Chapter #3: Reese and Remus Lupin
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Reese yawned and got up from her bed. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly. She smiled as she went over to her bedroom door. Judging her experience from last night, she thought it better for the sun to shine than for there to be more rain. She entered the living room where her father, the shy werewolf-man, Remus Lupin sat working on some papers. He had his back turned toward the desk and had no idea that Reese was awake. She thought it'd be funny if she startled her father by making a funny sound. She, quietly, tiptoed to her father. Remus was muttering something under his breath, not knowing about Reese and her little prank. She smiled viciously and continued to walk. Reese was about an inch away from Remus' chair. She sucked in her breath, quietly, and was about to make a sound but--
"Don't even think about," said Remus, still working on his papers.
Reese's made the sound, but in a dull way and not loud. She sighed and blew her side bangs up in the air. She sat down on the chair next Remus'.
"How'd you know it was me?" asked Reese, curiously.
Remus looked at her, smiling with pride and glowing. It was like seeing another generation of his younger self.
"Because I heard you," he answered simply. "Remember, I'm a werewolf too. I can hear everything." He bent closer to her and kissed her on the forehead. "Plus I smelled you."
Reese looked at him.
"Huh, that's more disturbing than I thought," she said. "So, what's up? Still can't find a job?"
Remus sighed and rubbed his forehead.
"Well, I did," started Remus, still rubbing his forehead, "but when they read that I was a werewolf, they kind of got . . . a little frighten."
Reese rolled her eyes. It was always because of that particular reason. Her dad was a werewolf, accept that! Reese would always say that in an angry expression but it always made Remus laugh at the way she said it.
"Don't worry, Daddy," Reese reassured him, resting her head on his shoulder. "You'll find a great job. I promise. 'Cause I know you can."
Remus smiled. Every time she would say that reassurance, it made him happier than ever before. He kissed her forehead again. Reese picked her head up and then stood up.
"So what do you want for breakfast?" Reese asked, enthusiastic. She loved to cook. "I can make pancakes if ya want."
Remus smiled and laughed a little. He nodded.
"Yeah, I could go for some pancakes, Little Moony," Remus said with pleasure. Reese looked at him in awed. He had never called her "Little Moony" before. It was always his nickname. She smiled.
"You just called me 'Little Moony'," she said. "You never called me that before."
Remus grinned. His daughter was the only girl in his life. He loved her with all of his heart and wouldn't let any harm come to her. He embraced her in a hug.
"That's because you're my Little Moony," he said to her. "Now, let's get some pancakes."
"You read my mind."
They both went into the kitchen.
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Reese yawned and got up from her bed. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly. She smiled as she went over to her bedroom door. Judging her experience from last night, she thought it better for the sun to shine than for there to be more rain. She entered the living room where her father, the shy werewolf-man, Remus Lupin sat working on some papers. He had his back turned toward the desk and had no idea that Reese was awake. She thought it'd be funny if she startled her father by making a funny sound. She, quietly, tiptoed to her father. Remus was muttering something under his breath, not knowing about Reese and her little prank. She smiled viciously and continued to walk. Reese was about an inch away from Remus' chair. She sucked in her breath, quietly, and was about to make a sound but--
"Don't even think about," said Remus, still working on his papers.
Reese's made the sound, but in a dull way and not loud. She sighed and blew her side bangs up in the air. She sat down on the chair next Remus'.
"How'd you know it was me?" asked Reese, curiously.
Remus looked at her, smiling with pride and glowing. It was like seeing another generation of his younger self.
"Because I heard you," he answered simply. "Remember, I'm a werewolf too. I can hear everything." He bent closer to her and kissed her on the forehead. "Plus I smelled you."
Reese looked at him.
"Huh, that's more disturbing than I thought," she said. "So, what's up? Still can't find a job?"
Remus sighed and rubbed his forehead.
"Well, I did," started Remus, still rubbing his forehead, "but when they read that I was a werewolf, they kind of got . . . a little frighten."
Reese rolled her eyes. It was always because of that particular reason. Her dad was a werewolf, accept that! Reese would always say that in an angry expression but it always made Remus laugh at the way she said it.
"Don't worry, Daddy," Reese reassured him, resting her head on his shoulder. "You'll find a great job. I promise. 'Cause I know you can."
Remus smiled. Every time she would say that reassurance, it made him happier than ever before. He kissed her forehead again. Reese picked her head up and then stood up.
"So what do you want for breakfast?" Reese asked, enthusiastic. She loved to cook. "I can make pancakes if ya want."
Remus smiled and laughed a little. He nodded.
"Yeah, I could go for some pancakes, Little Moony," Remus said with pleasure. Reese looked at him in awed. He had never called her "Little Moony" before. It was always his nickname. She smiled.
"You just called me 'Little Moony'," she said. "You never called me that before."
Remus grinned. His daughter was the only girl in his life. He loved her with all of his heart and wouldn't let any harm come to her. He embraced her in a hug.
"That's because you're my Little Moony," he said to her. "Now, let's get some pancakes."
"You read my mind."
They both went into the kitchen.