BoblinSchmoblin

[ID: A very dramatically lit picture of a white wolf and a dark grey wolf facing each other against a full moon. The caption at the top of the image reads “inside you there are two wolves.” The dark grey wolf is labelled “one did speak” and the white wolf is labelled “the other one had a beak.” End ID.]

“Eight to ten days, hmm?  I guess we have time to try all kinds of things.  Anything you’re curious about, no rush” Veth mused as she settled herself behind Yeza on the chair, running her fingers through his hair.  She liked his hair long like this.  Maybe once he’d change back she’d ask him to grow it out.  No…that wouldn’t do…he’d use it as an excuse to grow out his sideburns and then he’d just have crazy hair all over and it would probably catch fire in the lab and it would be a whole mess. “Not gonna let that happen…” Veth grumbled to herself as she separated Yeza’s hair into three sections and began to weave them together.  “There we go!” She exclaimed, securing Yeza’s braid with a red ribbon she’d found in her pocket. “Let’s get you to a mirror so you can have a look!  OH!  Have you even looked in a mirror yet?  You’re so pretty you need to see yourself!  ….I think…umm…Yeah!  The big one in the bedroom!  Let’s go see.” Veth wiggled in excitement as she hopped up out of the chair and offered her arm to Yeza.  “Right this way, Miss.  …oh…um…is it okay if I say that?  I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable, you’re still my husband.”

Veth led Yeza up the stairs and into the bedroom.  She smiled as he talked but was caught a bit off guard when he stopped suddenly at the bedroom door.  He seemed a bit scattered...maybe still a little nervous. So Veth did the only thing she could think at that moment, she kissed him.  She kissed him deeply, sweetly, wrapping her arms around his waist and marvoling at the extra softness of his lips.  Then she pulled back and smiled.  “I’m glad you like the braid.” She said with a little chuckle. “And I’m so proud that you’re already thinking of ways this potion could help people.  And you will help people!  You’re such a talented chemist.  ...talented and very attractive...”  Veth gave Yeza a peck on the cheek before she opened their bedroom door and pulled him inside, leading him over to the mirror. “Now sir!” She exclaimed with a flourish, positioning Yeza in front of the mirror and standing just behind him.  “And I will stick to masculine words from now on.  You know I love you and I want you to be happy and comfortable.” she added, leaning over his shoulder to give him another peck on the cheek.  Then she straightened up and began again with an even bigger flourish.  “Now sir!  Take a look at your pretty self!”

“I wanna show mama the color!” Luc whined, managing to bang the paint can into the wall a few more times before Yeza reached him.  And even when his father was at his side, Luc would not relent.  He ran across the room to get away, dragging the can behind him. Once he reached the corner of his room, Luc tried to lift the can up as high as he could and smash it into the wall again or maybe drop it onto the floor, Veth couldn’t quite understand he son’s strategy.  But all of the prying and jostling and banging did seem to have an effect on the paint can lid.  As Luc tried to grasp the big can and lift it up, his little hands slipped, the can tipped, and his whole front was covered in a thick layer of green paint. Luc gasped and looked down at himself, the paint can clattering to the floor.  After a moment he turned to Veth with a huge grin spreading across his face.  “Look, mama!  It’s pretty!” Veth had to suppress a giggle as she surveyed the scene in front of her.  Yeza looked so frazzled and little Luc so happy and covered from head toe in paint.  And Veth did have to admit that it was a pretty color.  A light sage green.  Very calming but still bright. Veth choked back another wave of giggles and schooled her face into a serious motherly expression.  “Luc!” she said, hands on her hips.  “You do not run away from daddy and you do not spill paint all over our new house.  You need to apologize to daddy and then we need to get you back to the Chateau for a bath.” “Sorry daddy.” Luc mumbled, looking a bit dejected as he shuffled his way other to Veth. Veth sighed and knelt down to Luc’s level, gently cupping his chin and tilting his face to look at her.  “Thank you” she said with a smile. “And that is a very nice green.  But I think it will look much better on the walls than all over silly little boys.”  Luc blushed and fidgeted, but Veth could see the flicker of a smile creep back into his expression.   “Come on, huns buns” Veth said, straightening back up and glancing to Yeza.  “Let’s get this little paint monster all cleaned up.  And then maybe you and I can come back over and check out our room.”

Veth shook her head and chuckled to herself as she followed her two boys, now both covered in paint, back to the Chateau.  She really was a lucky woman. Once Luc and Yeza were both bathed and paint free and Luc was settled down for some quiet time with Marion (they were making beaded necklaces), Veth and Yeza headed back over to the new house.  Veth was pretty sure that Yeza didn’t actually need a full bath, but Luc had proclaimed that he wanted to take a bath with daddy and Veth had to admit that getting to watch Luc pile soap bubbles on his father’s head was adorable. She smiled as they entered their new house.  The feeling in the space was fresh and new and even a little exciting.  She turned to Yeza and, before he could say anything, she pressed her lips to his and gave him a proper kiss.  It was long and deep and a little sloppy and exactly what she needed.  After a few moments she pulled back, breathless and flushed. “So,” she said “Where do we start the tour?”

Veth quick followed Yeza up the stairs, pinching his adorable little butt as she came up behind him. “Okay.  All this house planning domesticity talk is actually kind of turning me on.      Oh my gods, do I have a trophy husband?  Yeah I do!  A trophy husband who can make acids and black powder and...”Veth cut herself short, wrapping her arms around her husband and kissing him again.   She broke away and stepped through the doorway to their room, pulling Yeza along with her.  “We have time to figure everything out,” she said, squeezing his hand.  “Now” she continued with a sexy smirk, “aren’t you going to give me a tour of this fine bedroom?”

“I wanna show mama the color!” Luc whined, managing to bang the paint can into the wall a few more times before Yeza reached him.  And even when his father was at his side, Luc would not relent.  He ran across the room to get away, dragging the can behind him. Once he reached the corner of his room, Luc tried to lift the can up as high as he could and smash it into the wall again or maybe drop it onto the floor, Veth couldn’t quite understand he son’s strategy.  But all of the prying and jostling and banging did seem to have an effect on the paint can lid.  As Luc tried to grasp the big can and lift it up, his little hands slipped, the can tipped, and his whole front was covered in a thick layer of green paint. Luc gasped and looked down at himself, the paint can clattering to the floor.  After a moment he turned to Veth with a huge grin spreading across his face.  “Look, mama!  It’s pretty!” Veth had to suppress a giggle as she surveyed the scene in front of her.  Yeza looked so frazzled and little Luc so happy and covered from head toe in paint.  And Veth did have to admit that it was a pretty color.  A light sage green.  Very calming but still bright. Veth choked back another wave of giggles and schooled her face into a serious motherly expression.  “Luc!” she said, hands on her hips.  “You do not run away from daddy and you do not spill paint all over our new house.  You need to apologize to daddy and then we need to get you back to the Chateau for a bath.” “Sorry daddy.” Luc mumbled, looking a bit dejected as he shuffled his way other to Veth. Veth sighed and knelt down to Luc’s level, gently cupping his chin and tilting his face to look at her.  “Thank you” she said with a smile. “And that is a very nice green.  But I think it will look much better on the walls than all over silly little boys.”  Luc blushed and fidgeted, but Veth could see the flicker of a smile creep back into his expression.   “Come on, huns buns” Veth said, straightening back up and glancing to Yeza.  “Let’s get this little paint monster all cleaned up.  And then maybe you and I can come back over and check out our room.”

Veth shook her head and chuckled to herself as she followed her two boys, now both covered in paint, back to the Chateau.  She really was a lucky woman. Once Luc and Yeza were both bathed and paint free and Luc was settled down for some quiet time with Marion (they were making beaded necklaces), Veth and Yeza headed back over to the new house.  Veth was pretty sure that Yeza didn’t actually need a full bath, but Luc had proclaimed that he wanted to take a bath with daddy and Veth had to admit that getting to watch Luc pile soap bubbles on his father’s head was adorable. She smiled as they entered their new house.  The feeling in the space was fresh and new and even a little exciting.  She turned to Yeza and, before he could say anything, she pressed her lips to his and gave him a proper kiss.  It was long and deep and a little sloppy and exactly what she needed.  After a few moments she pulled back, breathless and flushed. “So,” she said “Where do we start the tour?”

Listen I still don’t know who the McElroys are but She Is Right And She Should Say It!

A digital drawing of Veth, lying in a bathub, surrounded by brown clay. It’s filled with orange, water-like energy. Veth is a fat, brown skinned halfling woman with long brown hair in two braids. She has a blue face tattoo that curls around her eyes, forehead, and ears. She’s wearing a yellow dress and a sleeveless jacket. Her eyes are closed and she’s hugging her chest.

Veth giggled as Yeza buried his red face in her chest.  His curly hair tickled. “I’m just very good at setting traps,” she said, squeezing Yeza tightly before releasing her grip. “and you’re very good at getting caught in them.” She reached down and gently tilted Yeza’s chin up so she could look at him properly.  “And thank you.  You know how to make me feel lovely.” She bent down and kissed his beet red cheek and his other cheek and his nose for good measure. “Now!” she exclaimed, straightening up and taking Yeza with her.  “Let’s dry off.  But, like, let’s be luxurious about it.  We could just lay in a sunbeam and eat chocolate covered strawberries and drink champagne….”

Veth made her way back to the bedroom, carrying Yeza in her arms.  Once they got through the doorway she set him down and made her way over to the bed. “We don’t need those things.  We just need a champagne attitude!” Veth exclaimed, gathering up the sheets and pillows off the bed and taking them to a corner of the room where sunlight streamed in through a window.  She threw the bedding down onto the floor in the puddle of sunlight. She took a few moments to rearrange the blankets and pillows and once everything was situated to her liking, she laid herself down and turned to Yeza.  “Come here and luxuriate with me, baby.”

THE TINiEST PIRATE BOY!