Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Daddy frowned and got huffy. “I need to practice the science words more, my mate.”
Gonna be a good helper for Daddy.
Gonna be a good reader for Daddy.
Gonna show Daddy all the science words.
“Well, my world was active in the past but that was a very long time ago from what I understand.” Daddy’s head had the portal in it but it had sand and big boulders all around it. “I need to double-check the dates, but no one alive has ever witnessed anything like the volcanos you showed me.”
We had lots of rocking and rolling and exploding.
Daddy shivered. “I would prefer not living near exploding mountains of fire and lava, my mate.”
Hmm.
I showed him the beachy one I saw on TV.
Daddy sighed. “Why do the prettiest places in your world end up being so dangerous?”
Earth was special like the dragons were special…it was kind of dangerous and stupid too but still fun to be around.
“I don’t think our ancestors understood how dangerous your world is.” Daddy looked around like he was picturing town and our mountains and our trees. “This area looks so peaceful but we underestimated how dangerous it was.”
Daddy sighed when I nodded. “Your morning news showed volcanos, earthquakes, and violent storms called hurricanes all in one day.”
No more news for Daddy.
Daddy needed cartoons.
Cartoon violence didn’t upset Daddy as bad as the weather.
Balloons and flowers for Daddy.
Ha.
He laughed.
“Yes, that is a hint that I understand. Happier topics for Daddy.” He rolled his eyes when I giggled. He was getting good at that so I clapped.
He cocked his head like a confused puppy until he got it. “Thank you. Yes. I’m becoming very of Earth.”
Pausing, Daddy frowned. “I refuse to say I am becoming local because that has implied meanings that I do not approve of…however…I am becoming an Earthling is not correct.”
Huffing, Daddy glared. “I am starting to understand why English has so many words.”
No giggles.
No giggles.
No giggles.
Bubbles.
I overflowed the bubbles down the bond making Daddy’s laugh fill my head. “Bathtime, yes. Then playtime.”
No.
I stacked boxes of presents all around my mind like I’d seen in a cartoon one time.
“I haven’t forgotten your surprise. I didn’t say present.” Daddy tried to be boring and silly as he shrugged. “But you have to protect me.”
I could do that.
I could keep Daddy safe.
Big hugs to keep him safe and lots of pillows and bubble wrap in my head to keep him safe there too.
Daddy made a thinky sound. “Hugs are wonderful, but that looks frightening. Am I stuck?”
Stuck.
Safe and stuck.
“We’ll have to discuss what keeping Daddy safe means to you, my mate.” Daddy kissed my head and took my hands. “Bathtime first, however, since that doesn’t require big boy words.”
Yay.
Oh.
I showed Daddy my binkie.
“Yes.” He stood straighter and squeezed my hand. “That’s at the top of your pack so we could get to it easily.”
Daddy was a good packer and made everything nice and neat.
Special spells for a special boy.
Special magic for a special mate.
Special packing for a special…packer?
Hmm…
“Are your question marks chasing you, my mate?” When I nodded, Daddy stopped walking us to the bag and looked confused. “Did you give yourself additional questions?”
Questions just escaped sometimes.
Nodding again, I wiggled my thumb hand at Daddy.
He went quiet-quiet and nodded. “Yes, binkies in the bath because you’re going to need your thumb to play.”
Yay.
Playtime.
Bubble time.
Daddy time.
Snuggle time.
Surprise time.
“No matter how many times presents come through our bond, that will not get me to ruin the surprise. Bathtime first.” Daddy looked sneaky like a happy naughty villain. “I think you’re going to be happy that I know where the bathtub toys are too.”
Daddy had good packing memory and lots of special spells for his special boy.
Special magic for his special mate.
Special packing for his special…packer?
No.
“Your mind is a fascinating place, my mate, but let’s see if we can make it a more relaxing place.” Daddy gave me another kiss before releasing my hand. “Stay with me. You seem like you could get into mischief tonight.”
He was so funny.
I was funny too and I showed him the diner men.
Daddy pretended to be shocked as he undid one of the special spells and pulled out my little bag that wasn’t little anymore. “You’re going to be like the naughty men?”
Yes!
Naughty men were the best.
Daddy narrowed his eyes and pinched his lips together like the other Daddies did when they were being silly too…or when they’d been naughty. “No, I misunderstood the image. You are saying you would like special time tonight like the diner men talk about. My boy isn’t naughty.”
Oh.
Yes. I liked that idea too.
Special boy gets special time.
Special mate gets special dates.
Special…
There had to be three.
“Come here. Binkie and bubbles time.” Daddy gave me my binkie and gave me an outside smile when I started to suck. “That makes you very happy and relaxed.”