《little mia》7
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" zizi, off peas " mia whined itching at her ears that were under a beanie, mia hated going out just because she knew she had to cover her ears and tail, she kept her tail wrapped around her in an over sized hoodie and her ears covered with a beanie.
she knows that if people saw her with a tail and ears some would except it and others would be mean about.
although she hated it she knew better she also knew she was feeling tired and wanted to go home
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" mia, come here baby " he says calmly as mia stood there with an angry pout, she wanted to get some treats and she wanted to take the hat off her head!!
" off " she mumbles as issac grabs her arm and brings her into the family bathroom. He carefully takes her hat off as she giggles in relief it felt so nice her eyes wiggling free,
Issac smiled giving her ears a little massage, " no want it on zizi " she whines in his chest.
" I know princess but you know what zizi says about people here " he says making her nod.
" now can you come help zizi pick out some treats and we can go home " he says with a grin making her nod.
She lets him put the beanie back on and they continue to walk around the supermarket until she's feeling kind of tired and they head out to the check out aisle.
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as soon as they pack the car issac helps her into the car buckling her seat.
he passes her the treat she picked out and she happily munches on her snack.
the ride home was going well until she woke up with a stomach ache,
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" zizi!! tummy " she cried as he helped her into the house, but it was to late she threw up on the floor just before the bathroom door.
" m'sorry zizi" she cries feeling even more bad
" it's alright my love come on " he says carrying her to the bathroom,
where she continued to throw up in the toilet
" my poor baby " i say as she leans into me crying her eyes out.
" mimi bad girl, bad... " she said rubbing her eyes. " your not bad! your just a little ill and that's ok " he says as she cleans her up and rinses her mouth out,
" good girl " he says kissing her forehead as she sniffles and hides her face in his neck.
"my little baby" he says with a quiet chuckle "zizi baby..." she repeats quietly.
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Issac quickly flushed the toilet making mia flinch, "loud" she whines holding her ears. " sorry sorry " he says putting her down on the couch
"up up zizi up now!!! " she says kicking her legs not wanting to be put down.
" zizi has to clean kitten. stay here " he says as she loses it, she throws her feel back on the couch kicking screaming crying everything!
a whole trantrum
" you wanna go to sleep, cuddles? belly rub? Anything " he asks as she makes grabby hands, he picks her up as she wraps her tail around half his waist
she mumbles that she was tired so he lets her sleep in his bed, he cuddles her and gives her head scratches
all before she whispers " goodnight daddy "
send shivers down his back. it felt nice, he had the biggest smile on his face
" goodnight my love " he says kissing her cheek.
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he was out his room with a big fist pump feeling so happy and honored she called him that. Issac couldn't stop smiling,
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she woke up a few hours later still clinging to him, she didn't want him out of her sight,
" stay zizi " she whined as he sighed sitting back next to her, he just had to use the bathroom and now she definitely wasn't going to let him.
her tail laid on his legs as he softly pet her smooth tail making her giggle,
she wiggled her tail in his face making him sneeze and she giggles more,
" hey! not funny " he says playfully making her giggle and crawl on his lap curling up into a ball.
" now can zizi ask you something mia " he says as she sits up on his lap, " yes " she smiles
" you said that you couldn't breathe when your mother took you baths, can you explain that to me " he asks as he smile faded and she hide in his neck.
" meanie " she mumbles
" your mother was a meanie " he asks
" mhm, never wanna see her'gain! " she says huffing
" you don't have to baby " he says caressing her cheek.
"Mommy pull my hair and put my face in the water! mimi no breathe. and water was cold, zizi no have cold water though...nice water " she smiles with a tiny giggle that slowly fades away.
" zizi won't hurt you, promise. " he says as she leans in to peck his lips. "Look who's blushing now! " he says making her pout sassily,
he brings her in for another kiss until
bzzz bzzzzz bzzzzzzz
somebody was ringing the buzzer to his apartment?
it kind of scares mia hearing the unfamiliar noise...
" who is it? " Issac says over the little speaker,
" me! open up issac hurry up now "
issac gasps....
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