YAWN
Time to start the day. Stolas thought as he yawned and stretched in his luxurious plush bed.
"Thank you Boxley." Stolas said as he sipped his morning tea and stood up. "Oh!" He blushed as he felt a sharp slap on his behind.
Boxley stood behind him. "Forgive me sir. Old hands you know." He smirked daring Stolas to say he didn't like it.
"You only get two of those a day and only when in private." Stolas reminded his loyal butler and lover.
"I'll come fix your breakfast soon Sir. Now, I have an appointment with this one here." Boxley licked his lips at the nude Blitzo hugging his pillow and giving. A light snore."
"Don't wear him out he goes to work today." Stolas reminded Boxley as he left the room to the older heavyset imp male stripping down.
As he walked down the hall he heard the distinctive sounds of bed shaking and his Blitzy's delicious moans of delight.
"Fuck me." Blitzo said as he limped slightly into the breakfast nook. "I don't know what got into Boxley just now, he was a beast!"
Stolas laughed. "Well suck it up love."
"Oh I already did that wrinkled red sack is empty." Blitzo licked his lips.
Stolas chuckled. "Not what I meant. The children will be awake soon."
YAWWWN. Harry limped in. He was still recovering from being abducted by Stolas' ex wife and Octavia's mother.
"What's for breakfast?" Harry asked as he sat next to Blitzo. Leaning over slightly to rest on the imp for a few moments.
"Pancakes young master." Boxley said as he stood at the stove whisking batter up. Adding baftover bacon grease from cooking past.
"Oh my fucking God YES." Octavia said as she shuffled in. She too was recovering and in Physical Therapy from being pralyzed for 6 months. "Boxleys pancakes are the BEST!"
"Fresh orange Juice is in the Fridge children." Boxley said as he laid bacon on a tray.
Harry retrieved the large pitcher and two glasses from the cupboards for he and his sister pouring hers first before pouring his own.
After a good breakfast of bacon greased pancakes and bacon/eggs Stolas was off to his office for his usual day of paperwork and...
"Stop it!"
"It's mine! Give it back!"
"It was going to be mine! Besides your a boy! You shouldn't even like jewelry!"
"It was Dads before! Give it back! He gave it to me!"
"Children." Stolas said as he kept apart the struggling but weak owlings.
"Dad she took my choker!" Harry said with tears in his eyes.
"Octavia give him back the choker."
"But dad-"
"Now Octavia. I didn't raise a thief."
"Oh but your raising a murderer for hire."
Harry tackled Octavia to the ground and they grappled.
"That's not fair! I'm in training!"
"That's ENOUGH." Stolas clapped loudly. "Stop this behavior NOW. Octavia, give your brother back his family medallion or your grounded."
"Ugh. Fine take the stupid thing." Octavia threw it and Harry said "Hey! This thing is thousands of years old, careful asshole!" And Harry gasped at his own language. He had never swore at Octavia before. Or called her a vulgar name.
"Harry." Stolas eyes flowed bright red.
"Uh oh." Harry said. "I'm definitely in trouble."
"Ooommghugh." Harry sat on the toilet of Stolas' private executive bathroom in his office.
"And that's time." Stolas said. He had made Harry sit on the toilet with a red bar of soap in his mouth. The bar poking out of the lower corner of his beak.
"Rinse out and go to your room for the rest of the day until dinner I'll have Boxley bring you your lunch."
"Yegh." Harry made a disgusted face as he rinsed his mouth out of the soapy taste. the soap and water making his feathers all wet.
"And as for you." Stolas said to Octavia as she chuckled at her baby brothers misfortune. "I don't know what's gotten into you today. But I have the medallion to Harry-"
"Because your replacing me!"
"I-what?!" Stolas almost stumbles back in shock at the notion. "Replacing you? Why in Hell would I do that?"
"Because now you have a son who can take over your position of power legitimately and you don't need me anymore." Octavia shrunk in on herself.
"Oh nononono darling never. I would never ever EVER replace you." Stolas said as he brought Octavia closer. "You are my precious Starfire. Both of you are. I gave Harry the medallion because he needed the confidence."
"But he seems so-"
"Happy? He is. But when your adopted Via it's a different story than if your the shall we say, bio child? He knows now he's literally my son but he still has that insecurity. It might never go away. But just because I'm giving him a little more attention right now doesn't mean he's replaced you in my heart in anyway."
Octavia sniffed then hugged Stolas. "Thanks Daddy."
"Your welcome my sweet. Now go apologize to your brother."
"Is he still grounded for the day?"
"Oh yes. He called you a filthy word. I won't have my children calling each other such disgusting names. It's bad enough down here we can't be at each other's throats when our enemies would want to see us fail from within. Though it is rather sweet of you to ask."
Octavia left her fathers office to go apologize to the younger owl boy.
Blitzo walked in. "Bad day hun?"
"I thought you had work." Stolas said as he slumped in his chair. "Oh it's not even lunch time yet and I've already diffused a situation between Harry and Via."
"Bird Girl is jealous of the attention Harry's getting?"
"How did you know?" Stolas asked as the imp came behind him and started rubbing the owls shoulders.
"I know siblings. I am a sibling. Siblings fight CONSTANTLY. It's a never ending battle. Fortunately Harry and Octavia have a better relationship than me and Barbie Wire had.
"What about your relationship with Fizzorolli? Oh Blitzy right there." Stolas' plumage floofed out and he melted in the Imps palms."
"That was different." Blitzo said with a blush. "He was my adopted sibling. Which turned into a serious romantic relationship and then we had a fallout after he walked out on me to go work for Asmodeous in Lust."
"I really need to get on with this paperwork." Stolas said. "But my love I do appreciate your insight." He patted Blitzos hand.
"I should get back to the office. Before Pentious causes another explosion."
"What do you mean explos-" He looked up and Blitzo's long tail was leaving the room.
"Oh blast it I'll ask him later."
It was nearing 7 PM. Stolas put down his fancy fountain work pen, cracked his knuckles and laid back in his desk chair. "This job is going to kill me one day."
An Owl Boy rubbing his arm came in. "Papa." Harry. "I'm sorry I swore and called Octavia a bad name."
"And have you apologized to Octavia?" Stolas asked as he pulled Harry close as he did Octavia.
"Yeah earlier when she came to my room. But I just hate disappointing you."
"Harry that's nothing to be ashamed of every child is afraid of disappointing their parents. You should never feel ashamed to apologize."
Harry hugged Stolas. "Thanks Dad." He said.
Stolas rubbed Harry's hair. "Your welcome. Now go wash up for supper."
He watched Harry run out the room and opened a drawer to pour himself of fermented sinners blood wine.
Tonight was the night of the Full Moon. Stolas laid awake waiting for him. On his elbow as he had just texted he was at the Palace Gates moments ago.
Proud Papa Imp: Prepare that Bird Puss! Daddy's home!
He double checked the message before seeing said Proud Papa Imp at the door to their bedroom leaning against the door and smirking at the owl man. He stepped inside and dropped his pants closing the door behind him.
To be continued...
and that's a day in the life of Stolas. He's just a Dad. A powerful Bird Dad But still a Dad.