A/N : Hey all, sorry for my absence. My husband and I got hit -really- hard with covid. We've been bed ridden for a week and a half, it's been incredibly nuts. We got lucky, and we're both vaxxed and boosted like crazy. I can't imagine going into this raw like what a lot of people have had to do, I mean... I'm serious, we were scared for a second there. It's been hell, but we're finally starting to be able to eat and get out of bed and feel somewhat normal. The beauty of this is that... Cory is essentially my writing partner, for the saga, so we've literally had nothing but time to just sit and hang out and plot, and I know you guys are enjoying this story, so... Just know that we've spent the last week in bed just spending hours and HOURS plotting. I have the next nearly 3 stories plotted. So... That's cool! Got another whole decade of content and IDK how to stop, so I just keep on going. It's at a point where I could genuinely turn this all into original content, switch a few names and such, it's all stuff I've been considering. It's scary divorcing myself from the parent topic at hand, being Wreck-It Ralph, but we'll see what's next for me and my babes. Whatever happens, my babies are all coming with me, so that'll be exciting.

This story is nearing its end, there's still one last little bit of spicy drama that is to be happening shortly, but it's close to closing out and I know you guys are not going to enjoy the nasty cliffhanger I leave you all on, but, I need to be transparent about a few things. I have drastically removed myself from the internet due to personal reasons. I've divorced myself from the Vyntresser name, I've made myself new socials and, I'm sorry about this but I'm not keen on sharing it all just yet. I had a -massive- rebirth event happen to me last month, and I'd be willing to go into detail at Favor's Game's final A/N but it was in my soul's best interest to rebrand myself, to rebirth, rise from the ashes, whatever terminology you'd like, I've had a -massive- spiritual awakening and have been taking this month to really relearn myself and figure out where I'd like to let my feet lead me. My whole world got turned on its head, and it's all wonderful things, but it's extremely exhausting. I haven't put pen to paper this entire time, I haven't drawn a single thing, except commission work I've gotten, I've finally given myself permission to just rest and it's been very rewarding. The name of my 6th story will be unveiled sometime in July, and with such, I'll be revealing my new Twitter so you all can keep up with the new art I'll be making. I'm going to be incredibly selective with how fast I give my soul to the world, once more. This process for me is now incredibly fragile and new, but I am excited to share with you the... INSANE amount of progress my husband and I have made, plot and character wise, for this beast of a saga. The whole of it is going to go SHOOTING to new heights and new twists, just typing this out makes me giddy as hell, I just can't wait to share with everyone again. I've been previously way too scared to expand this beast to the reaches of the internet, as a main setting, and the time has come... And boy, the doors it has flung open.

As for my deviantART. I have decided to -officially- retire it. I've been on deviantART since 2007 and have always promised myself I'd continue uploading all my art there, but my identity has come full circle, my time to shed old skin and start anew is upon me. The only place I'll be keeping the 'Vyntresser' name is Fanfiction, though even -then- it might change. If/when it does, you guys will know, but just understand, moving forward, any Vyntresser/Vyntastic socials anyone is following me at is now going to be lovingly thanked, by me, and closed out. I'll share my heart and new socials in due time, I'm slowly coming back to myself, it's all been a rough, metamorphosis of a process, but I'm finally feeling comfortable enough to spread my wings, once more, and I appreciate everyone being so patient with me. Thank you for everything, you guys. Even though the saga has gone nearly dead-silent, in terms of reviewers, it's still getting the typical views it gets, and I'm really grateful for you guys, always and forever.

Chapter 215, 216 and 218 are all -massive- sex scenes with 10K words, and will mark 1-week uploads, so 215 will be uploaded this Wednesday and I won't upload 216 until the following Wednesday. Just to make clear :) I hope you guys are enjoying the peace and quiet, for how long it's been going on, cause... Y'guys, it's about to fucking go down, the 6th story is... Like I could scream I'm so excited you guys. I hope you all are as well :)


*Chapter 214*

"Who needs roosters when you have wrecking," Sezeke's deep, crackly voice mumbled warmly, he stood on his and Elkuorra's adorable little front patio and deck with a hot cup of coffee in one hand and a well-loved book in the other. Gideon's heavy-lifting was finished, in terms of wrecking and relocating bigger boulders for proper landscaping in Elkuorra's beautiful garden, though the two still had a decent amount of work to do which involved Sezeke eventually. Having a rough start to his morning, he looked mildly disheveled, though was eager to set the three up with a hearty breakfast for continued work to come. He stood a bit taller and was happy to catch eyes with Gideon, across the way. He lifted his mug in a lazy fashion and lulled his eyes closed, "You two find a stopping point, come in for some breakfast."

"Yeah, that tiny breakfast I had before coming over here, definitely has been spent," Gideon grunted in a huff.

Now stood shirtless, a sweaty mess, Gideon's big ankles and heels were scuffed with dirt and soil. His messy auburn hair was damp, due to said sweat, and had begun flattening to his head. He tossed his eyes about to source Kepa's mother and was delighted to see her knelt near a fresh patch of flowers she had just planted the day prior. Gideon patiently assessed her and was floored to find stark similarities in Elkuorra's personality generously littered into Kepa's. The way her delicate hands and claws tended to her flowers, the sweet nothings she whispered in musing daydreams, the low lay of her ears and tail and the twinkle of enchanted wonder in her eyes, Gideon couldn't help but feel his heart swell for the women of the Favor family. With said stream of thought, he took the opportunity of catching his breath to nervously throw his eyes across the way and in the direction of Kepa's lighthouse. A beautiful spire, his beacon home, it glistened in the cut of the morning sunshine that beat against its East-facing side, he smirked and looked down to his hands in a quick moment of pondering he allowed himself.

He recounted the entire day spent with Kepa, yesterday, the sheer struggle she was going through, the monumental amount of load-bearing she was dumping on herself, the whole idea that she felt responsible for moving their relationship towards greater intimacy now had begun to make Gideon's heart hurt. He sighed, bobbed a brief nod to himself and promised that today, after breakfast, after gardening, after being needed here at the Favor residence, he'd return to the lighthouse and assist Kepa with her worries, inquire what she truly wanted, with Kepa clearly being the machine and Gideon being the oil needed for such forward momentum. The signs were all laid out before him, her squirrelly demeanor from yesterday, the obviously tantalizing dream she had only barely revealed, Gideon felt his heart sink in a small vat of guilt knowing he had the power to truly pick up just what she was putting down, but was all in the name of good fun that was now turning into slow torture. Certain of his plan, he brightened with heart-thumping hope and was happy that Elkuorra stood, due to hearing Gideon's and Sezeke's conversation, and seemingly came back to the planet.

"Thank you, Gideon," Elkuorra's loving, motherly voice soothed Gideon's soul. She blurt a giggle and cutely began to swipe the dirt and debris from the bigger palm pads on the side of Gideon's left hand, "Got in a good workout, huh."

"Ma'am," Gideon agreed warmly with a nod, he sucked in a huge breath and sourced where he had tossed his t-shirt, all dolloped with a sweet, innocent look of apology into Kepa's mother's eyes, "I think I'm going to go home and rinse off really fast, actually. I don't want to be all smelly and gross while we sit and chat."

"Don't be too long, you know Seze was a vacuum in a past life, breakfast will be gone in a flash," Elkuorra cheekily muttered as she pat Gideon's upper arm and swung to head towards the patio, to which her and Sezeke cheekily caught eyes.

"I'm a dragon! I'm always hungry, woman," Sezeke barked with a hefty, crackly laugh of sleepy delight as him and Elkuorra were rocketed into happy laughter with one another. As Elkuorra approached him up the mossy cobbles and to their little wooden patio, Sezeke broadened his gaze to Gideon and kindly gestured to him, "Door's unlocked Gid, just let yourself in, okay?"

"Okay, I'll be right back," Gideon cued kindly, and with their brief notions of departure, Gideon encapsulated himself in his own glitching abilities and was off like a bolt of lightning.


Snapped out of her delirious daydreams, Kepa sharply flinched and watched as Gideon's coding rocketed him away with minimal effort, and in a flash, he was gone. Upon the first break of ground Gideon had made, Kepa had been awake, stood perched just off the balcony her and Gideon first met on. She made sure she was entirely out of sight, from her parents and Gideon, though was floored at the incredible front row seat she had to Gideon's literal show of arms. Kepa finally let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding, she had spent the past thirty minutes hovering in baited wait, just marinating in every single last rush of itchy emotion she could, even if it was all driving her up a wall. She was floored her incredible eyesight gifted her these visuals of Gideon, even from the decent distance her balcony was from her parent's gardening spot and front door, the singular little balcony that faced in the opposite direction of the ocean and straight into the flyer's enclosure, Kepa nearly bit her nails trying to keep composed, trying to allow herself this healthy obsession all while desperately trying not to let it drive her crazy.

"Stupid... Muscles, stupid wrecking ability," Kepa spat in hot frustration, though having seen Gideon part from her parents in what she thought was an official departure now had her feeling panicked, like she needed to talk to someone about all of this drama. She grappled the hair on her temples, looked about in a crazed frenzy and watched as her parents stepped into their front door and sealed it for good. She flattened her ears and huffed a hot exhale through the grit of her fangs, "Stupid... FLOWERS."

Kepa brushed her messy hair out of her forehead and now began to stomp downstairs, into the lighthouse's common room. She wore a tight, black crop top and a matching set of biker shorts that hugged her figure. What was preparation to maybe take a lazy flight about the palace turned into stalking her boyfriend from her high-up balcony and getting roped into delirious fantasies of what could be. She rubbed her eyes and could still see the images of being entirely tangled up with him, his sweaty skin met her messy tufts of fur, a wrap of her tail and wings and limbs all tossed in downs and sunshine, she could practically hear the walls reverberate what would be the sounds of loud pleasure filling the space with desire. Desperate for this unload, determined to not be the one to spearhead the mess of it, she now was at war with herself and losing badly. Feeling crazed, fur a mess, strapped in her skin-tight clothes she now felt was due to eating her alive, and any other sensory idea that came into contact with her fried brain, had her wanting to start pulling her hair out. She urgently reached for her phone and was en-route to calling Gideon and demanding he come over, though she squeezed her eyes shut, locked her phone, furiously set it down and sharply paced to the gaping french doors that let in the cool ocean breeze.

With a push, the cooler ocean air blasted her face as she clumsily stepped out onto the deck and took in a huge breath of fresh air. After hovering in it for a moment of final clarity, she sagged her shoulders and slumped her elbows in a lean to the patio's side railing. She longingly peered out to Sugar Rush's gorgeous, crystal blue waters, with Sugar Sun Island on the horizon all daintily speckled by the hues of periwinkle and orange the sunrise had gifted the game. She relished in the calm atmosphere and really dug into why she was feeling so heated, in both good and bad ways. How desperate she was to unload with Gideon, to really get to the root of his love and reciprocate it all tenfold, she felt thwarted by unresolved resentment she felt towards him. How desperately she wanted him to keep fighting for her heart, for the earned right to the inner workings of her deep, dark core of intimacy, she sighed into her hands and was well aware none of this was serving her, or Gideon. She knew love and deeper intimacy came at the price of selflessness and a willingness to be entirely vulnerable. She knew she had to let all of her walls come down and just explain to Gideon her blatant desires, even though he already was likely cued in and awaiting her green lights. After about fifteen minutes of contemplation, she sucked in a refreshed breath and wondered if getting some final nuggets of advice from her mother would be best, a soundboard to bounce off of before she dove right into the thick of this mess, though as she turned to head out the door and to her parent's house, the idea of spilling her heart out began to make the boiling feelings of conflicted frustration threaten to resurface.


"I see Tessa has done her research, here," Gideon called from inside Elkuorra's and Sezeke's bigger walk-in pantry. Having taken time to go home, shower, change into fresh clothes and return, Gideon now kindly helped in preparing breakfast with Kepa's parents, two individuals who were becoming fast friends of Gideon's. Although the pantry light was off, he could still see that Elkuorra had a fresh jar of a rare type of sunflower seeds, certain seeds that could only be found in Castle Run. Beyond that, Gideon's gaze broadened to see multiple jars of exclusive, Castle Run spices and herbs. Although likely this was from the version currently plugged into Litwak's, he was honored that Tessa had gifted them these ingredients to solidify familiarity in a place that was far from home, for the two. He grinned in delight and grabbed the jar of sugar, he turned to prepare to head back into the gape of the kitchen as he continued on, "Got lots of Castle Run goodies, in there. Can only mean Tessa's looking out for the entire lot of us, clearly."

"A good Queen protects, a fantastic Queen nurtures," Elkuorra warmly stated with a bob of a nod, in agreeing to Gideon's statement, though just as she opened her mouth to carry on, Kepa's voice suddenly rattled from the eruption of the front door, across the house.

"Mom?" Kepa loudly called, to which all three individuals in the kitchen froze in confusion, dead in their tracks.

"Kippy?" Elkuorra's voice broadened in motherly concern as her ears perked high, though as Kepa barreled into the house, her energy was that of a raging tornado, something Elkuorra cued to and remained frozen in hopes that Kepa would eventually match her energy.

"Mom, look, I don't care if this is awkward, I don't care if this is TMI, I just need advice and I need it fast because I'm about to literally explode," Kepa erupted in panting frustration as she grappled her already messy hair, on the sides of her head.

"Kippy," Elkuorra tenderly cued in the tone of a tender warning as her eyes sharply shot to Gideon, who stood hovered in the shadow of the pantry's huge, arched entry way; she bit her lip in confused stun as she could see Gideon tenderly set down the jar of sugar and don a look of almost cheeky, smiling confusion.

"I'm SO confused at Gideon right now, mom, it's like he KNOWS I'm struggling and just-just... TAUNTS me!" Kepa cried with a sarcastic, exhausted giggle as she flung her arms out in full animation. It was here did Gideon sharply raise his eyebrows in now blistered shock and remain frozen as he hung entirely out of sight, mostly due to Kepa having her back to him. She angrily pivoted to pace, her hands returned to feverishly gripping her short white hair, her long tail flicked in hefty swats of very blatant agitation. She loudly carried on as she heavily paced the tiles of the kitchen, ultimately shattering the peaceful presence of their breakfast routine which included Gideon, she droned on in a lilt of very obvious sarcastic cheeriness, "He's bent over backwards for meee, he asked me out on a daaate, he tended to a small child at the mall yesterdayyy, all while I STUPIDLY told him that I'D be the linchpin to unlocking the achievement of-of... Of... LITERALLY letting my freak flag fly."

"...The hell's going on in here?" Sezeke muttered as he strolled up from a smaller hallway, just off the opposite side of the kitchen and pantry, a hallway that ultimately lead to their back porch.

He scuffed to a halt and largely cocked an eyebrow in Gideon's direction. The look of continued, frozen, blistered shock on Gideon's face had Sezeke very quickly understanding that Kepa was flying off the handle in what she thought was a safe space away from Gideon's ears. It was here did Sezeke don a look of suspended, almost playful doom as he bugged his eyes and held with Gideon, across the stretch, though swiftly stabbed his eyes down into Elkuorra's who stood loosely to his left. Kepa's tail fervently swat in an audible whip as she continued to pace, Elkuorra only briefly peeled her eyes from Kepa's volcanic eruption to finger her lip in nervous confusion. Delicate, equally as bulged eye contact her and Sezeke marinated in for just a second, though as Kepa sucked in a breath to loudly continue on, Elkuorra scrunched her shoulders and held up her finger.

"Uh, Kippy?" Elkuorra tenderly pleaded, though she flinched as Kepa sharply continued on to the whole room as she furiously paced, hands and arms wildly animated in either grappled hair or firm gestured outwards.

"Y'ever see that man interact with a small child? Ironic bliss, pure beauty, I was nearly gripping Tatum's arm off trying to keep myself from being absolutely flung into his arms out in public!" Kepa cried in sarcastic, panting, giggling frustration at herself, "Not only is his return an absolute dream, I now have to carry on as cool as a cucumber, hiking this MOUNTAIN of dastardly things he's done all perfectly littered with equally as amazing things he's currently doing. How the hell am I supposed to navigate all of this all by myself?!"

"Kepa," Sezeke's deep voice interjected, though even the gentle boom of his nervous, fatherly voice wasn't enough to shake Kepa from her tirade.

"And I'm CONSTANTLY teased by a show of arms, exterior swaps that turn to lucid play that turn to sex dreams I KNOW he planted somewhere in the back of my mind, only then to act dumb about all of it like he has no clue what he's doing!" Kepa shouted in crazed pleading as she spun to finally peer hard into her mother's eyes. She firmly gestured into her sternum and loudly carried on, unabated, "He's out here shirtless and sweaty and tending to delicate flowers for WHAT! Half of it is to do you a favor and the other half is to taunt me KNOWING I have a front row seat!"

"KEPA!" Elkuorra suddenly shouted from her depths as she clenched her fists and matched Kepa's feisty, fiery warpath.

"WHAT!?" Kepa properly growled as she grit her fangs and gripped her hands into a contorted air-grapple full of claws, though she heavily panted through her nose as Elkuorra flattened her ears tight, wrinkled her nose, lulled her eyes closed just barely and gingerly pointed her finger in a waggle to just what was behind Kepa.

Kepa softened, and though it was just barely, she sagged her shoulders, perked her ears high and turned to look over her shoulder. As if in slow motion, as if now in a horror film, her eyes collected with Gideon's about a dozen feet away. He hung in the darkened archway of her parent's walk-in pantry, he had leaned into the wall with his bigger arms crossed, his clean auburn hair all cutely tuft atop his head, the look of entire, cheeky, gut-twisting bliss hung on his face in the show of a full, knowing little smirk, it was here did Kepa feel every single last fur on her body raise into a prickle of goosebumps that plagued her whole being. She stiffened with bugged eyes, sucked in a sharp, long, audible gasp and felt as if the grip Gideon's eyes had hers in was something she couldn't peel from. Just before she could possibly sink to the floor and find a hole to die in, she stiffly turned back around to face her parents and was now wiped in blistered, stunned embarrassment she was now a prisoner to. She felt her pupils tighten, the fur on her shoulders, spine and tail poofed as if she had been spooked, and though she could hardly find the ability to breathe, she squeaked her mother the tiniest, most embarrassed conclusion.

"Wh-why didn't you tell me he was here," Kepa meeped silently as she continued to looked stressed and panicked, stiff in full terror.

"I-I tried! You blew in here like a twister ready to destroy everything!" Elkuorra fervently complained, all trailed with a shaky giggle as she rubbed her forehead and shyly eyed Gideon.

Kepa sharply scoffed a hard exhale of regret, exhaustion, desperation, embarrassment, all of the above. She scrunched her shoulders and firmly looked down into the press of her palms into her face. She meeped a shy cry of a noise into her hands as her tail clumsily wrapped about her lower legs and ankles a few times, as if somehow curling away like such would make her invisible. The whole kitchen was silent for a moment, though as Sezeke assessed everyone, he noted Gideon had previously donned a look of smug, playful cheekiness that had now sagged to apologetic concern, Elkuorra looked too stunned to grapple with the right emotion to land on, and Kepa continued to huff little shaky breaths of promised cries into her hands as her back and shoulders now trembled in the ride of her angry emotions now viciously swiped into horrified embarrassment. Sezeke cleared his throat, set down his mug of coffee, raised his eyebrows and knew he needed to somehow steer this runaway train back to it's tracks, to allow Kepa and Gideon to return to full-steam ahead. He cutely lifted from his stance and sourced one of their nearby barstools.

"Alright, c'mere, let's... Let's problem solve," Sezeke mumbled in teasing dread. His long, beautiful dragon tail gently gripped about one of the legs of the nearby barstool as he brought it to himself. He placed it a few feet before Kepa and grunted to a slow sit, and as he got into Kepa's extremely fragile gravity, he lovingly slid his bigger hand to her upper arm and was eager to coax her out of her own little hiding spot, "C'mon, lovey. Lookit me."

Kepa slowly peeled her face from her hands, her eyes were billowed with huge tears, she looked mentally exhausted. Her lip quivered as she desperately tried to keep it all together, though she long-blinked said big tears down her cheeks as she tossed her eyes away from her father's intense, loving gaze and looked out the big, round window near their dining room table. She crossed her arms and remained lightly hunched in continued embarrassment, though as Sezeke continued to speak, her beautiful, tender gaze hooked to his as he sat low at her eye level. His bigger hand sweetly remained cupped about the back of her upper arm, a cradle of protection he kept his youngest daughter in no matter the circumstances.

"Not that I particularly WANT to be discussing you and Gideon having... Relations," Sezeke muttered through his teeth with a dry, nervous chuckle that roused Elkuorra into the same sweep of giggly camaraderie. He sighed and shook his head as him and Kepa tightly held eyes, "But, it seems to me that there may have been a tiny spark of miscommunication that has now exploded into chaos that could've been under control long ago..."

"I don't want to be in charge any more," Kepa whimpered quietly as she looked down to her hands and lightly shook.

"Ho-oh," Elkuorra just barely quipped as she crossed her arms and looked up, though Sezeke stiffened and sharply peered to her in a show of full, sarcastic banter the two knew well; Kepa snorted a teary giggle she now couldn't contain.

"What do you mean by THAT, missy?" Sezeke barked as the whole kitchen came alive with gentle laughter, a sag of understanding everyone finally melted into, and though Elkuorra was simply teasing and the tiny leaflet of conversation there ended, Sezeke sighed and returned his gaze to his precious daughter, "I'm gathering that you've taken on responsibility you no longer want, but... Maybe failed to communicate that you no longer wanted it."

Kepa shyly nodded and allowed her beautiful, glassy eyes to aimlessly gloss her father's broad shoulders in defeated contemplation.

"You're the first person to understand just what happens when needs aren't expressed, you two had one round of this nonsense that nearly ended in the destruction of both of you," Sezeke wisely mused as he sighed and broadened his gaze to Gideon, who patiently and politely stood still in the gape of the walk-in pantry's arched entryway. Sezeke just barely lifted his left hand and cued for Gideon to approach, and though Gideon lifted from his lean on the wall, he approached Kepa and Sezeke with slow-moving, certain gentleness, "This, unfortunately, sounds like round two... Only difference is, there's no physical separation, only emotional... Which, if I'm being honest, has got to be worse."

"A wedge, resentment, burn-out," Elkuorra gently added in caution as Kepa nervously glanced to her mother, Gideon tenderly approached the three and stood patiently to Kepa's back right, he was well aware his morning now pivoted to catering to Kepa's blatant, unearthed needs first and foremost.

"So, Gideon was going to continue helping your mother with her garden, after breakfast, but... I'm wondering if we'd be perpetuating unnecessary stewing if we didn't let you and Gideon just git," Sezeke muttered cutely, he eyed Gideon in almost dreaded, smiling annoyance and shook his head, "Weird reality I've suddenly stepped into... The hell is happening."

"Kippy, you're so anxious and worried one wrong move is going to make Gideon flee, I know," Elkuorra doted, she lovingly reached for Kepa's shoulders and did what she could to tidy the longer, beautiful white strands of fur on the cusp of Kepa's right shoulder, nearest her. Both women held eyes, Kepa sniffled and perked her ears a little as Elkuorra gave her daughter a knowing little smirk, "You're feeling a lot, both good and bad... You're worried and excited and scared and angry and over the moon, certainly it feels like you can't even grasp at the right words, hm?"

"Y'seemed to have gotten a lot off your chest, just then," Sezeke mumbled warmly, "All better suited for just Gideon's ears, but... You seem to have no problem actually articulating what's wrong. The issue is..."

"Telling the right person what's wrong," Elkuorra sweetly whispered, Gideon chuffed a small laugh through his nose and humbly looked down to his feet in smiling agreeing.

"I-I'm trying to navigate all this without bringing you down," Kepa whimpered quietly as she rubbed her temple and remained hunched in nervousness, she finally braved Gideon's eye contact and felt a wash of further humility come over her, once more. She staggered in gentle trembles and long-blinked more tears down her cheeks, "I just... Want to be the unmoving beacon of light you always equate me to."

"Kiprinka, you and I both know that lighthouse's lamp does not cast beams during the day... It's a time of rest, even if the building is still there, even if there's a promise of light, there will always be rest and rebirth," Sezeke wisely mused as he rubbed Kepa's upper arm and garnered her fragile eye contact once more. He lovingly cupped her cheek and shook his head, "You can't navigate these massive feelings that you have about Gideon all by yourself, lovey. Include him... Good things will happen, I promise."

"Cute as a button, ready to serve, no matter what," Elkuorra innocently mused as she gently nudged Gideon's lower arm, though Kepa heaved a long, nasally sigh and bravely glanced her eyes to Gideon's, once more.

"I-I'm sorry," Kepa murmured in sweet sorrow, her eyes looked exhausted and humbled, though Gideon tsked a noise and gently shook his head.

"I wasn't innocent, here, I may or may not have enjoyed taunting you yesterday," Gideon nervously mumbled, Sezeke stiffened and furrowed his brow.

"Yeah, what's this talk about a small child?" Sezeke dryly wondered, to which Kepa rubbed her forehead and firmly looked off in full embarrassment.

"How about we let you two discuss it, it's a private matter, let's just leave it at that," Elkuorra smoothly covered as Kepa sagged in gentle gratitude and peered said grateful gaze tight into her mother's. Elkuorra tilted her head in a sweet show of girly camaraderie and tidied Kepa's wildly tossed hair, "When a fight breaks out, when reconciliation happens, when there's the dregs of buzzing, frustrated feelings left over and seemingly NO amount of words solve the issue, y'wanna know what your father and I do to officially solve the issue?"

Kepa innocently peered into her mother's eyes for an answer, though with the way Sezeke stiffly looked off and grunted a noise of teasing embarrassment, Kepa's ears finally perked a little, her spine stood a bit straighter, the sound of Gideon cutely chuckling in loo of Sezeke mildly being put on the spot, in all of this, had Kepa finally allowing a tiny, shy smile to sprawl her face as her mother leaned in and cheekily concluded her sentiment in a sharp whisper.

"We have sex," Elkuorra snipped, though before anyone could complain or guffaw at the dodgy subject, considering everyone's relation to one another, Elkuorra stood a bit straighter, gestured towards their front door and broadened a smile, "You two run along now."

"Mom," Kepa complained nervously, she now felt that gut-twisting turn of terror hold her captive as her and Gideon shyly caught eyes in a swing of rushing, smiling confusion.

"Go on, git," Elkuorra continued as she began to sweetly usher the two towards the front door, and though they were slow, bumbling and confused about it, both Kepa and Gideon were now escorted to the front door, still visible from Sezeke's point of the kitchen.

"But..." Kepa staggered on a few words, the very tiny beginnings of protest she had no clue how to make bold and strong, though as Elkuorra successfully shuffled both kids out the door, she obnoxiously waved her little hand and grinned in cheeky, joyous warmth.

"Have fun, be safe," Elkuorra called warmly, to which Kepa stiffened and flattened her ears with an embarrassed little smile.

"Mom, y'gotta be joking," Kepa muttered in full annoyance, to which Elkuorra swung her front door closed.

"Sayonara!" Elkuorra so cutely chirped as the door clacked and locked; Gideon and Kepa stood still, side by side, not a single breath was taken.

Kepa finally exhaled a shaky breath, after what felt like five minutes of just staring at her parent's front door in full terror, though as the two finally swung eye contact into each other's eyes, Gideon gave her an almost snide little look of knowing, taunting delight and dared to continue pushing her buttons, now that everything was out in the open, now that she was exposed entirely.

"... Tell me how you really feel," Gideon muttered darkly, and though his core was tender and loving, he was excited to allow this bitey, taunting front to roll, he knew Kepa was enjoying it at her core had she not just exploded into a million pieces because of it.

"I don't have words left," Kepa returned meanly as she flattened her ears and eyed Gideon, as if to beg him to tread lightly, though somehow him stoking the fire was just what she was wanting, just what she was waiting for, the right opportunity to finally lunge for the kill.

"Well, good, we won't need'em," Gideon stated in a hush just above a whisper, and though the teasing tirade continued on, he lovingly gripped her little hand in his and gestured his head to the sunny pathway that lead to the lighthouse, "I think your bedroom is probably a good spot to sit and chat, huh?"

"I think your bedroom is probably a good spot-" Kepa mocked in a deep voice she forced as she bobbed her head about, though she snipped the last few words off and stiffened as the two began to step off of her parent's patio, her hand still firmly gripped in his, "Where would be a good spot to yell in your face about how much of a jerk you are?"

"... I mean, your bedroom," Gideon choked a hearty, happy laugh out and upwards as the two escaped the gravity of Kepa's parent's home, and with Gideon's sunny aura, Kepa sagged in grinning, annoyed frustration and rubbed her forehead as she did whatever she could to wipe the smile from her face.

"Yeah, yuck it up now, it's all funny, huh," Kepa muttered in full frustration, though as they pressed out onto the sand and closer to the lighthouse's turquoise front door, she grit her teeth and felt that swarm of butterflies now begin to turn into a raging tornado of hornets, and the only thing set to unleashing every last one of them was simply crossing the door's threshold.