[Haru's gotten a taste of Gosha's overbearing nature no doubt, considering the the utmost care he took regarding his venom whenever her and Legosi would drop by for a visit.]
He did a good job, even if you're not perfect. [Said playfully at Legosi's expense, drawing her knees up even closer so she can hug his hand against her.] And he's the only person I know right now who's had a kid with someone of a completely different species.
[She'll trust him more than the internet; at least in the beginning.]
...plus he'll probably show me even more baby pictures of you.
[Truly the core reason why Haru will want to tell him first. More excuses for her to browse through photos of Legosi's ever-elusive past.]
[...okay, that causes Legosi to snort on a laugh before he can stop himself.]
Please no...
[It's not that he looks back on his childhood badly, far from it. Even with how difficult the situation got with his mother, he was a happy child growing up. He never wanted for anything, and even being a hybrid he never felt the pressure of it because Gosha made sure to shield him from that harsh reality for as long as he could. Legosi was able to grow up thinking that having a komodo dragon for a grandfather was just a completely normal thing. He was special for having him in his life.
But...Gosha also was the type to document everything. Everything. Legosi is pretty sure there are half a dozen photos for every year of his life up until he moved out for school, so the amount there is for Haru to uncover is- quite honestly- going to be staggering. And once their child is born, that's going to be no exception.]
I hope you don't mind family photos...
[He imagines that's something Haru is also used to, with how many siblings she has.]
Are you kidding? I'd be happy to spend the entire day looking at your family photos.
[She's allowed herself to get real comfortable against him now, the full weight of her small body leaning against him, bringing her hand out from under his so she can rest both her hands on his tail she's still kept wrapped around her. By the time the delivery person arrives and makes the trek up the stairs to the apartment, she's not going to want to move from this spot.
Tilting her head up to look at him, her impish grin is clear as day.]
It's the perfect excuse to unearth more of your mysterious past.
[And see more what a hybrid family looks like with her own two eyes.]
Plus, it'll be a way to learn more about what I'm getting myself into. I know what I was like as a kit, but a wolf pup? I've never even been near one before.
[Legosi's family was definitely a bit of an outlier in terms of what one might expect from your "textbook" hybrid family. Even with their komodo dragon blood, both his mother and Legosi himself looked like grey wolves in every way...at least until his mother started to grow scales as she grew older, things changing far too abruptly for her to be able to handle. Legosi wonders, sometimes, if he might begin to see similar changes in himself as he grows into an adult...he of course would embrace the changes, however strange. He's already gotten accustomed to the oddity of his regenerative abilities on top of his immunity to a komodo dragon's poison.]
I imagine...they aren't too much different from any other child, really.
[Even across species, children are children. Sure, a small rabbit is going to behave in some ways differently than a tiger cub for example, but they ultimately don't have the same concept of special differences at that age. Legosi was only so strongly aware of it because he'd grown up surrounded by reminders.]
[There's a thoughtful hum from Haru, thinking about a bigger and toothier child. She splays her hands wide against the fur of Legosi's tail so that tufts of fur stick up between her fingers.]
And rabbits are smaller. Less toothy. [But, beyond physical differences, Legosi is right. A baby has none of the same preconceived notions that children and adult animals do; much of her life experience and expectations were entirely based on both her species and the surroundings she had been brought up in.
And, slowly but surely, in part thanks to Legosi and Louis, this city of theirs and the way their world works in regards, is changing. Even still, Haru was born and raised in a pure blooded dwarf rabbit family, right down to fur colour. She's never really had much experience with mixed species families, or hybrid animals. Legosi, after all, on the surface has most of the characteristics and appearance and mannerisms of a large canine, and Melon...
...His existence and his living to adulthood as as a child of a carnivore & herbivore coupling had made her happy. And Haru is smart enough to know that he was very well an outlier, but also someone pushed to the brink by some means beyond nature.]
Gosha...he raised you really well, Legosi-kun. He's a good man. [Said fondly, looking down as she strokes Legosi's fur.] I want to know more about how he raised you. Learn more about your family but-- ah [she rubs one eye with the back of her hand. The overwhelming feelings of this day come and go like waves, and it's probably too early to blame horomones for it.] I'm getting ahead of myself! It's not like it has any teeth and--
[She lifts one hand, pinching her forefinger and thumb nearly together. Noting the size of a pea.]
[Legosi finds himself squinting at the shape she makes with her fingers, even if he's close enough to get the gist without even having to be any nearer. Their offspring is scarcely more than a concept at this stage, slowly growing but very much there. Would the doctors be able to tell the predominant species of the child through ultrasound alone, he wonders? Would that not even be a factor you could see until they're born? It's not like it matters to him- he'd love them even if they had gills somehow- but he is curious. With how large their physical and biological differences are, the gene pool is vast and could be pulling from any number of places.
...Hell, this baby is going to be a small fraction part Komodo dragon themselves. It's pretty far removed at this point, but the fact of the matter is that it will be there. They'll be more hybrid than most, considering that fact.
As Haru rubs her eye, Legosi just...sets his muzzle gently atop her head, sniffing.]
It's okay. I think it's...exciting, to speculate what they might be like.
[Exciting, nervewracking...it's much better assuming they'll be okay and healthy than allowing himself to dwell on the possibility that some complications arise.]
And thank you...I know grandpa would be very happy to know you feel that way. He's worked very hard to find his happiness in life. This will only contribute to that.
[Ah Legosi is just so...big and warm. And the careful weight of his muzzle on her head, the clean post-shower smell emanating from his fur, the strong feelings that had brought tears to her eyes ebbs away into something quieter, more pleasant and manageable.]
You're right...it's normal for [parents; the word stop shorts in application to the two of them, because like he's said, it still doesn't feel real, so after only a small pause:] people to get ahead of themselves.
[And to someone like Haru, thinking about the future far in advance is still very new, something to get used to. Something she's had to learn, in time, thanks in part to the level of understanding and importance Legosi felt towards her and how, in turn, she knew she wanted a future with him.
She hums, happily, thoughtfully, and reaches up to run her hand along the length of his muzzle. Idly scratching him when she comes to stop at his cheek.]
I hope he's also happy to be a go-to baby sitter. [Said jokingly. She's still a few semesters away from graduating, and she's not going to put an end to that.
But, before she can get even more ahead of herself, there's a knock at the door, and Haru begins to detangle herself out from under Legosi, though she'd rather not move from their cozy little bubble of 'what-ifs.']
Coming! [Said towards the door, crawling on her hands and knees before standing up. Even if Legosi is going to try to take it on himself to answer the door instead of his girlfriend, she works hard to be a few steps ahead of him whenever she can; and getting delivery is no exception to that.]
[Haru's on the same brainwave as Legosi, seeing as how he'd immediately started to try to stand, only to have Haru wiggle herself free from him before he could properly get up. He decides to sink back into a sit, watching her go to the door while he waits in her wake. He's realizing that she's probably on borrowed time here, in terms of how much longer she'll be able to easily do things herself. Not that he imagines she'll let pregnancy stop her, but...he's under the assumption it's probably difficult on smaller mammals in particular. There's a lot of weight to carry, a lot of extra energy that needs to be stored to suit both the baby and the mother's needs.
He's going to make sure he's there for her, every single step of the way. Even if he turns into an absolute nuisance of a helicopter spouse, that's just how it's going to have to be.
God. He really is turning into his grandpa...]
I think he would be disappointed if he wasn't the first to be considered.
[He calls after her, his tail sweeping the floor.]
[When Haru had been left alone with her thoughts the hours between realizing she was late and before Legosi came home, she's already come to grips with the idea of working on borrowed time. For a small rabbit like her, longevity and the lack thereof is something that always needles away at the back of her mind.
And Legosi is right in his assumption that she's not going to let this stop her from doing and acting in the way she usually does, so in the ways that his potential helicoptering is going to be a pain, considering the can-do attitude that does sometimes exceed her physical limitations, the wolf's going to have to be a nuisance every now and again.
...besides, Haru will probably appreciate the attention.
As she answers the door to accept the delivery, she keeps it open just a crack to keep from prying eyes, still in want of privacy. And after thanking the delivery animal, accepting the boxes of takeout made with large mammals in mind, she nudges the door closed with her foot.
Continuing their conversation, as the smell of greasy takeout wafts through the small studio:]
There's always my mom and dad...and siblings too. So we're not short of extra hands but-- [Setting the contents down on the table, she settles back next to him, already starting to rifle through and set their meals up for them. And she'll happily make use of the large mammal chopsticks provided with the meal.] I don't know, your grandpa's like you. Big and reliable.
Big and reliable...I think he would be happy, hearing that.
[Gosha always strived to be exactly that. Helpful to a fault, sometimes to his own detriment...but he always meant well. Legosi could sense that even as a young pup, even when the world was unfair and nothing seemed to make sense. He'd gone off to Cherryton halfway against his komodo dragon heritage...now he wishes he'd embraced it more.
His nose is already going before the food gets properly set down, and he's not even meaning to really sniff the air as aggressively as he is. It's a canine thing...Haru will probably be able to feel his snuffling breath tickling the backs of her ears as he leans over her, clasping his hands together around her front.]
It smells good...
we can probably timeskip to a new scenario if you want!
[She remains smiling at that, nice and easy even as his hot dog breath tickles the fur at her ears and back of her head as Legosi gets all up in her space. It does smell good, and happily the promise of food and a filling meal doesn't make her stomach do flipflops. Even as she sets their table (which is really just hefting out large-mammal sized portions of to-go boxes and setting them out) she doesn't nudge Legosi away.
Not that she'll want him eating over her. But sitting next to each other is certainly nice after a long day.]
Well! Let's dig in. Just smelling it isn't going to do us much good.
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He did a good job, even if you're not perfect. [Said playfully at Legosi's expense, drawing her knees up even closer so she can hug his hand against her.] And he's the only person I know right now who's had a kid with someone of a completely different species.
[She'll trust him more than the internet; at least in the beginning.]
...plus he'll probably show me even more baby pictures of you.
[Truly the core reason why Haru will want to tell him first. More excuses for her to browse through photos of Legosi's ever-elusive past.]
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Please no...
[It's not that he looks back on his childhood badly, far from it. Even with how difficult the situation got with his mother, he was a happy child growing up. He never wanted for anything, and even being a hybrid he never felt the pressure of it because Gosha made sure to shield him from that harsh reality for as long as he could. Legosi was able to grow up thinking that having a komodo dragon for a grandfather was just a completely normal thing. He was special for having him in his life.
But...Gosha also was the type to document everything. Everything. Legosi is pretty sure there are half a dozen photos for every year of his life up until he moved out for school, so the amount there is for Haru to uncover is- quite honestly- going to be staggering. And once their child is born, that's going to be no exception.]
I hope you don't mind family photos...
[He imagines that's something Haru is also used to, with how many siblings she has.]
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[She's allowed herself to get real comfortable against him now, the full weight of her small body leaning against him, bringing her hand out from under his so she can rest both her hands on his tail she's still kept wrapped around her. By the time the delivery person arrives and makes the trek up the stairs to the apartment, she's not going to want to move from this spot.
Tilting her head up to look at him, her impish grin is clear as day.]
It's the perfect excuse to unearth more of your mysterious past.
[And see more what a hybrid family looks like with her own two eyes.]
Plus, it'll be a way to learn more about what I'm getting myself into. I know what I was like as a kit, but a wolf pup? I've never even been near one before.
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I imagine...they aren't too much different from any other child, really.
[Even across species, children are children. Sure, a small rabbit is going to behave in some ways differently than a tiger cub for example, but they ultimately don't have the same concept of special differences at that age. Legosi was only so strongly aware of it because he'd grown up surrounded by reminders.]
Just bigger...toothier.
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And rabbits are smaller. Less toothy. [But, beyond physical differences, Legosi is right. A baby has none of the same preconceived notions that children and adult animals do; much of her life experience and expectations were entirely based on both her species and the surroundings she had been brought up in.
And, slowly but surely, in part thanks to Legosi and Louis, this city of theirs and the way their world works in regards, is changing. Even still, Haru was born and raised in a pure blooded dwarf rabbit family, right down to fur colour. She's never really had much experience with mixed species families, or hybrid animals. Legosi, after all, on the surface has most of the characteristics and appearance and mannerisms of a large canine, and Melon...
...His existence and his living to adulthood as as a child of a carnivore & herbivore coupling had made her happy. And Haru is smart enough to know that he was very well an outlier, but also someone pushed to the brink by some means beyond nature.]
Gosha...he raised you really well, Legosi-kun. He's a good man. [Said fondly, looking down as she strokes Legosi's fur.] I want to know more about how he raised you. Learn more about your family but-- ah [she rubs one eye with the back of her hand. The overwhelming feelings of this day come and go like waves, and it's probably too early to blame horomones for it.] I'm getting ahead of myself! It's not like it has any teeth and--
[She lifts one hand, pinching her forefinger and thumb nearly together. Noting the size of a pea.]
is probably only this big.
[...bite sized.]
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...Hell, this baby is going to be a small fraction part Komodo dragon themselves. It's pretty far removed at this point, but the fact of the matter is that it will be there. They'll be more hybrid than most, considering that fact.
As Haru rubs her eye, Legosi just...sets his muzzle gently atop her head, sniffing.]
It's okay. I think it's...exciting, to speculate what they might be like.
[Exciting, nervewracking...it's much better assuming they'll be okay and healthy than allowing himself to dwell on the possibility that some complications arise.]
And thank you...I know grandpa would be very happy to know you feel that way. He's worked very hard to find his happiness in life. This will only contribute to that.
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You're right...it's normal for [parents; the word stop shorts in application to the two of them, because like he's said, it still doesn't feel real, so after only a small pause:] people to get ahead of themselves.
[And to someone like Haru, thinking about the future far in advance is still very new, something to get used to. Something she's had to learn, in time, thanks in part to the level of understanding and importance Legosi felt towards her and how, in turn, she knew she wanted a future with him.
She hums, happily, thoughtfully, and reaches up to run her hand along the length of his muzzle. Idly scratching him when she comes to stop at his cheek.]
I hope he's also happy to be a go-to baby sitter. [Said jokingly. She's still a few semesters away from graduating, and she's not going to put an end to that.
But, before she can get even more ahead of herself, there's a knock at the door, and Haru begins to detangle herself out from under Legosi, though she'd rather not move from their cozy little bubble of 'what-ifs.']
Coming! [Said towards the door, crawling on her hands and knees before standing up. Even if Legosi is going to try to take it on himself to answer the door instead of his girlfriend, she works hard to be a few steps ahead of him whenever she can; and getting delivery is no exception to that.]
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He's going to make sure he's there for her, every single step of the way. Even if he turns into an absolute nuisance of a helicopter spouse, that's just how it's going to have to be.
God. He really is turning into his grandpa...]
I think he would be disappointed if he wasn't the first to be considered.
[He calls after her, his tail sweeping the floor.]
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And Legosi is right in his assumption that she's not going to let this stop her from doing and acting in the way she usually does, so in the ways that his potential helicoptering is going to be a pain, considering the can-do attitude that does sometimes exceed her physical limitations, the wolf's going to have to be a nuisance every now and again.
...besides, Haru will probably appreciate the attention.
As she answers the door to accept the delivery, she keeps it open just a crack to keep from prying eyes, still in want of privacy. And after thanking the delivery animal, accepting the boxes of takeout made with large mammals in mind, she nudges the door closed with her foot.
Continuing their conversation, as the smell of greasy takeout wafts through the small studio:]
There's always my mom and dad...and siblings too. So we're not short of extra hands but-- [Setting the contents down on the table, she settles back next to him, already starting to rifle through and set their meals up for them. And she'll happily make use of the large mammal chopsticks provided with the meal.] I don't know, your grandpa's like you. Big and reliable.
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[Gosha always strived to be exactly that. Helpful to a fault, sometimes to his own detriment...but he always meant well. Legosi could sense that even as a young pup, even when the world was unfair and nothing seemed to make sense. He'd gone off to Cherryton halfway against his komodo dragon heritage...now he wishes he'd embraced it more.
His nose is already going before the food gets properly set down, and he's not even meaning to really sniff the air as aggressively as he is. It's a canine thing...Haru will probably be able to feel his snuffling breath tickling the backs of her ears as he leans over her, clasping his hands together around her front.]
It smells good...
we can probably timeskip to a new scenario if you want!
Not that she'll want him eating over her. But sitting next to each other is certainly nice after a long day.]
Well! Let's dig in. Just smelling it isn't going to do us much good.