Abel's Life:

Set in a world where genders are a little different than expected. Abel's two mommies are actually his mommies by blood due to this. If you're confused by this please feel free to ask in the comment section or message me on here or any social media site you know me on.

[Unsorted - Character Analysis/Introduction - K+]

Good Morning Abel

“May Belle!” A high pitched squeak echos into the small, square room covered with boy band posters and littered with all generations game systems. “May Belle? Maaaayyyyy Beeellleee!” Tired purple eyes peel open and a small body twists around to stare at a bright red digital clock, the numbers reading '10:00' and since the red dot isn't in the top corner to signify its the PM the person groans. “MAAAYYYY BEEEELLLLLLEEEE??” The squeaking voice has carried its way into their room from just beyond the closed door. Then, with a slam, the door to the room smacks against the twin sized captain's bed.

“Jesus--!” The person who had been whining to themselves jumps back as a pale pink haired, purple eyed woman slowly pops her head into the room. Her nose comes first much like a dog would nose their way into a room, her eyes darting left and right. “Uuuhhh... Mornin' Mama. Looking for Mom again?”

The woman makes it into the room before hearing the person, her tiny body jumps almost a foot off the ground and she turns her frantic gaze onto the them. Seeing who it is her gaze softens and she breaks out into a lazy smile, “Abel, baby, good morning.” She goes to his bed, having to climb onto it to achieve her goal, and wraps her arms around him. “How are you?” Abel scratches his dark brown hair while gently, after showing his Mommy both his hands, places the other on her back to pat it in a loving way. “And have you seen your Mother?”

The brown haired boy sighs in his head knowing if he says he's been sleeping she would wonder why he hadn't been up doing his morning training. So, instead, he gives a sheepish grin, “Sorry. I've been working on my strategy for my new clan in one of my games, Mommy.” He mentally winces, knowing he only calls her Mommy when he's done something wrong. But she doesn't catch it as she just droops.

“Oh, alriiiight,” She pouts and lets go of her son, seemingly defeated. After a moment she goes to the out the door. But she does slowly poke her nose back in after a minute, her voice coming out as a sharp command. “And get up, you missed breakfast.” Abel sighs, rubbing the hand over his eyes.

“Alright,” Then he slips from his bed only to end up stumbling his way to the closet. Its open and the contents inside are mostly baggy and boyish and not all that attractive. He grabs a set of clothes, snags some socks from the sock basket as well as a pair of boxers from the boxer's basket in his closet before slipping his way out of his room, one magazine almost ripping as he goes. Once out of his room he heads down the hall to the public bathroom, his Mama and Mom share a master suite so he gets this one to himself unless guests are over, and shuts the door behind him.

After a quick shower, careful doing of his hair, and getting dressed he's ready for the day. Dashing to the kitchen he grabs an apple and cereal bar. He makes it almost out the back door when a tall woman, making him almost seem like a short girl in comparison, with brown hair and a stern gaze walks in through the door. She gives him a hard look, “Where do you think you're going young man?”

Abel sighs. This is his mom and she doesn't seem all too happy with him. “Sorry Mom. But I gotta jet, I promised Trist I would go to the movies with him.” But one look at his mom's upset expression told him he wasn't going anywhere today. “... I'll go grab left overs and make up for my morning lapse, sorry.” As he walks off the woman sighs.

“Kid...? Hey kid!”

Abel looks back after a moment, confused by his mother. “y-Yes, Mom?”

“Eat food, get your laps in, then you can go.”

“REALLY?”

She smiles to him and then walks past him. “Elise! Come on you little dragon, where are you? We're going to be late for the party!” Her tone is softer and soothing as she calls out and somewhere in the house a tumble is heard. Abel's Mom goes running and Abel just sighs. His guess is his Mama probably just knocked something over with her tail or something.

“Well. Good morning, I guess...”