[Deacon] Family Visitation?

[connor crayze sykes]

He smiledfaintly again, poking Deacon's chest gently before shifting his weight with a yawn.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon closed his eyes, slowly running his fingers up Connor's arm. He hummed quietly, content with just his little family around him.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor patted his chest gently, stomach growling at the smell of cooking chicken. He stretched his legs out carefully, looking around the house. Their house...

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon groaned as Bandit climbed onto his chest, looking for his heart beat. But he didn't have one. He patted her back gently, kissing her hand. "I don't have a heart. Only you and daddy." He said.

"Why?" She asked, looking over at him.

"Because I'm not alive. Go listen to daddy's." He sat her in Connor's lap, watching her lay her head down to listen.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor played with her wings again as she listened to the irregular beat of his heart. He smiled at her faintly, then poked her own little chest.

[deacon reid rudman]

Bandit looked down. "You wisten." She said, sitting up. She slowly moved her wings back and forth, watching Connor. Deacon reached up, fixing her shirt.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor put his ear to her chest, then kissed her stomach playfully before sitting up. "Y-your tummy, raaraaraa," He teased her playfully.

[deacon reid rudman]

"Raa raa." She mocked, patting her stomach. Deacon got up, checking the chicken in the oven. He grabbed a dish towel, taking it out and putting it on the stove. "What do you want on the side?" He asked.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled as her. "S-silly girl." He kissed the top of her head. "Mm, I-I don't care. Bandit?"

[deacon reid rudman]

"Wice!" Bandit called, poking her head up over the soda.

"At least we taught her food well." Deacon said, grabbing a can of peas and corn, and a bag of rice to put on to boil.