Afterdeath/Poth Story Pile (Complete)

Sex!? what about blanket forts!?

      
    It was around 11:30 at night. Through out the house there were strange noises. Goth looked up curiously and began to creep up the stairs. Nervously reaching to his parents room. The fear of what laid behind the door made him more nervous that his bones began to make an obvious rattle. Of course it wasn't anything bad, or in terms that he's walking in on a murder scenes, but something far more embarrassing. He slowly opened the door, and to his surprise he found the muffled noises to be childish laughter, and strung around the room were blankets and table cloths. "Umm dad- dads? What ar-" Goth was cut off by a loud scream and a pillow to his face. A recognizable voice shouting "No responsibilities aloud!" another soon joined "Yea! No kids aloud" Goth looked up at his parents, who's heads poked out above the sheet where he presumed the bed was, it almost made him laugh at how dumb they looked. "What are you two doing?" "question is, What are you doing!?" "no Death that's a- the question is, what did you expect?" Goth's face flushed up and he shrugged "i- I don't know, I thought you two were doing the adult stuffs." laughter ensued. "You thought we were engaging in highly intimate activities?" even more laughter. "Geno this is a serious thing. He thought we were engaging in the lewd highly intimate activity." more laughter and wheezing "how did you guys- isn't this a kid thing?" Death perked up, "oh well why engage in sex when you could make blanket forts instead!" Goth blinked and looked to his other dad who he can still hear wheezing and coughing behind the blankets. "Is dad ok?" "hmm, Hey Geno are you ok?" there was wheezing and a strangled "no" but from his father's confused look, guesses are Death didn't understand him. "Do you need your oxygen tube?" another stanggled response "I'll go get his inhaler." Goth spoke awkwardly and began to leave the room. Coughing "thank you Goth!" Death looked back down "is that what it's called? That makes more sense then oxygen tube, do you need help?" Geno nodedd. Death helped his husband up "did- did you- agr- call it an oxygen tube?" Geno wheezed before a smaller hand offered him the inhaler. Geno took it "thanks hun"

   After a few solid minutes, Geno finally caught his breath, "so how did this happen?" "well I apporched your dad, and umm well your dad-""I thought he was going to ask me for high intimacy stuff!"  Goth laughed "why would dad ask you that? You literally can't even say it?" "that's why I said 'Sex!? What about blanket forts!?' also I thought I said no kids?" Geno lightly pushed Goth who in turn giggled "oh come on! I can't hang out in your blanket fort!?" "No! Your a kid, also there's alcohol in here" "mainly for you" "yes Death mainly for me, no go! Shoo!"