5 Months later...
Stinkie flew into the kitchen with Azriel in his arms the door swinging open widely. "Hehehe, Dat's right, Daddy's gotchoo, Daddy's gotchoo!" A huge smile formed onto his face as he happily stared down at his boy. Azriel's eyes widened as he squealed happily and flapped his arms. "Yea...dat's Daddy's boy..." A gentle sigh passed through Stinkie's lips as he ran his fingers through the boys hair. Carefully he sat in a chair and watched as his son excitedly clapped and looked around the kitchen. "Yea' Dat's right! We're in da kitchy..! Y'know what dat means don't ya...? Heheh, dat's right! Daddy gets ta feed ya's! Foody yummy nummy time!" Chuckling he smirked to himself as he now looked around the kitchen. "Now Dat baby food was in da cupboard last I checked..." Floating over to the cupboard he held the baby tightly and opened the door. "ECK, No...Not in dere! Heheh, Dat's da trash!"
Stretch who had followed his brother into the kitchen smirked as he watched his brother's actions. He knew it wasn't a good idea to leave him there all by himself with that kid. It was more than bound to happen that the kid would get sick if that happened. Though he remained quiet, Stretch did pull out the high chair and set it in place for when his ignorant brother had actually found the food.
"Haha! 'ere Y'go kiddo! Dis ones gotcha name ALL over it! I think dat yer gonna like dis one, It's got pears in it. Mommy said dat you loved da applesauce one though..hrmn.." Stinkie trailed off in thought a moment.
At this point Stretch's eye twitched as he became more and more irritated with his brother. "OH WOULD YA PICK SOMETHIN!? Dat poor kid's gonna STARVE by dat time y'find somethin'!" He grumbled as he quickly floated over to his brother.
"WAAH!" A spooked scream came from Stinkie as he huffed and grabbed his chest, the food still in hand when he does. "S-STRETCH! ...D-dun do dat!! I could dropped da kid!" Stinkie HISSED at Stretch, only to pause a moment. "EH?" both him and Stretch now stared at Azriel as the kid squealed and laughed clapping his hands happily. It appeared that the kid actually enjoyed seeing his Father get spooked by his Uncle. "Well, Whatta ya know 'bout dat...?"
"Heheh, I'm likin' dis kid more an' more! He's got some GOOD qualities about 'im." Snickering Stretch grinned at his brother, happy to of had his scare enjoyed by someone else in the room.
"Yea' yea'..." Rolling his eyes Stinkie carefully placed Azriel into his high chair. "Dere we go! Now time ta feed ya kiddo." Twisting off the top he placed it off to the side, starting to feed the little tyke. "So what made ya follow me in 'ere...?" He finally questioned his brother.
"Nutin' REALLY, I jus' wanted to uh, make sure dat y'didn' hurt da kid by accident. Last thing y'need is ta accidentally kill 'im. Imagine what MELLE would do to ya's!" A grin formed again as he watched his brother. Stinkie didn't seem all that amused by his brothers remark though.
"So it really is 'cause y'think dat I can't handle dis." Grumping Stinkie slightly eyed his brother down as he fed his son, making some googling noises at him.
"WELL, Whatta ya expect! I mean, we've only been dead fa YEARS an' haven't had ANY kinda baby in...well... DECADES! I'd think dat I'd be a little concerned. I dun want ya accidentally poisonin' ya kid. I mean C'mon y'didn' even set out da high chair!" Stretch sighed and slapped his forehead.
"Dat's 'cause I wanted ta hold 'im on my lap... I like feelin' him in my arms." A pouty look formed on Stinkie's lips. "I cain't help it dat I'm jus' dat proud!" Smiling happily he touched his sons cheek. "I love 'im so much.." When he finished feeding his son he handed the jar to Stretch. "Couldja clean dis an throw it out...?"
Stretch nodded in turn and did just as he was asked. Normally he would've ignored it but, his brother had made his points. There were things he himself wanted to say to Stinkie but he couldn't find it in him to. Things that he'd thought would make him look stupid or weak even. So he pushed those feelings back as he watched his brother pick up Azriel. "So, Melle's at college t'night 'ey...? Well Dat's good. At least she's tryin' ta make somethin' of 'erself. What's she tryin' ta get into again..? Art, Writing or somethin' like dat?"
"Oh yeah! Yea, She's tryin' ta get inta animation and writing! If she can dere's a lot 'o money involved with dem things.. Well, Writin' anyways..Heheh. Hrmn, Kat's goin' ta college too..Somthin' 'bout Psychology, Some law...an'..somethin' else. Dat ghoul's got too many things!" Stinkie shrugged and shook his head. "At least Melle's able ta be around afta a few hours. She looked so sad when she left earlier.." Gently he nuzzled his sons cheek.
"SO, Uh, when ya takin' ya honeymoon? I mean after all, y'got married, so y'gotta take one!" Stretch snickered and stared at his brother a moment.
"Well...not till Azriel gets older y'know...? I mean..he needs 'is Mom..." Stinkie explained.
"Yea'... Well...Y'know.." Stretch's voice trailed off as he finally started towards the door.
"Eh? Somethin' wrong Bro?? Y'ain't actin' like yaself! Ya haven't really been. What's goin' on with ya...?" Stinkie started towards him and raised an eyebrow.
"NUTIN! I'm jus' tryin' ta control my anger 'round dat kid! Da last thing dat I wan' is ta 'urt 'is ears! HRMP, I'm off ta therapy wit Fatso... YOU comin...?" With his arms folded Stretch peered back at Stinkie who just shook his head "No.", "Didn' think so..." And so Stretch floated off towards the library.
Azriel gave a couple of coos and stared up at his father. Stinkie just chuckled and laughed, heading out of the kitchen with him. "Yeah, yer Uncle's actin' weird. I think he needs ta lay off dem Cigars!" Gently he tickled his sons belly.
"Hey Uncle Stinkie!" Casper chimed happily to his Uncle and his Cousin, "Haha, Hey Azriel!" He waved down to the little one, who in turn mocked him with a hand wave. "Whatcha up to?"
"Well, I was jus' gonna go play wit 'im 'er read 'im a story. Wasn' sure which I'd do foist.." Stinkie scratched his head looking down at his son. "Hrmn.." His eyes then trailed back to the therapy session.
"I see...Well it'd be better if you played with him first, THEN read the story. That way he'll sleep easier." A chuckle rumbled from Casper's lips as he watched his Uncle look back at the session. "Aw, You miss being with them don't you..? Hm...How about I watch Azriel for you? This way you can go and be with Uncle Stretch and Uncle Fatso! I'm sure they miss you too.."
"R-Really? You'd do dat Bulbhead??" Stinkie's face brightened as he looked again at the library.
"Haha, Why not? It'll be fun!" Casper gently picked up Azriel and held him close.
"THANKS CASPER!" Stinkie over joyedly hugged onto him and ruffled Azriel's hair. "Now you be a good kiddo 'ey? Ya play den ya sleep...! Daddy'll be back soon!" And with that he flew to the library.
"Heheh, I thought your Dad could use a break. Not that you're a pain.." Casper smiled gently, until he smelt the wonderful diaper stench that now flowed into the air. "AUGH, O-or m-maybe...HNGGH!" Covering his mouth Casper formed tears in his eyes as he stared down at Azriel who laughed. "Y-yep..j-just like...U-Uncle...S-Stinkie...!"
Later that night when Melle arrived home from college she yawned tiredly and rubbed her eyes. It'd been a good 4 hours or better with the classes today, but at least she wouldn't have to go tomorrow. Her stomach growled loudly as closed and locked the door, then started up the stairs. Sure she was hungry but she didn't want to bother anyone at this time. She'd rather have them all just sleep like they should be. She wondered how Stinkie handled Azriel today and if everything had gone well. Though she loves Stinkie, she worried if it'd be too hard for him to handle. As she approached hers and Stinkie's room the first thing she seen was both of her boys fast asleep on the bed. Stinkie snored loudly while Azriel drooled away onto his fathers hand. It was a cute sight and a welcomed one. Tilting her head she looked to find the TV on and the remote in Stinkie's hand. A laugh escaped her at this point.
"Ok...now THAT is cute...!" Giggling gently she walked over to the bed and set her backpack on the ground. "My boys... Hehee.." removing her shoes she walked around to the other side of the bed and gently picked up Azriel, carrying him over to his crib. Kissing his forehead and rocking him in her arms she soon placed him inside, giving him his favorite plushy to hold onto.
By this time Stinkie had woken up and yawned grinning at his wife. Oh how that moonlight always complimented her features. " 'Ey, How ya doin..?" Softly he asked as he floated up behind her. Gently he kissed her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "How'd college go?"
"It went well but boring as usual. The teacher can be so monotone sometimes! OH and don't get me started on how COLD it was in there.." Quietly she chuckled and hugged onto him tightly.
"D'aww, dem idiots! What're dey tryin' ta do? Get ya sick?! Sheesh! 'Cause if you get sick den da baby could get sick an'..." Stinkie trailed off worriedly until Melle placed a finger in front of his mouth.
"It'll be ok honey, so, how'd it go with you today?" Smiling she crawled under the covers of the bed and stretched a little.
"Well except fa droppin' da kid on 'is 'ead a couple of times..." He trailed off to tease her, A grin quickly forming. Once he got her to cross her arms he laughed and he waved his hands, "Naw, naw It went GREAT! I 'ad Casper watch 'im fer a lil' too! So I could be wit my bro's fer da session t'day. Casper really liked playin' wit 'im." Stinkie smiled warmly and tapped a finger to his chin. "Ya gotta be starvin', I'll go getcha yer dinner, ya jus' relax! I'll go get it for ya's!"
"Thanks Stink!!" Melle giggled and brought her hands up to her mouth as she watched him fly off. "I couldn't of asked for a couple of greater guys.."
When Stinkie returned he had a giant plate of food that had been cooked by Casper for her. "Here ya go! Casper saved it for ya! It was tough keepin' Fatso away from it... So sorry if anythin' missin'.." Nervously he grinned and shrugged, taking a seat beside her on the bed.
"Oh that's alright! It's something, and that's way better than nothing. Heh...which you know.." Shrugging Melle started to eat, watching some of the TV with him, getting all snuggled up against him. Stinkie happily blushed and pulled her close, running his fingers through her hair. When she finished she moved the plate onto the table that was beside the bed.
"Ready t'sleep now...?" Stinkie flipped off the Television and floated over to the draw and pulled out his awesome gift he'd gotten the Christmas before. Pulling it over his head he worked it until it was on comfortably then joined Melle in the bed. This thing had been a life saver to him. The best gift he'd ever received from anyone. It had allowed him to successfully sleep next to his wife whenever he pleased without nearly killing her.
Now Melle wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her cheek against his chest. "Thanks for taking over today. I'm so sorry about it.. but y'know I..." Her voice trailed off.
"I know, Y'need t'do dis so dat ya can get a job an start gettin' some money in too! It's alright...I'd rather ya be tryin' ta do dat. Hrmn... Azriel's gonna be happy ta have ya 'round t'morrow. He missed ya's t'day...I could tell!" He grinned and yawned again, as he held her close to him. "Night..."
"Night.." Smiling she closed her eyes and finally drifted to sleep yet again. Her eyes focused on the baby's crib before hand.