Bar Trip (Closed RP)

Cavien had seen a lot of Zaara and Zayne playing with their father Mark. The sight brought a smile to his face. Even with Mark’s leg broken he proceeded to rough house and give them his affection. It reminded him of the days that he would roll around and tussle with Tyler and Mariah when they were little ones. He chuckled as he listened from the front porch. Once things quieted down in the house he moved back into the house for his daily glass of water. He drank quickly and sat at the isle in the kitchen with a frown and a furrowed brow as he pondered.

Thalia smiled as she quietly came into the kitchen and draped her arms around her husband’s neck. She gently pressed her forehead against the side of Cavien’s head ” What are you thinking so hard about my snow wielg?(fall)”

Cavien grunted lightly as he sat up a bit ” Mark treats his kids right..and he treats Alan right…yet i hardly know him…this is a problem if he is to become family….”

Thalia smiles softly “Well from what i know, he does like his alcohol so why not go out for a drink with him? no kissing though that’s only for me.”  she giggles softly at her own joke.

Cavien’s eyes widened as he slowly stood up and grasped her cheeks lightly and presses his lips against hers for a short time. ” You’re the brightest dragon i know love. Now please excuse me.”

Thalia squeaks out of surprise from the sudden kiss.Her scales rise to the surface and flair a bit “I know~”  

He makes his way to Alan’s room and knocks a few times.” Uh….Mark? may i speak with you?” He took a couple steps back and waited.

Scenario in mods head Featuring Zaara,Alan's voice Marky shark and Layfe

Alan: I-I’m going to go a-ahead and get the pasta ready. You S-Should go meet your step f-father Mark.

Layfe: *eyes beam brightly towards Alan* I will do this! *runs off into the living room*

Mark: *Enjoying his lucky charms along with Zaara on the couch*

Layfe : *Steps in front of the tv* 

Mark&Zaara: *Both with cereal in their mouths wave Layfe to move out of the the way*

Layfe: *Walks over to Mark and stares at the side of his face through squinted eyes* 

Mark: *Looks at Layfe from the corner of his eye with a raised brow in question*

Layfe: I don’t like you….you’re not good enough for the Life Giver.

Mark: *Slowly turns his head towards Layfe and finishes his cereal* Say it again you little shit * He squints back at Layfe* 

Layfe: * Leans closer practically pressing his forehead against Marks* I don’t like you, you are not good enough for the life giver.

Mark: *Tackles Layfe and puts him in a headlock almost tipping the coffee table* 

Layfe: *yelps and thrashes around slapping mark in the face* 

Alan: N-Now i know my boys a-aren’t fighting are they?

Mark and Layfe: *both look towards the kitchen* Noooooooooo

Zaara: Doggy pile! * Lets out a excited bark and pounces on Mark’s Back from the couch* 

Layfe: *Lets out a yelp as Mark falls full force on top of him* Get off you’re fat! and you smell like old garbage!

Mark:* Bathing is for the weak! Now you pay for your words!*

Layfe: *pokes his head out from under Mark* M-Mooooooom!

Alan: *Spawns literal whipping willows with squinted eyes* I said m-my boys aren’t f-fighting are they?

Layfe and Mark* Both yelp and sit up* No ma’am

Zaara: *Giggles wildly and runs over to join Zayne in the kitchen to see what is being made*