I'll Never be the Lonely One:
Trying to not look at his mother when she was trying breast pumping for the first time. Becoming hard for Riesgraf when he was telling her about an Alterworld dog show. Placing a flier on the table for her to gaze when she pumped. Unable to look at his mother when she openly filled storage bags.
"Sounds like a fair idea," She looked the flier over, "Great to do with your time until you're cleared to go back."
"Great," He was relieved, "I now have to tell dad."
"Knowing him," She figured Gilbert already informed him, "A little bird informed him."
"Means he already looked at every aspect," He sat back in his seat, "The rules to the location."
"He's your dad." He had to remind him.
He sighed when he took hold of the straw in his half empty glass and stirred his drink. Clinging of melting ice cubes in his glass fill the silence between them. Had his mother putting down the dull pumps upon adjusting her shirt.
"Even pumping," She shifted around, "I am still so swollen."
"Mom!" He didn't want to hear that, "No."
"Completely opposite of what your dad said this morning." She blushed.
Klaus went to the throes of passion with her in the wee hours of the morning within their bedroom. Was gentle with her breasts when they started to leak. Comparing them to sweetest tea he ever tasted when sampling them.
"I didn't what to know that," Riesgraf groaned, "Please tell your here 'cause you didn't want Zapp knowing about this."
"Yes." She hated that he figured out.
Having to freely breastfeed before Libra agents never bothered anyone much. Fact that Zapp would turn such a natural moment into a dirty joke. All the while asking inappropriate questions about sampling and trying out.
"Your father thought it was best," She sighed, "Now my son is uncomfortable."
"What Is Wrong With Me?" He slid down in his seat, "I used to be ok with casual nudity."
"Sweetie." She tried not to laugh at his comment.
Moving of any kind just made her feel worse when she sat back in her seat to catch her breath. Knowing she had to go to pumping to relieve some of the swelling. Just deciding to not continue in front of her son was debatable.
"Pump," He sat back up, "I need to get over this by confronting it."
"Advertise therapy?" She asked him.
"That or dad pays for an actual therapist." He crossed his arms.
"That bad?" She asked.
When her son's head landed sidewards on a metal top with a weak whine that had her getting scared. To a landline she would walk to that Klaus keeps hidden near sprinkler system controls. She used a speaker phone feature when dialing the office number for Klaus' private line. Waiting for him to pick up when Riesgraf's whining just got worse. What she got was an answering machine and made her hang up.
"Want to try to play pro fair or chess?" She asked.
"Your post- pregnancy brain," He pointed out, "No offense."
"None taken," She understood, "You sure about watching me?"
"I am thinking of giving Tayla a necklace," He spoke of her gift, "Metal is coming from Uncle Anaxagorou and the pendant is being made from one of kidney stones."
"Fancy," She was impressed, "Reminds me of my ring."
A simple wedding band and ring combo could be found on her finger when shown to him. Amusing story was that his father had to get rings resized, due to how small her fingers were.
8*8
Riesgraf was sent to an Alterworld jeweler by his mother to get him out of the house. Pieces that were put on display in glass boxes were attention grabbing. Materials alone that went into each one had reminded him of his mother's jewelry. The more extravagant pieces were rarely pulled out. One that did come out of her jewelry box was a hair bow set. One his half- sister and mom wore that one time his father's family met.
"Male user of the crystalline arrangement," A voice croaked, "Also HIS son."
"You're not the first to question me being HIS son." Riesgraf pulled a sealed jar from his pocket.
"I can see him in you beside the blood you share," The voice was followed by a sniffing, "Come."
Toward an empty counter Riesgraf laid medical sealed containers with differently sized kidney and bladder stones. Along with chucks of reddish colored iron and crystallized bone spurs. Sealed, glass box filled with baby and four wisdom teeth. Long braids of hair still tightly bound in ribbons and elastic bonds.
"All of the requested items to make a gifts befitting blood breed hybrid," Voice picked up the items, "A gift made from the material from your own body,"
"Payment?" He wondered.
"Your mother had already sorted the details out," Voice answered him, "You may leave."
"Ok." He heard doors open on their own.
Out of the museum styled storefront with a single, opened counter space with metallic cover. High ceilings and wood paneling with silver flakes embedded in the wood. Glass boxes on wood columns that held metallic pieces on plastic heads. Draped in a dim darkness with barely any light allowed inside. Not once could he see the of a hollow voice void of emotion. Onto the pavement his shoe clad feet stepped with him wondering where his mother sent him. He knew she had connections she formed while exploring this place. He just never knew she had a personal jeweler. He adjusted the strap of his bag while turning on his heels to the nearest bus stop.
He ended up gripping the arm covered in a long sleeve of his shirt he chose to wear. That covered his bite scar when he walked further and further away. Only to turn around abruptly and see the entrance of the building was gone. A thick fog of some kind stood where the front defrost once was. Which didn't stop him from trying not to pick up his phone and call his dad. Back in his bag he placed his phone without missing a step. Sighing when he turned a few corners or stopped to look at the views. Wishing he got to know Hellsalem's Lot from before the whole place changed. Since all he had was his father's old tourist guild and his mother's photo books.
"Don't make that wish," He mentally reminded himself, "You are stuck in the body of a 15 year old and completely depowered."
An old idea of asking his father how he ever got used to not making a pre- teen son appeared back in his mind. An old subject he never got to ask his father was reunited. Which somehow bothered him when he went over the subject within his mental space.
"Not like I am going to get them a chance," He knew his father would not get back until late, "Why me?"
He would have pressed the walk button if the sight of a sonic Monkey didn't catch his eye. This one looked like the one Leo named Sonic and in distress by the way he jumped around. Had him changing up his day plan by stepping closer to the scene that played out. Down he would kneel to accept Sonic on to his shoulder as he looked into the alley. What he found was the familiar sight of Leo getting picked up on Alterworld thugs.
"Hey Leo," He yelled at him, "Everything ok? Looks like you need a hand."
"Just this usual for me." Leo tried to wave him.
This was where the third party turned to Riesgraf and called him a rich boy with the idea to rough him up. To only ended up being victims themselves to his Blood Stone Rose garden. All red bushes of competition ranked, tea roses. Littered the path way with budding blooms and dew covered leaves. Held a unique shine in the city lights when thugs were immobilized.
"You didn't have to do that," Leo looked at what he did, "I was handling it."
"Been a slow day for me," He broke off a flower for Talya, "Coming?"
Leo grabbed his ride after Riesgraf with an offer to drive him back to Libra as returned favor. He didn't object to sitting in the back or the plain helmet he wore. Got him invested in this form of a ride since his latest ride for thrashed. He didn't blame the demon beasts that used it as a chew toy. Insurance money his mother got back was enough to get him a new one. What came to his mind was a Can-Am Spyder or vintage DKW with sidecar. Which had him quiet must go on the ride when Leo didn't engage in conversation at stop lights. Which he tried his best to speak about when he could think of something.
"See you inside," Riesgraf was off the bike, "I kinda need to see my dad."
"Again," Leo accepted his helmet, "Didn't have to go overboard."
"I know, but it's been a slow day." He shrugged.
Two split apart with one parking his scooter as the other went to the office without much trouble. Not like the guy handling the body bag creeped him out since he knew where he was from. Thinking about where his uncle acquired the corpse came to mind. While he tried to not laugh at how Zapp would react to the delivery. Not like he had long to quietly laugh at what instantly happened when elevators slid open.
"Hello!" The Delivered Man greeted Zapp, "I was instructed to have this brought here."
"I'll get Gilbert." Riesgraf walked past a terrified Zapp.
He ended up pulling out his phone to take a photo of us as Libra's Christmas card this year. Figure Leo would love the picture when shown for kicks. To only put his phone away when he walked into on people screaming at one another round the conversation table.
"Thought you were at home with your mom?" Tayla surprises him.
"She sent me out when I dented her favorite table." He recalled his mother's fury, "What's happening?"
"Libra is hosting the yearly gathering of Magical factions for arbitration of their needs with regard to each other," Tayla answered, "Not going well."
Over to her a blood rose rose or two were handed over with him accessing the table top. Knowing his father will make him pay for it later with what he had in mind. Reaching out to the edge of the table when he got a feel for the grain of the wood. Recalling a crystalized arrangement his late grandfather favored for moments like this.
"Petrified Garden," He altered the flat surface to take on a flora flower bed, "Each flower was from the homeland of a magical beast. Please remember why you're here before using words that could hurt."
8*8
In a section of the backyard turned into a obstacle course was where Anaxagorou with Eberhardt found his former charge. Riesgraf Sat in the middle of the equipment with Reinhalt laying next to him.
"I hear your entering a dog show?" He asked.
"Either that or my mother's choice of how to spend my time." Riesgraf could just imagine what his mother had in mind.
"Looks like your dad supports your choice." Anaxagorou pointed out the surroundings.
"Even from afar," Riesgraf was touched by Klaus' attempts, "How much he loves me."
" I wish Edmund would take the hint," Anaxagorou looked the course over, "His smothering at times can be annoying."
He then whistle to Eberhardt with the signal to run the course once with Reinhalt watching. This left Riesgraf to get his dog to learn patience when stay command was given. Which worked without the pup getting up and running toward Eberhardt during his run.
"How you found out?" Riesgraf Had to ask.
"Edmund bought tickets for the event," Anaxagorou sighed, "Wants to look into breeding Eberhardt again with a proper pedigree. Possibly look to the Alterworld kennel club as a member or set up monthly donations."
Before Riesgraf a seat was take by Anaxagorou with Eberhardt cuddling right beside him. He ended up going through basics with Riesgraf on what he should do with Reinhalt.