Levi was thoroughly enjoying spending some much earned quality time with his son. "See." He held up a duster in front of Oscar who poked it with his finger. "This is a duster. We clean units with this."
Oscar smiled displaying his now growing teeth. He was teething leading to many sleepless nights and him trying to eat everything in his grasp now including the duster which he was trying to pull off Levi. Tears slipped down his cheeks as he lunged forward in Levi's grip to try grab the shiny stick.
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Levi noticed kissing his chubby cheeks and handed it to him. Oscar gurgled swinging it around the room unfortunately too close for comfort as he watched Petra's expensive glass vase slide off the vanity unit and smash into tiny microscopic pieces.
"Shit." He muttered scratching his head.
"Shit. Shit." Oscar repeated obediently clapping his hands.
"No Oscar no no. That's a bad word. Daddy said a bad word." He reaffirmed hurriedly.
Oscar was having none of it smiling widely. "Shit." He gurgled.
Petra would be furious. "For fuck sake." He fumed before clapping a hand over his mouth. Oh god please let Oscar not have heard.
Only. "For fuckek sak" his son said loudly puffing out his cheeks.
Well if Levi wasn't In trouble then: he certainly was going to be now. Petra had gone out for a pre wedding spa day with Hanji and this was what she would come back to. He massaged his temples trying to reassure himself and stay calm only Oscar was repeating the dreaded words like a mantra over and over until it was firmly drummed in to his head.
Not "Mamma" or "Dadda." Like all the other kids. It was "for fuckek sak" And "shit." What a great parent he was becoming he mused to try distract himself from the crushing realization on how his future wife was literally going to annihilate him in cold blood.
If she left him at this point he would understand.
She was due back in just over an hour so it was effectively his last hour to live. Oscars mouth twisted to an upside down frown as he began to cry loudly. He screwed up his eyes into tight knots balling his fists as the smell of curdled sour milk and unpleasant smells penetrated Levi's nostrils.
"Uh oh" he grimaced recoiling at the stench permeating from Oscars nappy. "Let's get you changed buddy."
Oscar cried louder kicking his legs as Levi wrestled with his nappy on the changing table. He unpeeled them to find large stains and set them down calmly. "Levi the not so clean freak anymore" he muttered.
