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"a cookie." he said.

Clow smiled. "i know."

"Clow, are you giving her junk food?" Abby asked as she walked by them, a book in hand.

He looked at Victor "Iunno..I'd rather call ya Vic" Shane joked
He ate his burger, no one told Victor that Shane made the burgers, Shane nudged Nearra and whispered to her "Ask him how the burger is and if he likes it"

"No one calls me that." He said. Victor ate his burger, but was eating slower and calmer than he normally did. Nearra then looked at her dad.
"So, Dad, how's the burger? You like it?" She asked. Victor swallowed the bite that was in his mouth, and set what remained of his burger on the plate.
"Well, yes, its good. I've never known your mother's cooking to be bad."
"Honey, I didn't cook." Sarah said. He glanced at her.
"You didn't?" He asked. She shook her head. "Then who did?" He continued, and then glanced at Nearra. "Did you cook?" He asked her. Nearra shook her head.
"Nope. Shane did." She said.

Shane had finished his burger and wiped his mouth "Mmmm...My compliments to the chef, heh"

Nearra chuckled a bit. Sarah just smiled. Victor watched him closely, and was quiet a moment.
"So what kind of animal are you? What is it that you do? How long have you been here, how long have you known my daughter, and why are you here in the first place?" He asked.

"Well, I am a Werewolf, I like long walks on the beach and red wine in the evening, heh...nah, but seriously, I have known her for..." He looked at Nearra.."two months now?, and I'm here because it was the closest place with a working stove and toilet, heh" Shane chuckled

Victor was quiet a moment. Then he glanced at Nearra.
"Nearra, you're excused from the dinner table. You can go get on the computer now, if you want to."
"Actually, Dad, I think I rather--"
"Go." He said, sternly.
"Going." She said, and got up from the table. She headed out of the room, glancing back at Shane and sighing, before walking off to her room.
"Sarah, you can go do housework now, if you have some to do." He said.
"Stay calm, don't overreact. And please, give him a chance." Sarah whispered. Then she got up and headed out of the kitchen. A moment of silence passed as Victor looked at Shane.
"I know you're not just friends with my daughter, and even if you are, I know that you'll want to change that fact. But you will tell me what your intentions are, because she deserves to be treated with respect, and I am going to make sure she gets it. She is not only a lady, but she will most likely become leader of this camp someday, and she should be treated as such." He said, sternly.

That's when Shane got pissed "Look here, I may seem silly and out of place but you can't boss her around, and don't talk to your wife like that, she does a lot for you and you should thank her, not tell her to go do housework, and yes, Nearra deserves to be leader of the camp, but she is 17, and dammit you gotta treat her like it, she can make her own decisions, and maybe if you paid more attention to her....I realize you are leader here, but make time for her, she is the most amazing girl I've ever met, and yea...maybe we are more than friends, but don't you trust her? and I don't care if you don't trust me, cuz get this;....I...Love...Nearra" Shane had never been this serious, he wondered if Nearra had heard all this

"First of all, don't tell me what to do. You can't tell me how to talk to my wife or my daughter. I do appreciate my wife, and I do thank her, I just didn't right now. And for your information, she is a housewife. Cooking and cleaning is what she does, and not once has she ever complained about it. She insists that she likes her job, even though it is most likely harder than mine. And Nearra will be leader of the camp someday. She wants to be, and I have been training her. But she's too young to lead now or take care of herself. She's not technically an adult yet, and as long as she lives under my roof, then she will live by my rules. She usually spends her time either in her room, training, or hanging out with her friends or her brother. I am often too busy working to spend a whole lot of time with her. And I don't trust any teen-aged boy. Any one of them could easily lie about how they think they feel." He said, his tone more firm that it had previously been.

"well..when she is with her "friends"...she is usually with me, we talk and have fun, we don't make out or anything, that's not all I want, and I guess since she is under "your" roof she must obey your rules....and that's why...that's why I'm going to ask her to move in with me" He stood his ground, he wouldn't be pushed around, and he meant every word he said

"Well, then good luck with that. She isn't old enough to move out of my cabin yet. Even if she were, she would still be in this camp, and my rules still apply since I am the leader here." He said, crossing his arms.

Shane crossed his arms aswell "Who said..we would be in the camp..."
Shane got up and walked over to Nearra and placed his hands on hers "Nearra...I think we should go..I gotta ask you something in private..."

ooc: Nearra went to her bedroom, so she's already out of the room, and she hasn't heard anything.

OOC: oh, sorry..I didn't know

Shane crossed his arms aswell "Who said..we would be in the camp..."
Shane went over to Sarah "Hey...can I ask you something...why do you put up with him...I know you love him and all...but...it seems that bosses you and Nearra around...and I just don't appreciate that...ya know, I never met my parents....and Nearra and you..you're the closest thing I have to family...and I love Nearra...but..Your husband doesn't trust me." Shane paused and then said "How did he make you fall in love with him? I mean..if he says all teenage boys are the same and want sex and whatnot..what about him, if he says that all boys are like that, wouldn't that mean him aswell? what was he like when you first met?" Shane asked curiously

ooc: That's fine.

Sarah was currently in the middle of folding the laundry. She sighed and chuckled lightly.
"Oh, dear.... That's a bit of a long story...." She said, quietly. She then paused and sort of stared off into space with a smile. "I have known Victor since I was about seven, and he was such a sweet and shy boy back in those days. Even when we were teenagers, he was still sweet, and quite the gentleman. But we had known each other for so long, that we were best friends and knew just about everything about each other. And he can still be awful sweet now. You just have to get to him, and he has to get to know you. He has sort of been more strict and serious since he became leader. He never even wanted to be leader, but he had to take the position because his father had died, and he was the only one that could take his place. He isn't bossy, just firm, and rather stubborn. He's sort of set in his ways, and will just about argue to the death to prove his point." She said. She continued to fold the laundry as she talked.

Clow nodded. "yes i am, the poor deprived child. It was a bowl of chex mix and a cookie."

"Yea well..I'm sure your son brought home girls and Victor never said anything to him...and besides, me and Nearra are best friends too, and I don't care if he hates me...because I have alot to look forward to in life and I no one will put me down" Shane sat down on a small chair in the laundryroom

"Krone takes after his father. He is sweet, shy, and responsible. He's the type that can be trusted. Plus, his father doesn't feel the need to protect him all the time. He's far more protective of Nearra. And you can't fight him on this. That's not the best way to go about this. Let him get to know you, and prove that you can be trusted." She said.

"Well, then, if she's going to eat cookies, then she needs milk. I'll go get some." Abby said. She then hurried off to the kitchen.

Shane sighed and went to Nearra's Bedroom and knocked on the door "Nearra, It's Shane, can I come in?"

"Okay. Can I have some too?" Clow called after her.

"Yes, of course." Abby called back. Then moments later, she comes back into the room with three glasses of milk. She handed one to Clow, and one to Nel. Of course, the other was for herself.

"Yeah, sure." Nearra said. She was currently typing on her computer.

Clow smiled, and drank. Milk mustache!

Shane walked in and then closed the door behind him, he went behind Nearra and put his arms around her waist and placed his head on her shoulder "Sooooo, Wachya doin'?"

"I'm just messaging my friend, Cali." She said.

Abby drank too, and also got a milk mustache.

OOC: I thought "Messaging" said "Massaging"

"Cali?, Who's that?" He kissed her cheek and smiled "oh..and I was thinking..maybe...if you wanted to move in with me..." Shane asked nervously

Clow smiled. "If Nel weren't here that wouldn't be there." He winked, licking his own off.

ooc: Haha, nice

"She's my best friend, a sea lion. She's also a techy, like me, so we spend a lot of time texting, video chatting, messaging, and all that. And she gives me all the latest gossip." She said. Nearra then caught that last part. "What?" She asked, glancing at him.

Abby giggled at that.
"Ditto." She smiled, and licked her own off.

Shane was silent for a moment and sat on her bed and looked at her "I said...Do you want to move in with me...I..I actually dug a hole in my shack and then dug alooooot under, so theres alot of space, and I put carpet and walls and ceiling tiles, and I put a bed and a tv and everything one needs...so theres enough room for both of us.." Shane blushed

Clow smiled...

"Shane, I..... I don't know what to say......" She muttered, looking down at the ground. She knew what her dad would say.

Abby smiled, and drank more of her milk.

Shane licked Nearra's lips "Hey...I love you, and I want to be with you, and I think if we move in with eachother, your dad will realize how much we care for eachother" He smiled

"....Or, he'll get ticked and do something... reckless..... like do whatever it takes to keep us apart...." She muttered.

"But that won't happen, don't you trust me?, let's say your dad didn't care...would you say yes..or no..?" He held her hands and looked into her eyes

OOC: Listen to Victor's creator, you nub. :I I'm only trying to help here when I say this. Submit or you will end up severely injured to dead.

And so they sat watching cartoons together...

She looked away.
"But that's not the point...... My dad doesn't trust you..... He doesn't even know you...... And he's not going to let me move out, and move in with a guy..... He doesn't even want me to be dating...." She muttered.

OOC:...you don't RP as victor goldy....you can't say ill die because you feel that my character is too courageous and brave..


"I know....but I can't stand being without you.." Shane replied sadly

"Well, you're talking to the wrong were, because I apparently don't get a say in anything..... I mine as well be in jail, with my dad as the warden......" She muttered.

OOC: You haven't RPed with C-chan for as long as I have.

"ok...if you don't want to..you don't have to...." Shane hears a loud noise "huh..what was that??"

Nearra blinked and looked up.
"I'm not sure..... It could just be my dad training...." She said.

There is a loud thump "uh...y-you sure" is scared

"What else would it be?" She asked. Nearra was actually quite calm. "Besides, even if it isn't him training, my dad will take care of anything bad that might happen."

OOC: Maybe the thump..was ur dad .. just a suggestion

"Iunno..I'm worried Nearra..." He held her hand

"Don't be. Its probally nothing. I bet if we looked out the back window, we'd see my dad training." She said, sure of it.

Clow gave her another cookie.