#pardon oc

Pardon stared off into the distance of hell. An odd red mist blanketed the area, just a normal day. "It's so fucking humid down here. I mean, I know it's hell, don't kid yourself, but G- .. It's incredibly annoying..." He grumbled to himself.

"Aunt P?" A small gravely voice asked quietly. Pardon flinched.

"Where did you learn that name..?" He asked, without turning around.

The kitten gulped. "It's- it's Parker. Marcus's kid?" The kid- Parker- explained, he smiled weakly. "Do- do you not like it? Anymore?"

Pardon turned around and readjusted his tie. Sure, it was fake, but it felt right to draw attention to it. "No. At least- not part of it." He looked the kid in the eyes. He seemed to catch on.

"OH!" He cleared his throat. "You're uncle P now, huh?" Pardon nodded. "That- that explains some- uh- stuff.. Sorry about that."

Pardon shook away the awkwardness. "It's... It's fine."

"So uh.. what do you go by now? If- if you don't mind me asking of course!" Parker stammered out.

"Pardon. Don't get all worked up over nothing, really, it's fine. I uh- stopped coming over after I transitioned."

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Parker walked away from that lady... what was her name? He didn't care. "That lady is.. something. Not in a good way, no sir. I wish she'd shut up! 'Your family is about the bonds you make, not who you're related to! Remember, 'the blood of the-' something ''-is thicker than the water of the-'' something or other." He scoffed, swaying his tail back and forth, back and forth.

"It's incredibly annoying." Parker stopped dead in his tracks, he knew that voice. He knew, he knew that voice. Parker Marcus Hill never forgets a voice, or a face. Though, this voice (which he KNEW) sounded deeper than he remembered. But he didn't forget. Maybe remembered it wrong, but not forget.

He turned to face the creature who held the voice. It was another cat, standing, facing the other way, all white and grumbling. Parker gulped. "Aunt P?" He asked, what came out of him could've been classified as a whisper. The cat across from him flinched.

Without turning around and with ears pinned the other cat asked "where did you hear that name?"

It was Parker's turn to flinch. He gulped so loud he could swear that the other cat heard it. "It's- it's Parker. Marcus's kid?" He explained, he tapped his paw on the ground absentmindedly. With his ears pinned to his head, Parker smiled weakly. "Do- do you not like it? Anymore?"

The cat turned around and fiddled with something around his neck. "No. At least- not part of it." The two made eye-contact before Parker looked at what the other messed with. A tie.

Oh shit.

"OH!" He cleared his throat. "You're uncle P now, huh?" The other nodded. "That- that explains some- uh- stuff.. Sorry about that."

The other, Parker's uncle, quickly shook his head. "It's... It's fine."

"So uh.. what do you go by now? If- if you don't mind me asking of course!" Parker stammered out.

"Pardon. Don't get all worked up over nothing, really, it's fine. I uh- stopped coming over after I transitioned."

"I'm well aware of that." Parker mumbled under his breath. Or, at least some of it.

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Oh boy oh boy oh boy. This was fun to write. Also, it kinda adds to idea I've been playing around with, being that Pardon and Parker are related. At first I kinda wanted them to be in each other's immediate families but Pardon didn't seem like the type to have any siblings and definitely not any kids.