Hey, back to the business at hand here. FLEA SEASON SUCKS!!! That dog is lucky we like him as much as we do, or he wouldn't be sleeping in my room. I swear, if I have to wash one more sheet today... grr... ok, I feel better now. On with the story!

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She arrived a half hour later in a run down green car, one of the windows covered with a trash bag instead of window glass. She got the child out of the back seat and wrapped him in a blanket and began walking up to the front door of Mordhaus uncertainly.

She was almost exactly as he remembered her. She had been the only one night stand that he had felt any sort of attraction to in any other way other than sexually. Blond hair to her waist, brown eyes, slender and pale. She looked a little older now, small wrinkles under her eyes. He looked at the baby. Same as the photo. Actually, the child was little more than a toddler, probably a year old, three at the most. She only carried him as a precaution.

"Skwisgaar," she said as a way of greeting. She did not smile.

"Hi's," he said, shifty and uncomfortable.

The child looked over at him and babbled something unintelligable and smiled. Oh gosd, that smile looked just like his mother's. There was no doubt at all that this .. baby... was his son. He had a son... that revelation brought him to his senses. He took a seat on the steps and put his head in his hands.

Tessa took a seat beside him and set the toddler down to move a bit. He was dressed in a tiny black t shirt and a pair of black shorts.

She noticed him noticing the boy's clothes and gave him a wry smile.

"He'll only fall asleep to your metal music, so I figured he must like it," she said.

"So he is... my son?" asked Skwisgaar.

She nodded, biting her lip.

From up above, looking through a large window, the rest of Dethklok and Nate watched the scene. It was hard to tell from this distance, thought Nathan, but the kid did look a bit like the world's fastest guitarist.

"God... I can't believe Skwisgaar has a kid," he said, shaking his head slightly.

"Dat's funny, cause I can," snickered Pickles.

Naetasha giggled from where she stood beside Nathan, but not because she thought the situation was funny. Nathan would have laughed too, except he was more worried about what sort of drastic action Skwisgaar would take.

"Don't worry, Nathan. I'm pretty sure he won't leave Dethklok. There are plenty of ways around this," said Nate, slipping a hand on his shoulder. Maybes he was right, there were a lot of ways around this sorta thing. Visitation rights and that sort of stuff. He wouldn't leave Dethklok... would he?

They all watched as Skwisgaar brought them both inside, the woman holding the hand of the child.

"Hoh boy," said Nathan. He was not used to a few things aside from music, and small children was one of those few.

"Hey, don't worry, kids ain't all dat bad," said Pickles, although he didn't look too certain himself.

A moment later and Skwisgaar came into the room they were all in. They turned to greet him.

Surprisingly, the kid was older than a baby. Huh. Maybe he had been overreacting. The kid definitely did have Skwisgaar's eyes, thought Nathan. The same shape and shade and everything, the same cheekbones, the same hair. There was llittle to no doubt.

He toddled right up to Nathan, looking so far up at him that he toppled and fell on his butt. Nathan raised an eyebrow and merely glanced down at the kid.

"He likes you," said the woman, who was blonde like Skwisgaar.

"Huh. What makes you say that," he said, not posing it as a question.

"Hey, kiddie, what's happenin'?" asked Pickles, trying to act like he wasn't as shifty as the rest of them. It was just a stupid kid, why were they all on tetherhooks?

The boy got to his feet and toddled over to the red haired drummer and Pickles bent down so they were face to face.

"Puckle!" he said.

"What the-?" said Murderface.

The blonde woman looked just as shocked.

"He's... never said anything before. That was his first word," she said, staring at her son.

Nate, meanwhile, was giggling like a lunatic.

"Hey, what's so funny?" accused Pickles.

"He... said... puckle... hahaha not.. pickles, heehehehe... I think that's a good... hahaha nickname ...for you... from now on," and at this point, she was so overcome that she just kept laughing.

Pickles didn't seem to find it amusing.

Nathan, on the other hand, began chuckling along with her. It was pretty funny. Maybe they would start calling him Puckle from now on, hahaha.

"Hey, whatever, man, I don't think so," said Pickles. He stood up straight again, but the toddler would have none of it. He plopped himself down on the drummer's foot and began giggling, saying "Puckle" over and over again.

By now, they were all laughing at Pickles' expense, including Skwisgaar.

" 'Ey whatever, ya douchebags," he said, folding his arms, but Nathan could tell inside, he was probably laughing too.

"What's his names?" asked Toki.

"His name is Thor, but I never really gave him a surname... I wasn't sure..." said Tessa, picking the child up and holding him. Nathan could guess what she had been about to say. She wasn't sure if the kid was even Skwisgaar's.

"Why nots names him Skwigelf, like Skwisgaar?" asked Toki.

There was a very awkward pause here.

"Um... Toki..." began Skwisgaar.

"No, no, it's okay... I mean it's obvious. He's right. If you don't mind..." said the woman.

"Thor Skwigelf?" repeated Skwisgaar. He had a point, thought Nathan. It just didn't sound as good.

Skwisgaar took the woman and the child out of the room, prsumably to speak with them, and Nathan turned to Pickles.

"So what do you think know, huh Puckle?" he asked, grinning.

"Shut up!" cried the drummer.

They all burst out laughing again

Even though he was laughing, he still couldn't help feeling a bit uneasy. Skwisgaar wouldn't really leave Dethklok because of Thor...

Would he?

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I know, I'm probably making this chapter seem more akward than it would normally be, but not having had a father of my own, I dunno... meh, I guess it'd be akward in any case.

I have another dethklok story in my head and this one concerns Toki! You'll have to be patient, though, I'm not sure how much longer this one wil be.

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