I had just got home to see Nate trying to get our cat into a dress. "Nate, leave bow alone" "but she's going to look so cute in this dress though" "ok, but when she scratches you don't come crying to me." "ok" I rolled my eyes and went to take a shower.

20 minutes later

I was in the Laundry room putting the clothes to dry when Nate came running into the room crying like a baby. "y/n, bow scratched me!" "Didn't I tell you to leave her alone?" "yes, but I wanted to see how she would look in the dress but she kept trying to run away from me. so I picked her up and she hit my head and scratched the hell out of my arm." "ok, go to the bathroom your getting blood all over the floor." holding his arm, we walked to the bathroom." ok, sit on the toilet and don't move." I ran to the bathroom in our room to get the first ad kit. when I came back I looked at Nate's arm. it looks like bow was trying to climb his arm and got scared and on her way down she dug her nails into his skin, and just ripped his skin. "Nate I have to cut the skin because it's just hanging there." "what, no!!!!" "how about you hold on to my waist and when it hurts you can squeeze me? ok" with the nod of his head, he grabs my waist and puts his head on my chest. I take one arm and put it on the counter and grab the scissors and picked up the piece of skin.

By the time I was finished, Nate was over it. he was acting like a baby. "Nate if you don't stay still I'm going to hurt you!" with that he stopped moving. I rapped his arm in bandages and let him go. me being tried I went to the room to try and get some sleep. A few minutes later, Nate came into the room and jumped on the bed, and snuggled up to me. Nate may be a whole man child, but he's my man child.