forum Depression and Choccy Milk (OXO with Caustic)

Started May 08, 2020 by @Painted-Iris group

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Zeddicus rolled his eyes playfully. "It's just chocolate milk," he replied. The strange purring still freaked him out a bit, but it was nice to see his efforts paying off.

"Choccy milk…" Nathaniel whispered to himself, still looking down at the cup. He kept drinking the chocolate milk with a contented purr. He clearly wasn't familiar with it. He wasn't familiar with chocolate in general, either. He wasn't often allowed sweets at home.

(I love this child and his choccy milk)

(^^^^^^^^^^^^^)

"Choccy milk…" Nathaniel whispered to himself, still looking down at the cup. He kept drinking the chocolate milk with a contented purr. He clearly wasn't familiar with it. He wasn't familiar with chocolate in general, either. He wasn't often allowed sweets at home.

Zeddicus was tempted to correct Nathaniel in his pronunciation of "chocolate," but decided to let it be. He wasn't about to argue with a little kid over a damn word. "You've never had it before." Not a question, a statement. It was obvious. "If you're good, I'll keep the chocolate syrup in stock and make it again," Zeddicus said, trying to bargain a way for Nathaniel to keep behaving.

(Lmao nice new title)
"Yes sir!" Nathaniel finished his chocolate milk and grinned, his mood clearly brighter. He felt more energized now that he'd actually eaten and hydrated, and he was trembling slightly from the overload, but he was still staying as still as possible. He wanted to be good. "Why am I shaking?" He asked curiously, looking down at his small, quivering hands.

(Zedd: be a good boy for choccy milk)
(Nathaniel: ok)
(2 AM Nathaniel: i'M GONNA CUT MYSELF FOR CHOCCY MILK)

(Lmao it works though)

(Lmao nice new title)
"Yes sir!" Nathaniel finished his chocolate milk and grinned, his mood clearly brighter. He felt more energized now that he'd actually eaten and hydrated, and he was trembling slightly from the overload, but he was still staying as still as possible. He wanted to be good. "Why am I shaking?" He asked curiously, looking down at his small, quivering hands.

(Yessir)
Zeddicus rubbed at his temples with a hand. "I might have given you too much sugar than your body is used to," he groaned. One glass of milk shouldn't have made Nathaniel get so hyper, but after months of little food and likely little sugary items, it made sense.

"Y-Yes, sir." Nathaniel kept his eyes on Zeddicus, struggling to keep still and not fidget or anything. He couldn't stop his trembling, but he was sure trying his darnedest. "Um… w-what should I do about it, sir?" He asked quietly.

That… was a good question. He didn't know how to deal with kids. There was the idea that Nathaniel should be sent off to go play to expell energy, but his home had nothing for him to do so. They'd need to either go buy things or go somewhere public for Nathaniel to run around. Zeddicus mentally groaned. He felt so lazy at the moment, not wanting to go anywhere. If he didn't do anything though, he'd have a little winged kid sprinting around and bothering him. "We're going to the park. Somewhere for you to run around and not break anything in here," he stated, already walking towards the stairs.

"Erm… alright, sir. What exactly is that?" He asked, trotting after Zeddicus to keep up. "A park, that is? I don't know if we have those back home…" He followed Zedd down the stairs, careful not to fall down them. He'd fallen down stairs before and it wasn't very pleasant. He had been about four at the time and ended up breaking his arm.

Zeddicus shook his head. The kid didn't know what a freaking park was? Stars, he'd have to teach him about everything, wouldn't he. And that would be so fun. "It's a place for you to go run around and play," Zedd replied, his response similar to the one before, not giving much detail. The man was honestly tired from today's events and he still had to make a few more potions for the next day when the shop opened.

"Um… okay, sir. Is it far?" He asked, picking up the pace. Zedd was walking a little too fast for Nathaniel to be able to keep up easily. This wasn't too much of a problem since Nathaniel had pretty good stamina, but he couldn't keep up this pace forever.

Zeddicus tucked his hands in the pockets of his coat. "Not really. Couple of blocks," he said simply. The man wasn't really keeping an eye on the boy trailing behind him. It was fortunate that the sidewalks weren't super busy. Suddenly he stopped. Zedd nearly cursed under his breath for being momentarily stupid. Why was he walking when he had wings?

Nathaniel caught up to Zedd and stopped beside him, panting lightly. "Why are we stopping, sir?" He asked, cocking his head to the side a bit in confusion. "Did you forget the way? There's probably a map somewhere… or maybe someone can give us directions?" He looked around and saw nothing of the sort. "Hmm…"

Zedd's pride took an immediate punch. Lost? Him, get lost???
The man grumbled to himself before turning to Nathaniel. "No, I didn't get freakin' lost. I just don't wanna walk if I can just fly there," Zedd argued, sounding a bit irritated again. Sighing, he knelt down. "And since you can't fly, you can climb on or something…"

"Oh… sorry, sir. I was mistaken. Forgive me." He bowed apologetically and looked up again when Zedd kneeled down. After a few seconds of hesitation, he carefully climbed onto Zedd's back and closed his eyes. Since the fall, he wasn't a huge fan of flying.