𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓢𝓸 𝓔𝓿𝓲𝓵 [√]

Part Twelve

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It had been three days since Zach's heat started, and he could barely get off the couch. He had moved down here after Chris had left so Junior could stay close but not be confined to the bedroom.

It was the last day of his heat, which Zach was thankful for. But for him, the last day was always the worst. "Daddy, I'm hungry," Junior said, and Zach sighed.

He stood shakily off the couch, leaning heavily on the arm. He took a step forward and groaned at the pain he felt. His vision swam, and his skin heated up greatly. He was wearing a T-shirt and shorts for that reason. He took another step, and the world around him went black.

Zack felt something cool on his forehead and groaned. He opened his eyes and saw a worried Chris leaning over him. Zach slowly sat up and saw that he was in his bed.

"What are you doing here?" Zach asked.

"Careful, you were out for quite a while," Chris said, and Zach frowned.

"Out?" Zach asked.

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"Yeah, you fainted. Junior called me; he was really worried," Chris told him, and Zach shot out of bed.

"Where is he?" Zach asked, looking around.

"He's fine; he's downstairs with Martin and Koki," Chris said.

Zach made his way out of the room and down the stairs to the living room.

He spots Junior playing with Martin and Koki. "Hey there, bud," Zach says, and Junior looks up at him. The six-year-old jumps up and runs to him.

"Daddy, you're ok!" Junior exclaimed, hugging him.

"I'm fine," Zach said, ruffling his hair.

"How long was I out?" Zach asked, looking at the adults in the room.

"A day, it's the next afternoon," Chris said, and Zach mentally swore.

"Thanks, for looking after Junior," Zach said, he looked down and frowned. "And me," He said after some hesitation.

"No problem, Zach," Chris said, and Zach nodded.

"Dad, can we go to the pool?" Junior asked.

"Sure, let's go," Zach said, leading Junior outdoors.

"Where is the pool?" Chris asked, and Zach pushed a button by the door.

The grass shifted open, and a pool rose out of the ground. "I made it that way so Junior can play in the yard without falling in," Zach told them.

The pool is split into two parts: an adult pool and a children's pool. Junior ran to the children's pool and stripped down to his underwear before climbing in.

Zach made his way to a lawn chair and sat down. "Where's Aviva and the hippie?" He asked, finally noticing the absence of the other inventor.

"Jimmy Z is visiting friends, and Aviva has some issues to take care of," Chris said, and Zach looked at him curiously.

"You guys can go in the pool," he said to the other two standing around.

They relaxed slightly and made their way to the pool; Koki sat at the edge and hung her feet in the water. Martin took off his shirt and dived in.

Zach sat on the lawn chair and watched the others play in the pool. He watched Junior go over to the big pool and sit there with Koki.

The afternoon was hot, and Zach was sweating. He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

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Chris pulled himself out of the pool and sat at the edge next to Junior. Zach pulled out his phone and looked at the time. Seeing it was close to dinner time, he got up and went inside.

He made his way to the kitchen and thought for a moment, trying to decide what to cook. He decided on mashed potatoes and curried shrimp.

He finished making dinner and went out to get the others. He made it to the edge of the pool when Martin threw a cannonball off the board and splashed him.

Zach froze and shook the water from his hair. He shivered and glared at the blue-eyed Kratt, who smiled sheepishly. "Dinner is ready," he said, turning around and making his way back into the house. He went into the downstairs bathroom, pulled off his shirt, grabbed a towel from the closet, and dried himself.

"You're mated?" A voice came from behind him, and he turned to see the others standing at the door looking at him. Well, at his mark.

"Zach..." Chris started, but Zach held up a hand to stop him.

"Not now." He said, grabbing a shirt from his spare stash and pulling it on.

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Word count: 717

Re-published: April 26, 2024, 12 pm

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