Dream 06: [Public] Father and Son bonding time
"All right Lloyd, nail this one last plank in while I get the paint" said the short, sturdy brown haired man to the ten years old. Lloyd nods once:
"Okay!"
He looked appraisingly at the doghouse he had built for Noishe. It wasn’t the best looking one, but Lloyd had worked on it alone, his adoptive father only looking over his shoulder from time to time. The white and green dog-like creature it was meant for it looked at with an apprehensive glance and the child rolled his eyes:
"Oh come on, Noishe! I’m sure it’ll be able to withstand the worst storm you can imagine!”"
So saying, Lloyd grabbed the last plank of the roof and started to nail it. His tongue was sticking out the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on hitting the nail right. He couldn’t help but grinned widely as he held the last one up, taking a good swing of the hammer to quickly hit it. The hammer came up and down...on his thumb instead of the nail’s head.
"DAMMIT!!!!"
Lloyd frowned deeply as he started to suck on the injured limb, hoping to quell the pain in it. He glared at the offensive doghouse, putting the blame on it and gave it a small kick in retaliation for his pain. But much to his dismay, his hard work quickly turned into an unrecognizable pile of wood. He was sure he had heard Noishe whining slightly and he pouted slightly, disappointed in himself.
"Aww...crap!!"
"LLOYD! LANGUAGE!!!" came the instant booming reply of his father despite the amused glint in his eyes.
[wakes up smiling]
"Okay!"
He looked appraisingly at the doghouse he had built for Noishe. It wasn’t the best looking one, but Lloyd had worked on it alone, his adoptive father only looking over his shoulder from time to time. The white and green dog-like creature it was meant for it looked at with an apprehensive glance and the child rolled his eyes:
"Oh come on, Noishe! I’m sure it’ll be able to withstand the worst storm you can imagine!”"
So saying, Lloyd grabbed the last plank of the roof and started to nail it. His tongue was sticking out the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on hitting the nail right. He couldn’t help but grinned widely as he held the last one up, taking a good swing of the hammer to quickly hit it. The hammer came up and down...on his thumb instead of the nail’s head.
"DAMMIT!!!!"
Lloyd frowned deeply as he started to suck on the injured limb, hoping to quell the pain in it. He glared at the offensive doghouse, putting the blame on it and gave it a small kick in retaliation for his pain. But much to his dismay, his hard work quickly turned into an unrecognizable pile of wood. He was sure he had heard Noishe whining slightly and he pouted slightly, disappointed in himself.
"Aww...crap!!"
"LLOYD! LANGUAGE!!!" came the instant booming reply of his father despite the amused glint in his eyes.
[wakes up smiling]