for 4_thee_my_lord and need_some_rope
[Well, guess who's not in jail for once because he's a shitty criminal! That's right, it's this guy right here. He's actually sleeping soundly in his own bed for once with an arm draped over Murphy. Someone's mood meter is right through the roof right now... until he fucks up and gets jailed again anyway. Well, at least he's home for a little while
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Right. Your kid is up, fed and has had his diaper changed. He might like ta see one of his Da's sometime before lunch.
*he turned around again and began to walk out. Fucken bastards, all cuddled up and looking happy together. On his fucken bed*
Oh, an' while I had the diaper off, he pissed on the ceiling. Kid pees like a fountain. One of yehs can clean it up.
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Fuck. It was too early to be awake.] C'mon, man! First decent night's sleep I got since I got outta jail...
[But fine, fine. He's squirming away from Murphy to get up and check on the kid.] Why didn't you keep it covered so he couldn't piss everywhere, man?
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*he turned and glanced behind Rocco's approaching figure at Murphy still spark out and drooling on his pillow* Yeh know if yeh left all the raisin' ta Murph, Guiness'd be having beer in his bottle insteada milk.
I think both me an' the lad needed ta express ourselves suitably about this over yer ceilin'.
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[Rocco looked back over his shoulder, grinning a little at Murphy still passed right the fuck out.
Oh and this was Connor's room wasn't it? Reaching out to give the man an awkward pat on the shoulder, he shrugged.] Sorry about that, man. Your room was closest and we were fuckin' exhausted... [And hey, he could've squeezed in here if he'd wanted! Wouldn't be the first time he woke up with really odd sleeping arrangements...] yeah, well... I kinda figured that after he left him laying on the cold fuckin' floor that time.
[And okay, he might've done the same thing...] I'll get a fuckin' mop and clean it, okay?
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*fuck, why did he feel like the woman in a relationship that he wasn't even really part of?*
*he shook his head at the pat. As if that would change the dried come in his sheets. Pointedly, not his come* Yeh both could have got a dog, yeh know. I'd have took that fer walks an' shite when yeh forget ta look after it. Instead I get a kid that gets left ta toddle too close ta the fucken pool.
*as he walked into the living space, he took a sudden side step and pointed up* Mind the piss drips.
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[Rocco shrugged.] Kid felt more right, man... and you know you love'em. You wouldn't bother doing this shit for him! [but fine, Connor had a point...] I'll start doing more for him, okay?
[Oh, gross. He took a step to the side with Connor.] Where's the kid anyway?
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*he glanced up at the ceiling again and nodded before snorting out a short laugh* Aye, I do. I love him like me own. But, aye, it'd be nice fer both his Da's ta take a bit more responsiblity fer him.
*Connor looked over his shoulder. Wouldn't it be ironic if the boy was off getting into peril at his uncle's neglect? But, no, he was safely bobbing up and down in a baby bouncer* Over there. How about I read ta him while yeh clean this mess up?
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[Fucking had to get that kid potty trained soon so they could stop these little mishaps...] I'm off the next couple of days, alright? I'll fucking take care of him...
[He pulled a face--truth be told, he'd prefer the reading to this, but okay, he gave a nod and went to get a mop to try and clean it up.] I think you had him fucking piss up there on purpose, man...
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'Kay. That sounds like a good start. I can stick around if yeh need the help though?
*Connor picked out a book from the bookcase, and settled himself on the couch with Guinness* That's right, Roc. Because I have control of when yer son takes a leak. As if there was some way ta control that...
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That'd be appreciated, man... [He worked on cleaning up the mess quickly, pulling a face.] You could've not let him piss on the ceiling, you know?
Maybe we should've got fucking Romeo to do this shit...
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*Putting his twin's batted old robe on, he dragged his feet down the hallway, following the voices.*
*The second Murphy walked into Guinness' room, he threw his arms on the air, his face already breaking on a huge smile the second he saw his family was reunited, his precious tiny son bouncing like there was no fucking tomorrow!*
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[Wasn't sure he ought to be impressed with the distance or what. It was really kinda gross. He lowered the mop, setting it aside.] Or Connor did it and he's blaming our poor kid.
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Who's my peein' champion? *He reached out for Guinness' tiny hands, greeting him* That's either yeh or that fucker Uncle of yers!
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[He rolled his eyes.] I don't know if you should praise the kid for being able to piss the ceiling and the floor too... or Connor, if it's been him all along. [Maybe he ignored his pee-meter too long or something!]
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Why not? I'm proud of my son's penile strenght! *he glanced at Connor* Or my brother's!
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