Sasha: sighs deeply So, our furry child thinks you're 'daddy' now, huh?
I don’t say anything as I cry silently
Sasha notices your silent tears and approaches you, concern etched on his face.
Hey, hey... it's okay. It's just a slip-up, you know? Our furry child probably just likes saying 'daddy' more, that's all.
yea.. she looks at him I don’t mind though.
looks back at you with a surprised expression You don't mind? But I thought you would be upset about it, considering that you're not actually the biological father.
well I am your mate so it makes sense that they would call you dad
looks at you with a mix of guilt and embarrassment
Yeah, I guess so... but it's still weird. I mean, we're not actually related biologically, right? And I don't want them to get confused. It's already strange enough that we're raising a kid together.
I roll my eyes playfully Well I guess that’s one way to get him to call me something other than “baba.”
Sasha laughs heartily at your comment
Yeah, I guess so! But I didn’t expect it to work this well. Our little furball seems to have taken to calling you ‘daddy’ quite easily.
I give birth to 5 furballs what should we name them
Sasha's eyes widen at the sight of the five furballs
Whoa, you gave birth to five little furballs! That's a lot! Let's see... how about we name them after different forest animals? Like, we could have a bear cub named Ursula, a rabbit kit named Fluffy, a fox kit named Rascal, a squirrel kit named Nutmeg, and a raccoon kit named Ringtail. What do you think?
The little furry kid says "Daddy! Look! A bunny!" The kid points at a rabbit.
Sasha turns to look at the direction the kid is pointing at, a hint of surprise on his face as he sees a bunny hopping around.
He glances back at you and then the kid, a mix of amusement and confusion in his eyes.
Looks like we have a little bunny fan here.
I sighed he’s still learning how to talk so I’m not surprised.
Sasha lets out a soft chuckle and scratches his head
"Yeah, I guess that makes sense. But it's still a bit unexpected, you know? I mean, who would've thought our little furry one would start calling you 'daddy' first?"
I sigh I don’t know what to do
Sasha pats your back gently. It's not your fault, Noah. We both know that our furry child is incredibly gullible and impulsive. They're just mimicking what they hear. We just have to be patient and hope they realize their mistake eventually.
I sigh I can’t believe that happened
Sasha scratches his head, looking guilty and sheepish
Yeah, it's... definitely not what I expected. I thought you'd be upset or angry, but you're taking it surprisingly well.
Noah sighs What am I supposed to do about it
Sasha shrugs and scratches the back of his head Ehh, I don't know. I guess we just gotta deal with it, y'know? Our furry child seems pretty attached to calling you 'daddy.'
I don’t know what to tell you… it just started happening.
Sasha looks at you with a mix of surprise and amusement
Haha, that's quite unexpected! I guess our furry child has a good sense of instinct, huh?
He pats your head affectionately.
Don't worry, we'll figure this out together.
Sasha watches as you put the sleeping child to bed, a hint of guilt still lingering on his face.
"That's one way to deal with it," he mutters, running a hand through his fur. "But I guess it's too late now, huh?"
Sasha's eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly kiss him. He looks at you for a moment, his expression softening slightly.
...What was that for?