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The boy would ignore the prodding of the man to wake up. Cotl kept on prodding the boy, his anger increasing the longer he had to wait for this male to get the fuck out of his bed and to explain a few more things to him that he didn't quite understand. He would have asked his son, Sascha, but it took him too long to explain things since he had to write them down and Izaak can just talk. Cotl would keep in the back of his mind that he needed to get his son a writing pad and some pencils. Marik would join in when the man would tell him the two German words meaning "Not yet" to him. Cotl snorted an gave a little growl. With Marik's help, Cotl was successful with waking the beast who destroyed his room. It took a moment for the man to figure out what was going on and for him to completely wake up but when he did, he tackled Cotl in a tight hug of his arms around his chest. Doll clenched in his hand. Cotl still frowned deeply as he looked down at the male, who looked up at him and asked him the weirdest question. Cotl's eyes were like saucers and his frown turned into a straight, inexpressive line on his face. Das ist nicht Ihr Anliegen. the man spoke to him and he twitched and gruffly mumbled words under his breath, but nothing that would be understood by his own brother or his nephew.
Cotl frowned again and looked down at the kid. Explains someding-FICK- to mich, Izaak. Cotl started to speak to the male, wondering so many things about kids since they were related, and they knew close to nothing about each other but a face, a name, a twitch, and a accented voice. How's du knows ve vere in Kanada? Cotl asked the boy, wondering how they knew of the departure to Kanada. Cotl also wondered how they both were sons of Rebekka and how they knew that they were split up into Sascha being Cotl's and Marik's being Izaak. did they just have a feeling, or were they sure because they each had something that they did that would single them out to be either Cotl's or Marik's? Cotl didn't know, but he was willing to find out one question at a time if he had to.
How's Bekka knows ve are dads? She fucked arounds a lots you knows. Cotl also asked the male, bluntly saying things, but not worrying about how the doubts could treat the mind of anyone. Marik gave Cotl an unsure gaze of his own bi-colored eyes that were opposite of his big brother's. Cotl would look at the tri colored man that he knew as Marik Ulrich, his little brother. Opposite eyes would look into opposites as the three stood there in the messy Tattooists' room. Cotl would then look down at Zak again. Vas dids else -NYERH-dids mutter saids?
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