoyle's rounding belly. He smiled.

Brooklyn was waiting for what was next and he saw the look on Owen's face. "What?" he asked.

Owen snapped out of it. "Oh, sorry. I'm going to go get Alex's food ready and you can try feeding it to him." The man left to go get the food ready.

"Unce Owen gone?" Alex said.

"Your uncle went to go get your dinner." Brooklyn replied gently. He kept on talking to the kid as much as he could to keep him calm.

"Where Unce Lex?" Alex asked.

"Lex is out on duty patrolling tonight. He'll be back soon." Brook stated.

Owen soon came out with a plateful of baby food on a plate and a sippy cup. "Here you go, Brooklyn. He's all yours." The man said. He put the plate on the tray in front of the toddler.

"Okay, ready to eat, Alex?" Brook asked.

"Yes!" Alex replied happily.

Brooklyn thought it was cute. How bad could feeding a toddler be? He proceeded to pull up a chair so he could be level with the child, and he picked up the spoon and got food on it and tried to get the boy to eat his food.

Alex ate some of his dinner the right way, but there were times when he refused and even got food in Brooklyn's face and on his body. He was just playing.

Brooklyn knew he would need a sense of humor in this. It was kind of funny if not just gross. He would have to clean himself up.

After Alex's dinner and a quick cleanup, Alex was taken back to his room. Owen supervised this time, but he wouldn't always be there to watch. He wanted to see how Brooklyn handled himself before he would leave him alone with the boy.

Alex wanted to play with a toy ball by rolling it around. Brooklyn sat down and was happy to let him roll it back to him. He rolled it back. It went on for a while before around 9 when the kid started getting sleepy.

Owen let Brooklyn hold him as he picked the boy up and held him to his chest as Alex fell asleep. He liked to be held against Lex's chest usually. But tonight, he had his Uncle Brooklyn, and would from here on out for a while.