Nika: Yes, I'm posting very frequently because I'm enjoying this. XD
Kratos: I'm not.
Nika: … Just do the disclaimer…
Kratos: XxNika-chanxX does not own Tales of Symphonia. All rights reserved to Namco and whoever else owns it… You really should figure out who else owns Tales of Symphonia.
Nika: … Don't mock me…
Kratos sat in the small Inn, reading a book by the fireplace. He glanced over to his sleeping wife, Anna, who was exhausted from being a mother.
He recalled their conversation from only minutes ago:
Anna yawned and stretched her arms in the air. "Kratos… do me a favor and watch Lloyd while I take a nap…"
Kratos snapped his head up from his book and stared at her, "You don't think I'm going to mess up, or mentally scar him?" He went through all the insults Anna had shot him about watching over Lloyd.
"I never said that," Anna giggled as she lay down, "I'm just really tired and need some rest. Besides, I think you need to spend some time with our son."
Kratos groaned and returned to his book, "Don't blame me for any unexplainable mishaps."
Anna laughed worriedly, hoping he was kidding.
Kratos set his book down on a nearby coffee table and looked to the floor. There was his son, sitting on the carpet playing with the few toys he had. Lloyd couldn't speak yet, or walk, or even crawl, much to Kratos' pleasure. But, Lloyd could try to speak, or walk, or crawl, which both amused and annoyed Kratos. Instead of walking/crawling and talking, the baby could roll… and screech.
Lloyd looked up from his toys, noticing he had his father's attention. He gave Kratos a toothless grin and waved by opening and closing his hand. Kratos chuckled and waved back to his son. Lloyd looked at his toy, a stuffed dog, and waved to it. He held it up in front of Kratos, wanting him to wave to the dog as well. Kratos reluctantly sighed and waved to the stuffed dog.
Lloyd, pleased with his waving antics, lay on his back and rolled over onto his stomach. Then onto his back, then back onto his stomach. This movement continued until he had rolled all the way across the room behind a couch. Kratos followed his son who he found… waving to the couch. Kratos mentally face-palmed and thought, 'Either our son is bound to be very friendly or very stupid …'
When Kratos had finally stopped thinking about his son's mental state, Lloyd was already gone. The infant had rolled away somewhere into mischief. Kratos panicked and searched the room, looking under beds and blankets and in small spaces between furniture.
Suddenly, there was a soft thud followed by loud crying and screeching. Anna shot up out of bed and followed Kratos into the dining room, where Lloyd lay, holding his head in pain.
Anna picked up her son and kissed his head. "It's okay, Lloyd. It's just a boo-boo, mommy will make it feel better, okay?" Anna glared at Kratos as she eased their son. "This wouldn't happen to be an 'unexplainable mishap' would it?"
"I…" He wasn't keen on saying he had become lost in his thoughts and allowed their son to roll away where he would evidently hit his head on the leg of a chair.
"Mhm, I thought so." Anna walked out of the dining room to the kitchen where she placed a bag of ice on Lloyd's head. "Let's hope that little 'mishap' didn't cause Lloyd some permanent brain damage."
"Anna, you can't blame that accident for his stupidity." Kratos mumbled, hoping she wouldn't hear. Unfortunately, mothers hear everything, and an unfortunate bag of ice had been chucked at Kratos'… cough never mind.
Kratos: You're a cruel being.
Nika: Haha, Kratos, you're going to need that ice.
Kratos: Let me guess, a similar 'accident' caused your warped mental state?
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