Both Eric and Frieda were being smothered by their parents; happy that the two are safe; Spencer watching with Lance as the two look on, Spencer drinking a sports drink that a were-rat volunteer meekly handed to her.
“I’m all right mother,” Frieda trying to break free from her grasp; but your smothering me!”
“It’s a mother’s prerogative to smother her daughter with love,” Amanda was answering; “plus I never got to hug you after getting out of the hospital yesterday.”
“Yeah father texted me,” Frieda sighing; “you and he had some fun after dinning out at Grrrrrrr? You sure you would have wanted me around the house to listen to what you two did?”
Amanda pauses before chuckling; “I guess your right on that regard. I hear you had some fun last night. Did some hunting?”
“Dad I’m fine,” Eric sighing; “I was just mad that Julie showed up at the same time as us and tried to attack us.”
“Are you certain,” William asking; “nothing damaged or broken?”
“Well,” Eric answering; “I will need new shoes. My previous pair got destroyed when shifting to my fursona.”
"More clothes shopping," Martha sighs; "well at least it was only shoes this time." Martha thinking of the shopping spree Eric, Frieda and Spencer had last Sunday that netted Eric a new wardrobe from Awareness and the big box store halfway between Seattle and Moon Lake.
As the Anderson’s and Knight’s chatted along with Spencer; each letting the three know that for the time being, neither has to be separated from the other. Eric, Spencer and Frieda were not surprised to hear this, but it was what Benton said that surprised the three.
“Tonight you three will be staying at my estate. Frieda’s grandparents will be visiting; I see no reason they shouldn’t meet her friends as well.”
“Will grandma and grandpa be staying for the night,” Frieda thrilled at the prospect of another night with Spencer and Eric as well as meeting her grandparents.
“We have yet to discuss that,” Amanda chuckling; “but I hope you three like pizza delivery. Neither Benton or I can cook anything other than burnt toast.”
“Did you try adjusting the toast setting on the toaster,” Frieda chuckling.
“There is a what on the toaster,” Benton looking shocked.
There is a raucous laughter from both the three children and the Anderson’s as Benton feels embarrassed at overlooking a simple solution to using a simple kitchen appliance.
“We’ll have Nate bring over Spencer’s belonging she left in Eric’s room,” William chuckling; “as well as some extra clothes for Eric."
“I left my phone and other item’s in Nate’s car,” Spencer speaking; “also my custom made were-birth control pills should still be next to Frieda’s stuff also in Eric’s room.” Looking at Frieda and Eric, “could I borrow either of your's phone; I need to let my grandfather know I won’t need to be picked up from school.”
“You should also let your parent’s know where you are as well,” William answering.
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Lance speaking up; “A runner will by now have handed a scroll to the Lawson’s detailing the council requiring Spencer’s presence.”
“Presence for What!”
Everyone turns around to see Julie Stovall in her stage two transformation; wearing her white robe but not even bothering to cinch it up to maintain some modesty, her legs apart allowing every one to see her scale covered genitals and B cup breasts. She frog marches towards the group, her fin like feet slapping on the heated marble flooring as she approaches.
Eric already growling; his white fur already standing on end, as his anger bubbles forth. Frieda and Spencer also standing next to their mate growling and snarling in unison; their green eyes flashing menacingly.
“You don’t frighten me,” Julie trying to be brave; “you can’t hurt me here.”
“They don’t need to;” Benton staring at the wer-mer with gold scales running up and down her legs. “But try and get past me,” Benton growling; “I dare you little girl.”
“Benton,” Lance looking stern; “do not goad anyone here.”
“Ahhh,” Julie cackling like a mad witch; “did the mean kitty get declawed?”
“That’s my father your insulting,” Frieda snarling; “come closure so we and rend you into sushi, I dare you!”
Benton stares at Julie and just flexes his retractable claws; being a ten foot black furred were-panther, Benton was not someone you wanted to piss off. Let alone insult; but with being bi-polar and ordered to prove he is mentally stable to the councils satisfaction in a period of thirty days, Benton just growls as he shifts his stance. Ready to defend his daughter Frieda and her friends, should Julie try and attack.
“Lance,” Benton baring his teeth; “get security to escort this guppy back to her waiting area.”
“I already did,” Lance getting between his brother and Julie; “Back off Benton, think where you are.”
Benton doesn’t move; with William and Martha and Amanda also snarling and growling, determined to protect Eric, Spencer and Frieda now already behind them. All wait as Daisuke and Yamoto arrive to place a paw each on Julie.
“Apologies,” Daisuke speaking; “Julie managed to give us the slip when we had to shift into our were-fox fursonas.”
Benton just snorts; “some security, you’d get better results from the Luna brotherhood* guarding her; despite them all being werewolves that love to hunt in packs and making such a noise when coming to Moon Lake.”
“Just get her back to her waiting room,” Lance growling; “and make sure she doesn't slip through your paws again!”
Julie feeling the furry paws of Daisuke and Yamoto clamping down on her as they drag her back to her room. Screaming and futilely fighting as she tries to break from their strong grip. Benton and the rest of the parents shake their heads in disgust, while Benton rolls his eyes; “to think I had a vicious rivalry with Daisuke in high school.”
“Let it go Benton,” Lance sighing; “just let it go.”
“You know I can never do that,” Benton looking at his brother; “that rat bastard broke my arm in three places. The coach kicked me off the football team and as a result the second string quarterback led the team to their first state championship.”
“You wouldn’t have had your arm broken,” Lance answering back; “it you hadn’t decided to try and bully him for being the new student.”
Benton just snorts as he turns around to check on Frieda as well as Eric and Spencer.
“You three alright?”
“We’re fine father,” Frieda answering; “Feeling a little hungry though.”
“So am I,” Eric responding; “there is a buffet over there,” Eric pointing towards the far end of the common room.
“Think they have any tuna fish,” Spencer speaking up; “I’m sort of in the mood eat some.”
The parents just groan as Eric, Spencer and Frieda head over; with each getting a whiff of Julie’s scent, all knew she smelled like tuna.
*Luna brotherhood first mentioned in the Moon Lake Tad storyline is a group of werewolves that act as a secret police force; protecting the existence of were the world over. By any means necessary.