The Demons Making a Living RP (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

"Okay," He picked Killian up and placed him in the bath gently.

Killian was fussing up to the point where he got in the water. Soon he started giggling and splashing around.

"He is one for the dramatics," Razin said, standing up.

"Just like his father." Lil said affectionately before starting to wash her son.

He smiled, sitting down on the toilet seat, "He'd be great in school productions."

"Great, we'll be raising a theatre kid."

"They always come with drama."

"It's better than what we were." She giggled.

He joined in the giggling, "Yeah."

They giggled for a while.

"Man, those were the time," He said, reminiscing over the past.

"Ugh. I hated High School." She pulled a face.

"I don't remember half of it," He sighed, "The classes were all pretty boring anyway."

"Yeah, they were."

He nodded, "I hated Algebra."

(Took it last year saaame)

"I hated all of them."

(Why add letters to maths?)

"Here here."

"Yep… High school sucks."

He nodded, "And Kill is yet to go through it."

"Maybe it'll be better for him. Our High school wasn't a good one, after all."

"Yeah," He nodded, "There were a few teen pregnancies."

"A few." She scoffed.

He grinned, "Yeah, nearly half the student population were parents."

"Ugh, you didn't have anything to do with that, right? You always used a condom."

"Yeah, don't worry, the only time I didn't was when we were making him," He nodded his head to Killian.

"Because we were half-drunk, but that's okay."

"Becuase we're married."

"Yes. And we're older than twenty-one."

"And we have stable jobs."

"And we're a family of three thanks to that."