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He looked up and instantly smiled. "You're cute!" Mako had never been taught to not speak exactly what was on his mind, and so the words flew out as if they were nothing and he continued to eat his cake, ignoring the words from the other. "You'd be cuter in a dress." Of course, Mako thought that everyone would be cuter in a dress. He was still trying to convince his grandfather of that, but it wasn't really working the way he'd hoped. "You should ask Auntie Relic to make you a dress."
 
"Um no." turtle said simply, sitting down and taking a piece of cake for himself. He then draped his right leg over his left while he began to eat the cake happily. "I do not wear dresses." Except for the few times he went into public and kept getting strange looks. "Who are you anyway?"
 
"You should." Looking up, he stared at the man for a minute. Who didn't know him? But of course when he thought about it, Mako didn't know who this other man was, either. "Mako. I'm Tomias' grandson. Or... Something. I don't know." It didn't really matter anyway. He'd been dropped off when he was a toddler and had never left. "Who are you?" he countered, eating more cake. "You don't belong to anyone here."
 
"uh ... No." he laughed and shook his head. "i'm Turtle. I followed my friend here and he's the one banging Ezekiel." He shrugged a bit more then looked at the pink-haired male. "I have not really met anyone else other than Rune's family... and Relic. i've met Relic.' He remembered that bit when the man suddenly handed him an outfit. It was strange, though it did flatter him quite a bit.
 
Nodding, he added the male to his memory. Though Mako was pretty sure he wouldn't forget someone so gorgeous. "Tomias is Rune and Relic's brother," he added for context. Looking at the other, he squinted his eyes at him a little and stared hard. "Are you sure no dresses?" he asked, going back to his favorite topic of clothes, cute boys, and cute boys in cute clothes. The pink haired male shrugged a little without an answer and finished off his piece of cake and then went for another one. High metabolism was a wonderful thing! "We'll go shopping," he added. "Your pants need to show off your ass more."
 
Turtle arched a brow at the other, listening to him and he shook his head a few times. "No dresses and I don't need tight jeans. I have them, I just do not feel like wearing them." He shrugged and then began to eat more of his cake. He had not really been in the mood to wear tight, flattering things since Hope was born. Least of all now with Archer carrying his kid. It felt strange.
 
"I didn't say tight. I said flattering." Nodding, he finished his (much smaller) second slice of cake and stood to put the dishes into sink. He leaned against the counter in his own short, purple skirt and black, sparkly tank. "Come on. Shopping is fun. You look like you haven't had fun in years. You look old." He pulled a face at Turtle and moved to the table to tug on the other's arm. "Lets go!"
 
Turtle groaned, about to protest when he heard Hope cry. He pushed away the other's hand and then rushed to the stairs and up into his baby's room. He smiled at the fussing baby. "Sweetie." He shook his head and walked over to pull him up and onto his shoulder. "Can't let your father entertain himself a bit?" He teased and began to bouncing the infant on his shoulder.
 
Mako followed him and stood in the doorway of the nursery, watching. "Cute," he commented, studying the baby. "He should wear dresses, too." Nodding, the pink haired male moved through the room to put together a diaper bag, easily finding everything that would be needed for an afternoon out. It didn't take long before the bag was ready and on his shoulder, and Mako reached over and gently took the baby from Turtle's arms. "Go get dressed we're going shopping. And dress nice!" he demanded, bouncing Hope a little.
 
Turtle stared at the other, his eyebrow arched a s he did so. "I have no money!" he protested while he somehow wound up going off to get dressed anyway. Why was he letting this pink haired thing push him around? Probably because he was taller than him. That was annoying. Though, it did not take much to be taller than the 5'4'' male. He grumbled and pulled on a nice pair of jeans and a tee shirt - as nice as he got - and then walked back to the other.
 
He laughed and shook his head, moving out of the room and towards his own side of the house. Mako forgot that he had the baby in his arms, but it didn't matter anyway. He needed to find his grandfather. He searched a few rooms before coming across him and moving into the study. "Can I have some money?" he asked, still bouncing Hope. "I want to go shopping with Rune's new stray. You can torture Rune to pay you back."
 
Tomias looked over at the other, staring at him for a moment before he shrugged. "Sure." He then handed him his credit card. "Don't go over a quarter million and you'll be fine." not that the card could not go over that amount, but he figured moderation was a good thing. He then waved him off with a shrug. "Have fun and... buy one of those backpack things for hte baby. I doubt he wants to be in your arms the whoel while."
 
"Kay!" Mako ran out of the room, stuffing the card into the waistband of his skirt. He made it to the other side of the house in record time, and didn't even hit the baby's head on anything! "I have money! Rune and Grandpa can fight it out over who owes who." Taking the other male's hand, Mako tugged Turtle from the house and out towards one of the cars. "Grandpa says I shouldn't drive, but that doesn't mean I can't!" He slid into the drivers seat of one with a car seat after handing Hope over to her father.
 
Turtle was shocked about all that was happening. This man was so very strange and why did he still have his baby!? Taking Hope back, he set him onto the carseat and kissed his head. "Looks like we're going on an adventure." He whispered before moving to hte passenger's seat. "Um... can you drive? Please tell me you have your license." He was not liking this at all. Normally he would not care for himself, but his baby!
 
Throwing the car into gear, the pink haired male pulled out of the drive way a bit faster than any sane person and shrugged. "Uncle Rune taught me how to drive." That was all he said before pulling out into traffic and taking off at top speed. He liked going fast, and it was easy to intimidate people to get out of his way when going fast. Besides, cars were made to get you places faster than any other mode of transportation. If you couldn't go fast, what was the point in driving somewhere? "We'll go uptown," he said, mostly to himself. "They have nicer clothes. And the sales girls get mad easier."
 
Turtle stared at him, eyes wide, and just stared. "Great. Got into the car with a madman... with my BABY in the back!" He hissed the last bit before turning to see that Hope was not all that affected. He stuck his tongue out childishly at the baby. "hush. Daddy has issues." He stated before looking back around and groaning. This was nto how he wanted his evening to go.
 
Mako paid no attention to the other male, and it wasn't long before he was swinging into a parking space. "See? I didn't get anyone killed." He shrugged and stepped out of the car, stretching his long legs. Sports cars were not made for tall people! Especially tall people in six inch heels. Looking around, Mako made his way into one of the boutiques, expecting that Turtle would follow him. "Find stuff that fits! And you should really try on a dress. Or a skirt. To show off your legs."
 
Holding Hope on his hip, Turtle followed into the boutique and he shook his head a few times. "I can do something that fits, but I refuse to wear a dress." He stated, hugging his son a little more while he looked over everything. His true mistake was looking at a price tag. "Holy--" He gasped and pushed the shirt away, shaking his head a few times. "There is no way I'm letting anyone buy me anything from here!" He protested, turning to look at Mako. "I could buy an apartment for the price of a shirt!"
 
He looked at the other, confused. "But...you live with Rune and Calder?" It didn't click with Mako and he continued his train of thought. "They're loaded. And you're their son, for all intents and purposes... I... Um... Just don't look, okay?" It was all he could figure out to say while picking up the shirt that Turtle was talking about and added it to the clothes he had in his hands already. They didn't get far when a sales girl came over to them, looking a little flustered.

"Excuse me. You shouldn't be in here. We're a women's boutique." Mako looked up and shrugged.

"You shouldn't be wearing that skirt with your fat thighs but no one says anything to you, do they?" He moved on while the sales girl huffed a little, obviously offended and at a loss for words.
 
Turtle groaned and followed him. "Mako!" he huffed, looking at the girl and arching a brow. "He has a point, ma'am. That skirt is not flattering to you." He then shook his head and skipped closer to him. "I am not wearing a dress! I have no intention of freeing up my boybits."
 
"So I can't go shopping?" he asked, not even looking at the other man while throwing another cute dress into the pile. "It's not like it's my grandfather's credit card or anything." The pink haired male looked up and noticed the red-faced sales girl still there and faned his hand at her, signalling her to go away. "You're not wanted here, honey. Go be fat somewhere else." Another huff and the woman disappeared while Mako continued to shop for both himself and Turtle. "What's your inseam, sweetie?" He'd moved onto trousers now, the one article of clothing he refused to put on.
 
Turtle looked at the other and he sighed softly." okay... good.' He murmured while he followed him to the men's side, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't bloody know. I've never been measured." He looked down at his pants then back to hte man. "And it IS his card." he grumbled and moved Hope to his other arm, the boy groaning but settling down once more with a sigh.
 
Looking over, the pink haired man rolled his eyes and handed over the card. "Go find a stroller or a backpack...holder...thing." Looking at Turtle's occupied hands, Mako moved forward and tucked the card into the man's pants with a little wink and a pat to his rear end. "Your arms will probably fall off after this one store, and I don't intend on going home for a few hours." He shoved the other out the door while continuing to shop in the boutique they were in currently.
 
Turtle huffed as he was pushed out, looking at the baby in his arms and he sighed heavily. "This family is going to make me pop a circuit. No wonder Scorpius was conflicted." yet, he still went on to find the baby backpack, Hope already sleeping soundly on his chest. He even found a nice stroller which he had sent to the house. He turned and made his way back to the boutique, wanting to see just what the other managed to do by now.
 
Mako had collected a small mountain of clothes during the time that Turtle returned. The pink haired man smiled at his companion and promptly dragged him to the changing room, shoving the clothes at him. "Ignore the dresses and skirts. They're for me but I'm too lazy to sort them out." He shrugged and carefully dislodged Hope from his father's chest so that the clothes could be tried on. "And you have to let me see everything!" he cautioned seriously. "I don't trust you to pick the best looking things."
 
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