5:00 PM
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As the butter hit the pan, little Mako’s ears twitched. The smell of onions and scallops entered her sensitive nose and as her eyes began to water, the would attempt to open. Fluttering at first, eventually they would open wide. She was far from alert though. Closing her mouth, she realized that she wasn’t laying on Daddy’s chest anymore. Instead, it was the bed that comforted her. Looking around, it slowly registered that this was the case. Swiveling on her stomach, he legs stuck out over the bed. Backing up, they would remain suspended for a while but then would be touching the floor. Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands, she moved toward the bathroom and pressed it open. Mako was already potty trained. How…who knows?
Having completed the business, she came into the kitchen and saw Hanz sitting at the table. Running up to him, she latched onto his leg. Looking up with a smile, she was greeted by one and lifted her arms up. This was the universal sign to be picked up, but just in case she had forgotten…
”Up?”Being lifted into his arms, she sat on his lap and looked at the scrolls he was reading over. There were classified information regarding the case that he had been given, but she had no idea of what it was. Instead, she saw there were no pictures and then took an interest in his food. Reaching down, she grabbed a piece of chicken with her hand, but quickly dropped it. Her hand shook for a minute as it felt as if someone place it onto a stove. Her voice let out a chopped sound that meant she was getting ready to cry, but as Hanz took her hand in his, he blew on it.
”Daddy…hurt.”She pouted and he continued to blow on it before sealing the pain away with a kiss. When he asked if it was all better, she smiled and nodded. Hanz blew on a piece of chicken before putting it into his mouth. This was a lesson learned…
6:00 PM
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After dinner, Hanz took her over to the couch and tossed her onto it. She was to land on her back, but she turned in the air and landed on her hands and knees. Cats always land on their feet. As he sat down, he pulled out a book. It was her favorite. Snuggling up to him, she crawled into his lap and put her hands on the pages. Hanz handled the words…she was all about the pictures…
6:30 PM
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Climbing down, Mako decided that she wanted some juice. Taking quick steps toward the kitchen, she reached for the handle on the refrigerator. The words “Too Short” came from Hanz’s direction as she could barely get fingers on the handle. Pouting, that chopped up sound that came before the tears started again. Realizing that he wasn’t coming to help her, she looked around. Doing her best to pull the wooden bar stool over, she climbed up onto the rung and then jumped at the refrigerator door. Hanz couldn’t help but to laugh as her little kicked about. Trying to rock and sway to her own beat as if to get the door to open. Watching as he came closer, she let go, only to let her feet touchdown and then end up on her bum. Hanz took out her bottle of juice and handed it to her. The sweet nectar that was known as apple juice would flow freely this night…
7:00 PM
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Mako was cold. Freezing even. She simply refused. Clutching onto the neck of Hanz, every hair on her little bare naked body stood on end. Hanz would lower her to the bath tub, and she would yell and scream clench onto him. Her little nails dug into his skin as she simply refused to take a bath tonight. It wasn’t only tonight. Mako never wanted to touch the water. The cat ears on her head weren’t the only feline aspects to her. Her hair stood on end when frightened, she never landed on her back, and she HATED water.
”Noooooo…”Had someone been walking by the apartment, Hanz might have gotten reported for child abuse. He wasn’t hitting her though, he was simply trying to get her in the water. She didn’t want to go, and used all the strength in her tiny body to keep her out of it. Eventually, a strange feeling began to take over her. It tickled at first as she felt Hanz poke her, but soon she couldn’t lift her arms. Before she knew it…plunk. She was in the water. The bubble bath was warm on her body, but after the initial shock of not being able to move faded, eyes closed and head lifted, she started to yell. Tears streamed from her face as shampoo began to lather on her head.
A firm hand kept a hold of her as she sat in the middle of the tub screaming at the top of her lungs. As the feeling came back to her body, reached up and tried to cling to him. A cup of water fell onto her head and she slipped under the water. Getting a mouthful, her head poked up and she spat it out. There was no yelling at this point…simply her wiping at her eyes trying to free them from the suds. Looking up at Hanz, she definitely had the wet cat look going as she stared at him wide eyed. Her long eye lashes were accentuated by the moisture of the water. She got those from her mother as well. Seeing him grab the towel, she quickly stood up as he held her arms out for her.
8:00 PM
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Sitting on Hanz’s chest with her PJ’s on, her hands were mushing his face. It was quite amusing the way his cheeks moved when she pressed them. Holding his lips together, she leaned down and placed hers on his.
”Mmmmuah!”Looking down, she giggled and felt like she was on top of the world. She would soon find herself on her back though as Hanz rolled her over quickly. Feeling his lips on her neck with the nom-ing sound being made once again, she couldn’t help but to laugh. He was eating her, but she couldn’t help herself. A giggle fit ensued and she gripped at his hair to pull him off, but all hope was lost. As he pulled away, she offered him the other side of her neck and he started doing it again. For whatever reason, it was even funnier this time. As he stopped and sat up on his knees looking down at her, she heard the dreaded words. It was time for bed. She pouted, in hopes that it would deter him from laying her down. Before she knew it, she could feel the covers over her. IT WAS A SET UP!
Hanz laid down next to her and she cuddled up to him. Seeing the expression on his face she knew something was wrong. Maybe it was an early onset of women’s intuition, but she placed a hand on his cheek and one on his chest. After all he did for her, this was her comforting him. The sound of his heartbeat seemed to be a trigger. As she lay there, her eyelids grew heavy. She fault it all that she could…but the Sandman sucker-punched her in the face.
3:15 AM
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Mako was still sleeping. She wasn’t much of a morning person. Her eyes did flutter and open fore a moment as she saw Hanz standing over her and heard a zipper. Closing her eyes again, minutes later she would hear his voice and that of a woman which caused them to open once more. Setting eyes on the woman, it felt like a dream, so it didn’t startle her and her eyes closed. Feeling herself moving, her eyes opened and would be greeted by those of her father. Feeling his lips against her forehead, her ears twitched. As she heard, “Daddy Loves You.” Feeling a hat being pulled onto her head, she woke up. Realizing that this was all really happening, she could see him standing in the door and she was going away from him. Reaching a hand out, tears filled her eyes. She didn’t want to leave. She knew something was wrong. She didn’t wanna go away…
”DADDY!!”Sobbing to herself, sleep was overcoming her. She cried for a little ways, and before she knew it, she had cried herself back to sleep…[/color]
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