#he's my son my bestie baby boy and he has so so many voices arguing in his mind all of the time

[spoondoodles]

You don't have to believe every single thought That tumbles through your head Just 'cause it sounds like you talking... - Turn Out The Lights by The Crane Wives My minotaur aasimar I played in two different oneshots (one in dnd5e, the other in pf2e) who I love very, very much. He's just a big lad, a nice boy with many, many angelic spirits in his head. Young, dumb and ready to help you out! I tried v. v. hard with this piece I spent like 10-15 hours on it altogether aaaaaaa

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Thanksgiving....

Chris: You think being out in zero below weather in the middle of the night is what I would consider taking it easy? Rihanna: (His voice echoing in the room sent a shock through her body and instantly her voice got caught in her throat) I’m almost finish… Chris: (Walking through the rehearsal room) Excuse me? I couldn’t hear you… Rihanna: (Stuttering) I’m about finished… Chris: How many hours you been saying that? Rihanna: You just got back and you starting already… Chris: (Appearing directly in Rihanna’s eye sight) Just got back? You sure? Rihanna: Huh? Chris: If you can huh you can hear…. I’ve been back long enough to feed and bathe my son…. Put him to sleep while patiently waiting for my wife…. Rihanna: (Shaking her head) Damn! I lost track of time… Chris: That ain’t all you’ve lost… Rihanna: Excuse me????? Chris: You’ve obviously lost your damn mind… Telling people not to tell me where you at…. Rihanna: (Rolling her eyes) Chris: Sit your Ass down and let me hear it since you’ve been here all fucking day… Rihanna: Who you taking to? Chris: (Looking around the room) Can someone bring her a stool, please! Rihanna: (Squinting her eyes) Again, who you talking to? Chris: (Pointing) You! Rihanna: Whatever! I’m not sitting tomorrow while on the float… Chris: Yes you are! Rihanna: I am…..Not! Chris: How many times you gone try to rub your lower back on the sly? Rihanna: Rolling her eyes harder than before…. Chris: Exactly! Rihanna: You get on my nerves! Chris: (Standing back watching them run through the song again) Can ya’ll slow it down.. My babygirl is getting bigger Robz lungs can’t expand like they used to… (Looking directly at his wife) You need to slow it down and take more breaths… Rihanna: (Throwing her hands up) You mind as well change the whole fucking production.. Since you know so much… Chris: I don’t have time for that…. Rihanna: Well, shut up then… Chris: Nope, I’m here now… So like I said, Slow it down Robyn…. Rihanna: (Slamming her mic in the stand) Chris, just change the whole damn thing… Phuck the fact that I’ve been here all damn day… You do it! Chris: Look! I’m not changing everything… I don’t have time to do that because I’m not gone be here so just do me the one favor and slow it down and let me hear it again…. Rihanna: Excuse me? Come again… What you say?? Chris: Slow it down and let me hear it again… Rihanna: No! Not that part.. Chris: I’m not gonna be here tomorrow?? Rihanna: Where you gone be? Chris: We can talk about it later… Rihanna: (Her tone in a small shout) NO! We can talk about it now! Chris: (Sarcastically) Okay, I guess rehearsal is over…. Rihanna: (Her voice getting soft and apologetic) Sorry everyone seems like that makes it a night….. Thanks for everything… See you all in the morning…

After fighting back and forth about Rihanna’s jacket not being heavy enough and switching with someone on her team then finding her a hat and scarf. They finally got into the waiting truck with the heat blazing and rode back to the condo in silence… Rihanna upset and trying to hold on to her anger but the heaviness of sleep was weighing down on her and she nodded off on the short ride…. Once they got outside the building, Chris lightly shook her awake and she seemed more upset than before… Chris knew she would be and there isn’t anything exciting about a restless cranky Rihanna and if he could have carried her upstairs without waking her he surly would have…

Rihanna: Where you gone be that’s more important than supporting me on Thanksgiving non the less…. Chris: Weren’t you just sleep….Can we just wash up and go to bed?? You’re obviously exhausted… Rihanna: Where you gone be, Chris? Chris: You wasn’t worried about where I was going to be when you wasn’t here when I got back! Rihanna: So this some kind of petty pay back? Chris: Not at all… I’m shooting a video with French… Rihanna: (Slowly repeating him) Shooting a video with French…. On my first Thanksgiving parade performance, huh…. Chris: Yeah…. Now can we go to bed? Rihanna: When were you gone tell me? Chris: I just told you… Rihanna: After the fact… Chris: After what fact? I just told you, Rihanna…. Rihanna: (Blowing out hot air) RIHANNA? Hmmmm… So you working on Thanksgiving? Chris: Yes, The same way you are… Rihanna: It'a not the same and you know it! Chris: Robyn… We not fittin to argue about this… I’m doing a favor for a friend…. Rihanna: Oh now it’s Robyn…A favor for a friend, Christopher???? Without any mention to your wife???? Chris: (Sitting on the bed) Head down…. Rihanna: So you get to just tell me shit, but I gotta run my shit by you??? Chris: Here we go wit this shit…. Do you run shit by me? Rihanna: Fuck you Chris… Chris: Anytime… Any place… Rihanna: How long is this video shoot suppose to run? Chris: You know how it go…. Rihanna: No Chris! I want to know how long my husband is going to be gone working on a Holiday! Chris: Robz, if I tell you a time and I’m not done by then there will be Hell to pay… So I’m not setting myself up for that… Rihanna: So, I won’t have my husband for Thanksgiving or Ro… Thanks! I’m sure to be in the holiday spirit… Chris: Baby, don’t be like that… You supposed to be focused on being thankful! Doing the parade is a great opportunity… Rihanna: Don’t tell me about great opportunities… Don’t say Shit else to me! Chris: Guess, I should go check on my son… You sounded good at rehearsal… Just make those changes and Stop moving so much… Rihanna: In true Chris Brown fashion… You try to tell me what to do then leave… Chris: Should I stay? Rihanna: You do whatever you want… Chris: I wanted to come home and Fuck my wife back to sleep! Rihanna: No such luck there… Chris: That’s what I thought..

Melissa: Good Morning Sunshine! Rihanna: What’s good about it? Melissa: It’s Thanksgiving! And I feel great this morning.. Rihanna: I don’t celebrate… I’m not American…. And it’s ass crack early and my daughter is balled up sitting on my bladder… But I’m glad you’re feeling better… Melissa: You sure sound convincing….. Rihanna: I am happy for you… Melissa: Okay, well you’re married to an American so you celebrate by default… And maybe my niece is upset because you in here hot as fish grease upsetting her… Rihanna: Her father is to blame! Melissa: What my brother do, now? Rihanna: Your brother in law is an Asshole! Melissa: Ooooh my niece is going to look just like that Asshole of a brother in law… Rihanna: No she is not! Melissa: The way he gets under your skin… Sorry sis.. You lost that bet… Rihanna: Mel, you not making me feel any better… Melissa: Okay, what happened? Rihanna: He decided to tell me last night at rehearsal that he doing a video shoot today. Then tried to sneak his Ass outta here this morning.. Melissa: He probably didn’t want to wake you… Rihanna: I was already woke…. Don’t try to take up for him, Mel… Melissa: I’m not….. Rihanna: Let’s just get this day started… Melissa: Chef here…. That should make you happy… Rihanna: This early? Melissa: Yup she made us breakfast so get up and get ready!

Rihanna: I been fucking up all morning… Why am I so nervous? Melissa: Probably cause your man not here… Rihanna: Don’t bring him up…. He the one who changed my damn production now I can’t get it right… Melissa: I like it…. Sounds good to me… Rihanna: You would say that…. And this damn dress….. I probably been fitted for this dress a hundred times and it’s still tight… Noella: Maybe, because my little cousin keeps growing… Rihanna: (Getting excited) Come here Maj… You look soo pretty.. Majesty: Thank You… Rihanna: You excited to get on the float? Majesty: (crossing her arms) No! Rihanna: (Stepping back and looking at her niece) What’s wrong? Majesty: I want Royalty on the float… … Rihanna: I know… I do too…. She’ll probably be watching… Majesty: No! Rihanna: I know you want your bestie…. But J.R. is here and you can play with him on the float… Majesty: (Folding her arms tighter) No! J.R. a baby…. Rihanna: And you’re aunties big girl so I need your help… Majesty: Listening intently…

The parade was not what Rihanna had expected, it was uncomfortable to say the least and she thought her bladder would explode. She was reminded that she was an Island gal and was not here for the cold weather at all… But Majesty seemed to have had a great time. She definitely loved all the attention from the crowd and enjoyed waving at the people and dancing around the float with J. R. running behind her in-between trying to knock the microphone stand down then when his mommy tried to fix it he commenced to try to take it from her… When it was time for Rihanna to perform he had to be carried away by Momma J throwing a tantrum when the float stopped and they had to get off for Rihanna to go to the stage… Returning back from the parade the condo was packed with relatives. Everyone had came to celebrate Thanksgiving and distract Rihanna from them not having Ro for this holiday just as Chris had asked except when he made the request he didn’t intend on not being there himself so what started off as a great idea wasn’t really panning out to be so great in Rihanna’s book… She had a long miserable morning of being cold and uncomfortable and feeling like a pig in a blanket although she was repeatedly complimented on how beautiful she looked and how well she was carrying. None of it registered especially since all she wanted was the one person she hadn’t seen all day….

Rihanna: (Entering the living room after changing her clothes) We can start… We’re not waiting for Chris… Chef, has prepared a lovely meal, Daddy can you come bless the food? Ronald: Sure…. but it’s still early. Chef said there are Hors de’ Oeuvre… We could eat that and wait a little longer for Chris… Rihanna: Daddy! Ronald: Okay Okay my child…. Whatever you want… Mommy: We can bless the table and eat the appetizers for starters and wait a little bit for dinner to see if the boi show up… Rihanna: Mommy! Mommy: Yes, that is who I am… Rihanna: Fine…. Mommy: And loose the attitude… Today is a day to give thanks… Leandra: We should play games while we nibble…. Momma J: Yes, ya’ll do that and us in the older crew will be in the other room with the kids… Leandra: Soooo we’re playing Taboo…. Rihanna: Why you get to pick? Leandra: Because Team Prego which consist of you, Mel, Jenn, and the babydaddys’ can’t make a decision with your pregnant asses! Rihanna: I don’t want to be on their team! I don’t have a babydaddy… Noella: I’ll be your babydaddy…. but you have to listen to me…. You not gone do me the way you do Chris… Rihanna: Shut up Ella…

After playing games for over a hour and Team Prego in the losers seat…..

Noella: I quit! Melissa: Why??? We're having fun! Noella: Every answer isn’t a food, Team Prego! Jenn: I’d like to point out that I’m not yelling out foods! Noella: Or a pregnancy symptom, Jenn! I need a new team…. Chris: (Entering the room) Who’s team am I on? Rihanna: Not mine! Noella: There’s your babydaddy! Team Prego is complete! I’m with Lele team now! Rihanna: Trader! Melissa: She wasn’t any good anyway! Noella: I was the best brain on the team! Jenn: In your dreams! We would have done better with Majesty! Chris: (Sitting next to Rihanna) Move your arm so I can lay across your lap.. Rihanna: No! You just got here and you already being annoying.. Chris: You know you missed me! Rihanna: No I didn’t! Mommy: (Entering the room) Come get your children and those without wash your hands and come so we can bless dinner and give thanks now that all the family is here!