A business that rented out people for dates and comfort, but not sex? Japan sure was a strange place. A part of him understood it, the need for human contact and whatnot, it was just a strange concept to him.
A deep silence came after his offer. Had it been too much? Maybe the blonde was just being courteous to him by inviting him back like this. Though to hear that she was into monogamy and relationships Cameron rolled his eyes; hearing the thick layer of sarcasm in her tone."Oh ha ha, very funny."He jeered with a light smile and a laugh. He knew she'd been joking but for a moment Cameron had been a bit worried.
Cameron followed suit, getting up and out of the tub he'd start to dry himself off as Ritz explained her viewpoint on relationships."Yeah trust is a big one..."He'd chime in with a low mumble as she'd continue. The blonde was rather lax about it all but Cameron couldn't help but to feel that there was something off about her emotionally, or the lack thereof. There was much to a relationship, so much so that it wasn't something that interested him anymore; not with his lifestyle, but a part of him wondered if there was more to Ritz's reasoning then she was letting on.
With their agreement set Cam gave a soft coo. Something simple, something casual had put him at ease. The woman was friendly and Cam was getting tired of nights with groupies that only enjoyed him for his fame; the blonde had been much more enjoyable to be around after the deed was done."Wait, you want me to eat your homework?"He inquired about her condition. He wasn't sure what that meant, was he to be some sort of dog? Maybe her excuse to having not finished her course work? He couldn't help but to think that it was a metaphor for something. When she'd explain that she was in culinary school however, it made a lot more sense. Hearing her cut herself off to go as far as to calling him her guinea pig, Cameron followed after her with a pointed index,"Yah know, that doesn't sound any better."He added, but if what she cooked was as good as it was a moment ago then this would be more of an added benefit than a condition.
Amusement danced in crimson eyes as she would hear him laugh at her honest joke, he had seen through it immediately which honestly made her glad he had a sense of humor. Upon her remarks about relationships she'd incline her head towards him looking somewhat closed off on that regard, "Indeed it is." she murmured coolly before they'd continue on into the room. With her one condition stated and his skewed remark on her stipulation she would snort and let him think about that after giving him just a bit more information. When it dawned on him and he went on to understand what she meant better, he'd seem to be alright with it, well besides her guinea pig ideal. She'd give him a toothy grin as she walked to her dresser, "Could call you my poison tester?" she questioned with a joking tone reverberating from her voice.
Fingers plucked out a pair of shorts from her clothing and hiked them on along with a plain black tank top that would cover her enough so she could get comfy. She didn't waste much time to throw the blankets open on her bed and sit down before looking back at Cam, "I'm gonna assume you sleeping with me right?" she questioned not at all emphasizing anything specifically, "Unless you plan on sleepin in the coooold downstairs guestroom." she chuckled as she laid back with exhaustion dragging at her tired muscles.
Her poison tester? It sounded more dangerous than it was but it had a nice archaic ring to it. With their circumstances set Cameron watched as Ritz got dressed in her nightly get up while he just kept his towel around him. While a wash of the clothes would've been nice he didn't want to intrude too much given he'd known the woman for less than a full day. So he would make do with what was already around his waist. He'd slip into bed with her, a smile gracing his lips,"Like I'm gonna pass up all this warmth."He teased, laying back whilst his heavy arms draped around her. Hands calmly pressed to her back,"Besides, I still owe you a back rub."He'd rest his chin top her head, doing as he promised to ease her to sleep before doing the same.
Getting comfy under the covers as the male went on to announce he wasn't going to give up all the warmth while sliding in with her, she'd snort audibly as she felt a tint of blush touch her cheeks again, "I've got a black hole for a heart! Ain't no heat here." she'd laugh before she'd feel hands press into her back causing her to tense from it at first before relaxing when he started to press along it. A sigh escaped her lips as he mentioned the back rub and she'd laugh again, "Good thing you remembered." she teased as her body started to relax under his touches and massage against her back. Muscles became extremely pliable and soon Ritz would be drowned in a clean scent and warmth as well as an accompanying heartbeat. Her's started to slow as weariness dragged at her eyes and slowly had her crimson's covered as the veil of sleep over took her form and slowed her rhythm into a soothing gentle drum of heart and breath.
Afternoon, she was absolutely sure it was the afternoon if the sun in her room was anything to go by, as well as the feeling of tiny paws walking along her feet were anything to go buy. Red eyes glanced around blearily as she felt the skin and rising chest of another and heard his heart beating beneath her ear, she became confused. What did she do last night again? Then memory rolled back over her lazily as well as the slightly prominent pounding in her head and the throbbing between her currently aching legs. Well. Last night was...legit. The white ferret was busy maneuvering up Cam now...if he wasn't awake from her stirring the feeling of paws on him would definitely rouse the man, she'd let her hand drift off his chest to quickly snatch the small white brat as it would let out a soft chuffing sound and dig it's claws into her hand, "Shhh." she hummed to Riot while carefully peeling herself away from her new friend.
Sitting up with the ferret cradled in her arms and rubbing his spoiled belly she'd wait for the other occupant of her comfy bed to wake up fully, if he didn't immediately flip out when Riot had so kindly gave them a wake up call of his own.
Despite having a blackhole in the place of her heart, Ritz felt pretty warm to Cameron, but he knew saying this aloud would probably just further embarrass her. Ritz was strange, very strange. The blonde appeared unfeeling but Cameron knew that wasn't always the case, why she shut out her emotions wasn't something he understood; hell a part of him was envious, but she wasn't completely incapable of caring.
What was left of the night came and went as the soon would have long since risen by the time either of them came to. It was a pleasant sleep free of worry and filled with the calming softness that sleep provided. After last night Cameron couldn't fully remember where he was but he could remember the fun he had. His exhaustion had yet to fully set in but whatever had made sure to keep him out. That was until he felt the faint tickling taps skitter across his face. With a snort and a sudden rise the shirtless artist suddenly sprang himself up in surprise,"Huh? Huh? What's going on?"Confused and dazed the blurry eyed Cameron looked around him, once to his left, then to his right to spot Ritz beside him; it was then that he'd remembered having crashed at her place.
"O-Oh, hey there. You sleep well?"He'd greet. Cameron stretched, covering his yawn with a forearm, ambers taking note of Ritz's little ferret friend."Oh, and who's this little guy?"He'd grin, giving the ferret a playful pet with his index.
Riot relaxed in her grip, his head lolling and his little arms sticking out and curled over as he became completely relaxed, she'd continue to run her fingers through his belly fur as the ferret was spoiled. Cam's sudden jump had surprised her and she stared at him wide eyed and off guard as she had one hand up as if to protect herself before lowering it down with a purse of her lips. He was looking around like he had been surprised he was elsewhere...then again she was still mulling over when she had fallen asleep laying on him practically. Blinking as she'd wait for him to settle and seem to figure out what was going on and then seemed to realize she was still very much there. His stuttered greeting and his morning stretches would be met with silence as she slowly reached out and touched his hair, it was thick under her fingers and she didn't press hard as she looked mildly mystified before pulling her hand back, "I slept....like a log? That's the term I think." she murmured going back to stroking Riot's belly as if nothing ever happened as he went on to question about the ferret. She'd easily hold him up in one hand and his head lolled back passed out again, "Well, his name is Riot, but he a bit passed out." she'd chuckle poking the little monsters side.
Easily sliding out of bed as the ferret had basically just come to bother for a belly rub and pass out she'd lay him back in the cage that was left open and turn to Cam, "Two things, how long it take you to grow your dreads and you stayin' for breakfast? I'm hungry." she'd state simply while offering him a sleepy smile, "I think I need a bit of a hangover cure." she mumbled. With his agreement to food she would head out of her room and downstairs, easily braiding her hair and throwing it behind her shoulder as she would enter the kitchen. This time an apron would be pulled and hung around her neck as she would head into the sink to wash her hands and then the fridge before pulling out bacon, sausage, eggs, four blended cheese and milk which were set on the counter. Two potatoes were laid on the counter along with a couple cloves of garlic and a quarter of an onion, she was soon pulling out a skillet and laying it over the gas stove rather then the electric burner plate next to it.
Within a few moments the potatoes were expertly peeled and diced before being thrown into the oiled pan and left on medium low heat, from there she would dice up the garlic and onion before tossing them in and sauteing them for a brief five minutes and then turning the heat to mid-low. Covering the skillet and turning back around to chop up the sausage and bacon into bite sized pieces and leave them to sit while she began to prep the eggs, easily cracking six eggs into a mixing bowl and whisking them with ease before setting them down. Meats were added to the pan and the heat turned up to cook them, the smell of it easily doused the kitchen with its wonderful scent. From there she would make sure it was cooked halfway through and let the potatoes and everything soak up the juices. Turning to whisk in a few dollops of milk into her egg mixture along with salt and pepper with a dash of paprika mixed into it all. The egg mix was added to the pan and left to sit for a few moments while she turned the electric burner to the side on and went back to scramble the eggs with the rest of the filling.
Putting the pan on low she would easily prep two small plates and grab two tortilla's from the fridge, she'd lay one on the electric burner and move to turn off the heat for the skillet. Moving the tortilla around on the electric burner before flipping it over and being quick to lay the cheese out on it while it toasted nicely. From there she'd pull the warmed tortilla off the electric burner and filled it with the pan mixture and wrap it with expert fingers. She'd place that on one plate and easily slide it to Cam while prepping hers, she waved him forward to eat as she put most of the items she used away and stuck the dishes she was done with in the sink to soak. She placed a bottle of Tabasco sauce on the table for the male were he to want some, then she pulled out orange juice and champagne with two glasses, "I got a bit of a headache." she explained easily indicating she had a mild hangover. Pouring two glasses of orange juice and then some champagne in hers before sliding the clean one to Cam in case he didn't want any, she'd leave the champagne if he wanted some as well as the carton of orange juice. With her food complete she'd take a seat with a relaxed huff and dig into her food without a second thought.
A strange name for a ferret but understanding who he'd been speaking with made it less far-fetched. It was an adorable little thing, fuzzy and small, Cameron had never seen one up close before. Amidst their morning murmurs he'd feel a hand against his locks, hazels readjusted to see a curious but blank faced Ritz messing with them. Normally, he would've taken offense, there was a whole thing when it came to people touching his hair but for the blonde he didn't feel that usual rise. Probably from the calmness of her face or the genuine look of intrigue on her face; he'd make her the only exception to his one golden rule.
"Hmmm, to get to this length? It takes about four months? My hair sprouts like a damn Chia Pet."
Cameron wasn't as hungover as one might expect. After years of experience in the art of partying, not only had his tolerance been high, but his recovery was pretty speedy as well. The room spun as he'd been stricken with a mild case of vertigo, but once Ritz mentioned breakfast he'd be quick to agree."Absolutely. I am your poison tester after all."He'd grin from ear to ear.
The pair headed downstairs, Cameron having helped himself to her washer and dryer after clearing it with her along the way. If they were going to make this a routinely thing he was going to have to remember to bring an extra set of clothes; or at least make sure these didn't get dirty. A little detergent, fabric softener, he didn't need much as he'd just toss them in and let the machine do it's work. Meanwhile he'd help himself to a towel, keeping it around his waist in an attempt to at least not walk around in the nude.
He'd venture a peruse around the place while waiting on his clothes, tossing them into the dryer one they were clean. He'd stop by the kitchen every so often to be met only be the increasingly aromatic flavors that permeated the air. For a moment he'd pull up a seat to watch the show, watching Ritz move through the kitchen."So that's where all that life in you goes."He'd poke fun at her typical lack of emotion. Though, Ritz seemed passionate about her cooking at least. When a burrito was slid in front of him along with some orange juice and some champagne he'd pour himself a glass and gave it a light stir."Yah know, grease also helps a lot with hangovers too."He'd recommend before digging into his burrito. His insides warmed from the salivating flavors dancing about on his tongue. A hum of delight and content as he'd go for a bit of hot sauce to tap over the top."You're really talented, Ritz. I don't think I've ever had a breakfast burrito this good before."A compliment but the truth as he stuffed his cheeks with another large bite.
The image that was invoked in the blond's mind easily spoke of a clay bust of Cam...with slime and seeds slathered all over his head where the dreads would be and then many little vines sprouting off him. Lips pursed as she held back a laugh at the image cheeks puffed as she covered her mouth, "F-four months." she murmured under her hand keeping her face turned as she didn't want to explain exactly what she was laughing at. His hair growth was definitely amazing in such a short time, but the comparison made had definitely thrown her off. Chia Pet. She almost wanted to give that to him as a nick name...though she found that to be far too close of her despite the brief intimacy they had shared, it was definitely good if she got comfortable enough to call him by anything else, but 'Cam' was fine. Her eyebrows knit together briefly as she realized she didn't know his full name, just 'Cam'...she also realized she didn't really mind it since he was a foreigner bound to a visa. He'd eventually travel away and leave so it didn't matter if they knew each other that well.
Snorting lightly in his response to her offer, she felt extensively pleased inside to know her food was that good, it made cooking worth while when someone else wanted more, 'Food shouldn't be just something you stick in your mouth and swallow, it's supposed to be something you share. Your own unique flavor kiddo, you can't lie about yourself when you cook!" the smiling face of her father popped into mind along with his quote. That day was the one where she was learning to make her own sandwiches and had wanted to cook chicken, the memory faded as quickly as it came and she was soon giving Cam the okay to use the washer and dryer, she had no mind to what he did, long as he didn't explode them....she'd be peeved about having to fix that mess...luckily she didn't label him incompetent so she didn't worry about much of anything.
Cam's entrance to watch her cook had been noticed though she remained focused, she would blink when he commented and then smirked, "Eh am I a zombie when I'm not cooking?" she joked languidly, "I love cooking....just something that's natural for me." she mumbled keeping turned away from him now, "I think the only thing I like more then cooking or baking is eating." she stated light heartedly. When the food was complete and they were sitting down to dig in she'd have already gotten a few bites into her's before hearing Cam's remark on hangovers, "Anything oily or breaded does, it's easier to just add a little alcohol to something else and drink to put the little bit of poison into the system. Then just lots of water." she murmured lightly in response. Mid-way through her food she'd hear his compliment and turn red, eyes glanced away as she chewed and swallowed, "N-nah, there is definitely better then me out there." she murmured, "Probably some $50 steak burrito." she'd chuckle before keeping her eyes down on her food having shied away from the compliment.
Cameron almost wanted to poke fun at her but he didn't want to make light of the situation. He'd slow his eating, his bites smaller to he could savor every bit for just that much longer. The blonde seemed knowledgeable when it came to details, it was safe to assume that she may have been as much of a party animal as he himself was; it definitely wouldn't surprise him at least. Outside of a few foods, some home remedies, and the basic information about eating something greasy; Cameron wasn't very book smart in terms of hangovers. He'd just winged it and learned from experience.
Locks stirred as the artist shook his head one good time about her own cooking."Not everyone started off making fifty dollar burritos though, as with anything you're good at you usually work at it."He'd explain, his grin present as he continued eating, continuing to make eye contact even as Ritz shyly adverted her gaze."We all start somewhere. You should never sell yourself short, Ritz. You have a gift."Amidst their conversation Cameron had been eating, so by the time the ding for the dryer sounded he'd already cleared his plate."Oh man, fresh clothes."He'd shoot up from his seat, dreadlocks swishing as his gaze panned over towards the sound."I'll help with the dishes after I change!"He'd call out, heading over to finally throw on some clean clothes.
It felt strange to walk around in someone else's home in nothing but a towel.
Eyes burned into her cheek as she knew he was staring at her, 'Damn, damn, damn, damn...' she hummed in her head as she was trying to suppress the feeling of embarrassment down. It was to no avail and soon she'd just continue burrowing into her food until she settled some, though that took even longer for the young lass as Cam didn't let up with the staring. ********. When he went on to comment on her earlier statement she'd raise and eyebrow and then give a half smile, "If ya got passion, you practice ti'll it hurts." she stated simply before he went on to continue to compliment her. She grit her teeth against the good feeling she got from being complimented, this was extensively unusual for her and she started to question the merit of letting him in the house....damn nice guys and their pretty words. She cleared her throat and was visibly relieved when the dryer dinged and Cam was up and out of the kitchen to grab them.. Breathing out as she rubbed her cheeks to hopefully knead out the tingling feeling she had, it didn't work, but it eased her mind a little. Standing up and she cleared the table of excess and put away anything that wasn't used. Ritz drained her glass of a screwdriver and then began to wash the dishes while leaving them to dry since she figured Cam might get a little peeved at her were she too ignore his volunteering.
Gathering his clothes from the dryer Cameron took a moment to take in the fresh aroma provided by the lavender soaps and fabric softener. With a relaxing coo he'd drop his shoulders before throwing on his now cleaned clothes. Fresh underwear had never felt so good after the night he had.
His original plan was to only make something like this last for the night, but things hadn't turned out as intended. It felt strange, connecting with someone on this level yet he still felt like he knew nothing at all about her. Cameron couldn't allow himself to feel anything; at least not anything serious. A regrettable sigh escaped his lips as a befuddled hand combed through his messy locks. It was probably best that he get out of here soon.
Making his way back to the kitchen he'd join Ritz in cleaning everything up; feeling it was the least he could do after she cooked for him. An ever-present smile on his face but he hadn't spoken much."Thanks for lettin' me use your washing machine, I need to get me some of that detergent you're using."He joked in an attempt to make small talk. Though as they were finishing up he'd feel a vibration rumble in one of his pant pockets. With a quick dry of the hands he'd reach in and whip out his phone to a text from a certain concerned manager asking him where the hell he was. For that moment he kept his back turned to Ritz, rubbing the back of his head as he sighed softly.
Fingers moved through soapy water as she would wash through the dishes, glancing up when Cam returned and offering a light smile of greeting before focusing on the work at hand. When he went on to thank her and then mentioning her detergent she'd give him a funny look, "You like flower smells eh? Should get some lavender weaved into your dreads." she teased lightly obviously kidding, "Cam the Flower Child. Gotta nice ring to it~" she poked fun at him, "First the chia pet and now flowers. Shoulda known!" she mumbled more amused at her stupid joke string then anything else. When they finished the dishes and she'd been wiping down the counters she would hear his phone buzz and then hear the sigh. Rolling her eyes she lightly tugged one of his dreads to get him to turn when he finished texting, then smacked her hands against his cheeks with a big smile on her face, "Duuuuude you are like totally harshin' my mellow!" she mimicked in a druggie voice before letting his face go and putting her hands on her hips, "If ya ever get sick of....whatever it is that you do, can just hit me up on messenger ya know? I ain't the listenin' ear type but I'll at least feed ya." she offered trying to make the apparently sullen man less....grounded into doing work.
Words of reprieve lifted his spirits. Ritz's sarcastic tone relieved a bit of the tension in his shoulders; reminding him to keep a chipper attitude. With her door always open Cameron felt a bit better about the situation, though there was still something missing from this equation."Hey, give me your phone for a moment."He requested which was likely to cause Ritz a bit of confusion. Though, if she complied he'd dexterously tap along its screen with graceful thumbs, staring down at the screen as he exchanged contact information. "Can't call each other if you don't have my number, right?"He handed the phone back to her before giving a faint sigh. "Same for you. I'm not much of the cookin' type buuuuut if you ever need to let off some steam, hit my line."An open-ended offer left the blonde to interpret it how she wanted. Though before he'd make his way out the artist leaned his head in for a parting press of his lips to Ritz's; a pleasant farewell.
Ritz noticed the relief from the other as he seemed to be a little less unhappy about going back to doing...seriously was he a party master or something? He said he tours...maybe? She let it go cause...she didn't really care. Not like it affected her in the long run. She blinked when he asked for her cell and she'd easily snatch it from her bag which she failed to empty last night, she held it out to him unlocked. It failed to occur to her that he could just sabotage her...but honestly she wasn't worried, if he wanted to ruin her he could have done so a good bit ago, most likely while she slept. When he returned her phone after announcing the exchange of contact info she nodded, "I dunnoooo I coulda looked up where the Chia Pet was gonna be for his next party right?" she snickered before hearing the sigh in his voice. She'd raise a brow at his suggestion and she'd smile, "I'll keep ya in mind." she saluted with two fingers before she would be surprised when a kiss was pressed to her lips. Red eyes widened as she felt shyness crawl over her as he backed out, leaving the blond with a light pout and a furious blush over her face. Damn being a female....
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The soft sound of breath in her ear and the weight that was misplaced on her chest had already told her how her morning was going to be. Taking a breath as an arm carefully wrapped around the small fragile back of the curly haired child had her wary of waking the sleeping form, leaning up slowly as she cradled the small cherub close to her collar before lips touched a pale temple, "Fio..." a soft whisper to rouse the small form as closed eyes scrunched harder, "Fiore, wake up..." she murmured cradling the small girl close as she turned to rise out of bed. The area next to her was cool which wasn't abnormal, he had probably gone out early and didn't wake her, knowing full well if Fiore was atop her mother that it was unwise to wake either sleeping female. The small hmm of disapproval coming from the small being would have her brows furrowing, "Had another nightmare kiddo?" she murmured as bright green eyes reminiscent of her dad appeared, blurred and clearly not pleased by being woken. Huffing in response as small arms wrapped around Ritz's neck causing her to sigh, "Spoiled." she grunted though the tone lacked any anger and seemed to be warmly filled with affection.
Cradling the toddler against her she would ignore her general state of undress, having a hard time truly caring what she looked like in her own house. Mother having voluntarily left off back to America for...honestly she had no ******** clue, but the woman always came by on important holidays and birthdays. She didn't seem in need of money which was always a good thing. Sadly that made it easy to spoil the sole grandchild of the woman and goodness knows Fiore didn't need anymore ******** toys for her parents to step on. Christ. Barefoot smashed down on something small and she bit her lip hard enough to nearly draw blood as she kept from cursing in the small girl's ear, "Nrgh....fmmmuku..." the words were careful as she raised her foot off of what she could only assume was a hot wheel or other toy. Kicking it out of the way as she headed to the bathroom with Fiore none the wiser of the pained woman. Setting the small on the counter she would pry the girl's arms from around her and turn the sink on to warm up some water. Keeping the pain in her now sore foot in the back of her mind she would proceed to wipe Fio's face clean of sweat and wiped her own face down as well. The four year old stared up at her, wide awake after the impromptu wash up her hair pulled back from her forehead with a blue and white polka dot headband, "Mama, I'm hungry." she stated bluntly. Red eyes stared at the child as she put her hands on her hips, "Good morning to you too Hungry." she snuffed. Small nose scrunched up in distaste at her mother's poor joke, "I'm not hungry, I'm Fio." she responded, "Oh good, I don't have to make breakfast then." she stated her features flat with the exception of a small twitch of her lips, "Mama..." the whining tone had Ritz rolling her eyes, "Yes yes." she chided picking the small child up and placing her on the floor.
Pulling on some sweats over her underwear and a blouse over her tank top she'd set off downstairs with a small girl holding her hand, "Papa will be back soon from his run, what should we make him?" she asked lightly as they entered the well used kitchen. Fiore toddled over to one of the bar chairs already attempting her climb to get up it, "Banana." the first answer out of the girl's mouth. Snickering as she moved to assist the small girl by leaning down and nearly acting as a stepping stool, "Just a banana?" she wondered, "Mhmm, with blueburri." the word was more difficult for the smoll. Ritz laughed lightly, "What are we eating then?" Fio blinked a few times, "Waffles." she stated. Ah that first word popped out of her mouth like a ritual, "I bet daddy would cry if he heard you say that." she chuckled, "How about blueberry waffles with banana and strawberry smoothies?" she offered. Fio nodded enthusiastically, "Will you mix the batter for me?" she asked leaning on the counter with an expectant smile as a small face lit up with excitement, "Yes, yes yes~" a sing song voice clear as a bell announced the joy at being asked to help, "Hu hu..." she shook her head and moved to gather the ingredients. Carefully measuring out the varying ingredients and handing Fio a bowl with the wet ingredients all gathered together while Ritz sifted the dry ingredients. While waiting she would puree some blueberries in a half cup of heavy whipping cream to add to the batter, pouring it in as Fio mixed and then adding the dry ingredients in slowly.
Soon enough they'd have the waffle iron heated and Fio a bit messy with some flour on her cheeks and specks of batter on her onesie. Ritz didn't mind it as she went on to make smoothies, the loud sound of the blender going had a certain other baby crawling into the kitchen. The ferret had definitely gotten a bit old, his spry nature not nearly as prominent as he would maneuver into the kitchen and immediately nibble at Fio's toes. The small girl's cheer had Ritz turning to watch the girl bounce down and pick up the older pet who was oh so happy to cuddle in the girl's arms, "Looks like Riot got woken up too." she muttered as Fio walked around the stand alone bar-styled island and stood next to Ritz's legs looking up at her pleadingly, "No, he can't eat with us kiddo, he's a bit too old to be running around, you can hold him for now though." she stated as Fiore pouted. She waddled off into the living room and the sound of Riot waddling back into his cage could be heard along with the sound of a door opening, "Daddy!" a squeal sounded out as well as running footsteps, a smirk curled onto Ritz's features as she began to plate food and pour drinks.
