FlirtyCountryShipping Father's Day

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! SMACK!

Guilt slowly opened his insomniac eyes and turned slightly to the left. He almost groaned seeing the time that glowed from the digital clock. 'Why did the alarm ring at 4:45 in the morning?' A sour face came when the thought ran through. Wanting to go back to sleep, the old porcupine simply pulled the body on the right close. He let out a soft purr and snuggled his head into the person's back.

Demie whimpered out a faint protest, "Why are you up?" She heard him mumble something about being a heavy sleeper and the clock ringing too early. "I'm not a heavy sleeper," the red echidna nipped tiredly. A lick running up along her barely exposed back to the neck was her husband's response. "Ah!"

Hearing her gasp made the French snicker lightly. He felt his wife turn in his arms then a thump to the head. The spiny, lavender animal opened his eyes and stared at the femi-tomboy with innocence.

"Don't give me those eyes," she scorned.

"But I thought you love zese eyes." Playfulness was held in Guilt's voice despite being still sleepy.

Demie turned her head away for a minute before nuzzling the spot she hit. "You and your eyes that always seem to tame my temper."

"And you love zat fact too," he stated with a small smile.

She let out a giggle and gave a quick kiss. "Of course."

The oden owner grinned more and kept the red woman closer. "So, shall we return to dreamland?"

"I'm a bit wide awake I'm sorry to say."

"'ow about I make you exhausted?"

The suggestion caused the country gal to blush sooner than to glower at the old man. "Guilt," she warned.

He merely chuckled. "It waz only a propozition."

She still glared then did another quick kiss. "We can do that when we're much more alone."

"Good enough for me; so, sleep?"

The female echidna nodded, "Sleep."

Suddenly, various animalistic sounds erupted outside causing Guilt to do a childish show of displeasure. "Remind me again why we 'ave those creatures around?"

"You know why." Demie rubbed her nose against her lover's. "Nicole needs a place to keep the monsters she captures. In return, I receive funds for the ranch."

"Hn, more curiosity and danger for Talia then," he chided lightly.

The retort was a poke to the forehead. "You have the same curiosity about them as much as she does. And you love danger."

"Guilty as charged," the old bomb technician admitted jokingly.

"Besides," the red echidna snuggled into his chest, "the dangerous ones stay more inside."

"That's not enough reassurance, mon amour (my love)."

"Hush now, you wanted to go back to sleep. Waking up early isn't good for your insomnia, babe." The last thing the woman heard before closing her eyes was a mumbled, "Oui, l'amour (Yes, love)."


The lavender porcupine stepped out of the bathroom and stretched. His ears twitched as his bones popped and feeling his muscles relax. He yawned before heading towards the kitchen. A smile crept when he spotted his two favorite girls.

"Papa!" A little red porcupine tackled hugged one of the old man's legs.

"Bonjour, ma rosée du matin (Hello, my morning dew)," Guilt chuckled happily as he picked up Talia.

Little Talia has grown a bit when she was born. At age 3, her dreadlock-like quills were as long as her mother's and had the brightest grey eyes you have ever seen. She was also learning French very quickly than both of her parents expected.

"Happy Father's Day."

The words clicked the French back into reality causing him to laugh. "Is it today?" Talia nodded her head excitedly. "How silly of me to almost forget."

Demie giggled as she placed breakfast on the table. "Time to eat, you two."

The lavender porcupine simply gave a wink to his daughter causing her to hold back a laugh. He placed the girl on her chair and sat in his spot. The old man sniffed at the scent of the food and smiled at his wife. "Smells great." He received a kiss on the head. 'Flattery takes you so far.'

"Papa, can I come with you to work? I want to spend the day with you," Talia asked with puppy eyes.

Guilt stopped midway of his eggs and looked at the country gal for an answer. "Well, she is going to your parents' house today to stay overnight. It will be a bit easier to drop her off and we are visiting them."

Finishing up his plate and a cup of milk, the French porcupine grinned at the small girl. "Alright then," turns head back to the female echidna, "'ow about you?"

"You know me; I have some work around the ranch and Nicole is coming over to drop off her latest catch." The lavender bomb technician gave an understanding nod. "Are you going to stay long at the shop today?"

"No, no; I'll simply 'ave a 'alf day. I'll close around 3 or 4 pm," her husband stated as he stood up to put some of the dishes in the sink. "Will me and Talia meet you at my parents' then?" She gave a nod while taking a bite of her jellied toast.

"Talia."

"Oui, Papa?"

"After you're done eating, be ready to go. I just have to start up the car and get some things."

"Alright, Papa," she chirped.

After cleaning his dishes, Guilt walked out of the kitchen leaving Demie and Talia to themselves.

The daughter watched to make sure that her dad was completely an ear shot away as she hopped of her seat and tugged her mother. "Mama, when are you going to tell Papa?" the little porcupine whispered.

The older woman gave her daughter a smile and picked her up. "Tonight, and remember keep it a secret from him."

"Yes, Mama."

The country gal smiled more before giving Talia a kiss on the cheek. "Are all your stuff packed to stay over Grandma's and Grandpa's?" The red, younger female nodded. "That's my little girl," Demie stated happily.


The oden owner hummed while arranging the ingredients that were boiling in the broth pot. He turned his head to take a glance at Talia, who was drawing. Guilt smiled at the sight putting some boiled eggs and octopus in a bowl for a customer.

"Papa."

"Oui, Talia?" He looked back at his daughter.

"Do you like the gift I made you?"

The old porcupine touched the seashell bracelet and simply gave a nod and smile. Apparently, they were from the place that Guilt and Demie held their first "date"; Silver Beach.  "I love it." The little red porcupine giggled in response. "So, you have everything to stay with Grandmother and Grand-père?"

"Oui, Papa." After a couple minutes of not talking, the girl asked something a bit personal and hard to talk about. "Papa, how come you don't look like Grand-père or Grand-mère?"

The question almost made the French bomb technician drop the ladle. He kept quiet for a while as he was in deep thought. 'She's getting smarter.' The father finally gave his daughter a somewhat sad smile. "I'll tell you when you're old enough ta understand."

The answer caused her ears to twitch. "But why, Papa?"

Guilt walked over to her and patted her head. "It's zomething personal between me and your grandmother."

Talia gave her father a guilty face. "I said something wrong didn't I?"

"No, no," he immediately reassured before giving the red girl a tight hug. "Come on, show me a smile." The little porcupine somewhat cheered up and beamed at him. "That's my morning dew."

She giggled and hugged her father's neck. "Happy Father's Day."


"Your dad seemed to like the album of pressed plants we made for him," Demie quipped while snuggling close to Guilt.

"Hn, you know 'ow he iz," the old French muttered with closed eyes. "He's a lover of nature."

The femi-tomboy noticed that her husband looked slightly drained than usual. "Did something happen today at work?"

Staying silent for a few minutes the male porcupine pulled his wife close. "Talia asked why I didn't look like Mother or Père."

The echidna brushed her lips at his bottom jaw and stroked his muzzle with a sympathetic expression. "What was your answer?"

He opened his insomniac eyes and looked at the woman with honesty. "I told her she'll know when she's old enough ta understand."

Demie nodded before burying her face into Guilt's chest. "We dread of her going on her first date when she's older. However, it looks like we'll have to be ready of her reaction to the truth."

"I know," the bomb technician stared at the ceiling.

"But I believe she'll still love you as the father she knows."

Hearing that made the lavender porcupine chuckle and nuzzle his wife's head. A Cheshire grin then formed as he moved his lips to the red echidna's neck. "So, what's my gift from you, mon amour (my love)?"

The woman purred lightly at the affectionate touch and rubbed the back of her husband's head for a little encouragement. She then took one of his hands and placed it on her stomach. "Guess," Demie spoke softly in an almost alluring manner.

Guilt's ears twitched trying to figure out what his wife was hinting. He drummed his fingers against her abdomen for a while. Realization hit him quickly causing his usual tired, flame-colored eyes to spark with surprise and glee. He kept staring between her stomach and her face as a smile began to grow. "You're pregnant?"

"Of course," she claimed coyly and gave the French a kiss. "Happy Father's Day."

The old man indulged the kiss before breaking it to rub his head against the red echidna's neck. "We should tell Talia. She'll be so happy of finally having a sibling."

"Don't bother." He looked at her with confusion. "She already knows."

The puzzlement was replaced with a laugh. "So, she already knew and was able to keep it a secret from me. Our morning dew is becoming smarter."

Demie nodded in agreement before standing up from the couch. She grabbed Guilt's hand and began to lead him into their bedroom. "I have one more gift for you, Babe."

A seductive flare was in her grey eyes causing a shiver to run down his spine. 'I can tell.' He followed her then immediately closed the door.