As Benton made the brief pit stop to the Lawson residence on their way back to his estate; Benton and Amanda watch as Spencer runs inside of her house. Waiting for what felt like thirty minutes; Benton was about to honk the horn of his town car when Eric Speaks up.
“Spencer is excited,” Eric sensing her emotions; “her parents must be telling her something.”
“You have an idea,” Benton sounding impatient; what they are talking about?”
“I’m not a mind reader,” Eric shakes his head.
“And neither am I father,” Frieda speaking up; “just give her a few minutes.”
Moments later, Spencer running back out with a back pack loaded with what looked like the latest generation video console.
“Sorry,” Spencer hoping back in; “my parents were just having breakfast as I walked in.”
“At this hour,” Amanda looking confused; “it’s almost two in the afternoon? What could they have been doing?”
“Making me a brother or sister,” Spencer smirking.
“Oh,” Amanda looking embarrassed all the while Benton laughs.
“Guess they weren’t kidding,“ Benton chuckling; “after dining at Grrrrrrr with them last night.”
“I told them all what happened at the council building today,” Spencer looking over her backpack to make sure she didn’t miss anything; “It clued them in as to why they got a were-alert on their phones.”
“So they know Julie is guilty,” Frieda speaking.
“They also know she escaped,” Spencer answering; but yeah, I told mom and dad Julie is guilty.”
*******
After a brief drive through town and pulling into his garage; Benton is nearly trampled as Eric, Spencer and Julie rush out to head to the living room.
“Well they certainly aren’t wasting any time,” Benton looking at Amanda as they both unpack the children’s clothes form the town car’s trunk.
“They’re not-“ Amanda looking at Benton.
“I hope not,” Benton shuddering; “seeing those three in that sexual position, in the council building was enough for me. I don’t want to see that on the Persian rug in the living room.”
“Okay Spencer,” Eric speaking; “cable is in the HDMI port.”
“Then lets fire up the console,” Spencer finished plugging it in.
“Mortar Kombat,” Eric grinning.
“And a few others,” Spencer nodding; “but first I want Frieda to go up against you.”
“What,” Frieda asking as she just comes from the kitchen with soda; “I don’t know how to play.”
“I’ll show you,” Spencer grinning as she turns on the console.
*****
“Well what are you waiting for,” Amanda goading her husband; “check up on them.”
“They’re fine,” Benton sipping his coffee in the kitchen; “it doesn’t sound like sex; but there is a lot of groaning and giggling.”
“Check up on them,” Amanda staring at her husband; Now!”
Benton just grumbles as he takes his coffee and heads to the living room. Entering the room he is greeted by the scene of Eric and Frieda playing a violent video game with Spencer whispering to Frieda what buttons to push on the controller.
“Try as you might,” Eric grinning; “Goro just punched your head into your rib cage. Brutality.”
“My goodness,” Benton looking shocked; “what the hell was that?”
“A great video game to relieve stress and anger,” Spencer answering; “want to try?”
“No,” Benton looking shocked; “I just came in to check up on you three. Besides, that doesn’t look like the game for me.”
“Guess you were right Spencer,” Frieda grinning; “my father is a stick in the mud for trying new things.”
“I am not,” Benton answering back; “in fact I’ll show you. Move over Eric,” Benton taking a seat on the couch; “now how do you work this controller?”
Thirty minutes later, Benton jumps up in the air victorious; after getting pasted by his daughter Frieda with the predator character; Benton finally got a victory using the Shao Kahn character.
“Ha,” Benton grinning; “now that I proved you wrong that I’m not a stick in the mud, what kind of pizza do you want?”
“Meat lovers,” Eric, Spencer and Frieda say in unison.
Benton chuckling as he gets up and heading to the kitchen; he overhears Spencer and Frieda going a few rounds as he walks into the kitchen.
“They’re fine Amanda,” Benton sitting back down; “playing a video game, nothing to be concerned with.”
“You were gone a while,” Amanda looking at Benton; “what happened?”
“Frieda kicked my ass on Mortal Kombat,” Benton answering; “I think she let me win that last round.”
“What,” Amanda looking confused.
“It's a video game,” Benton answering; “now where is the number to the pizza place? Got to order a few meat lovers pizzas.”
After Benton left the living room; Eric, Spencer and Frieda quickly removed their clothes and embraced their fursonas. Eric a pure white were-panther; Frieda a were-panthress with russet highlights in her grey fur. And Spencer; a black furred werewolf/panther/feline hybrid. Each having intense green eyes; Eric observes as he watches Frieda finally beat Spencer.
“Well you had to win one eventually,” Spencer chuckling: but unlike you, I didn’t go easy on you like you did with your dad.”
“Want another round,” Frieda grinning.
“Sure,” Spencer smiling; “but let’s make it interesting. Winner gets serviced by Eric first while the loser watches and is denied sloppy seconds.”
Eric smiles as his feline member eagerly rises from his sheathe. Grinning as he stares at Frieda and Spencer, “guess I’m the real winner here.”
“Yes,” Frieda agreeing to the bet; “but this is not before bed and well after we had pizza.”