A New Family (Male Reader X Bluey Milfs)

chapter 8 growing up

It has now been six years since YN was found by Chilli and became her only son and child, and ever since then, YN continued to live a happy life with his family, which were, of course, his auntie Calypso, his favorite person in the world, his grandmother Rosie, and, surprisingly, Trixie. Over the years, Trixie became close to the human child. After Trixie went back home, she didn't stay there long since she actually decided to divorce her husband because they couldn't work it out. Being free now, she decided to stay close to her best friend, and knowing that Chilli and Calypso didn't mind her staying near Rosie, she bought a house just a five-minute walk from Rosie's home.

Over the last few years, YN has been homeschooled since Chilli has been overprotective of her son and didn't allow him to go to public school for fear that her son wouldn't be treated right. So she and the rest of her family took it upon themselves to teach and homeschool him, but to their surprise, YN was really smart and had little to no trouble learning and doing things. Sadly, Brandy was still in the military and would be for another few years since she wanted to make sure that her family would be taken care of when she left the military. As much as it broke Rosie and Chilli's hearts, they both understood that Brandy would be home sooner or later. But frankly, the Cattle family had been doing great over the years.

As a new day dawned over the Cattle home, a young child in his room started to wake up, opened his eyes, and slowly got up from his comfortable bed. He looked at his clock to see it was six-thirty in the morning. The young child walked out of his room into the empty hallway, which was filled with a warm orange color as the sunrise shined into the Cattle home. As YN walked down the hallway, he passed by a few pictures on the wall taken over the last six years, some being photos of YN and his family, some being the women by themselves. In every photo, the Cattle family were smiling and looked very happy.

As YN passed the photos, he looked at one of them and smiled because he loved his family despite knowing he wasn't blood-related to them. He loved them no matter what, and he knew they loved him the same as if he was blood-related. Letting out a sigh, YN walked past the photo, went downstairs, and walked into the kitchen. He started making coffee for his family, and as the coffee got hot, YN started making breakfast for them too. Now, you might be thinking, How the hell is an eight-year-old cooking and making coffee? Well, to put it simply, YN is mature even at his age. Even though he still acts like a child should, he's mature enough to act like an adult. But that's just one reason; the other is that he likes to cook after Rosie taught him how. It quickly became one of his favorite things to do. The first time they caught him trying to cook, they were surprised, but after seeing that he was careful and actually trying, they let him cook whenever he wanted. But only after they made sure he knew how to put out a fire and not hurt himself.

This morning, he decided to make a simple and yet classic breakfast: eggs and sausages with a side of grits. It was simple enough to not take too long to cook, which would only take around twenty minutes or so. After twenty minutes passed and he was setting the kitchen table, YN heard someone come downstairs and walk into the kitchen. He looked up to see his grandmother Rosie walking to the coffee pot and pouring herself some coffee into her personal mug.

YN: Mornin', Grandma.

YN said with a smile as he walked over to her and gave her a hug. She returned the hug and gave him a kiss on his head.

Rosie: Morning, sweetpea. How you feeling this morning?

Rosie said as she walked to the kitchen table, sat down in her robe, and began to eat her breakfast that her grandson made for her. Despite her age, she still looked young even with her fur getting darker. Since anthro bodies age slower, she still looked to be in her mid-thirties while now in her fifties.

YN: I'm feeling good. How about you?

YN said as he took a seat next to her and drank some coffee that he made earlier for himself while cooking breakfast.