Just A Number..

Kevin hummed to himself.
"Just having you and your father and Rick Jr. Thats worth my whole life and I am no longer dewelling on it."

"I am glad I have you and daddy and my brother...." And glad I met Quincy..

Kevin knew, he just knew when it came to Zac.
"And your lover boy."

"How the hell do you do that?" Zac cursed to himself.

"For the moment im your momma baby. Momma knows." Kevin gave a bitter sweet smile to Sydney's unwanted seed.

"That shit isn't fair." Zac pouted. "You're like... psychic or something. I dunno."

Kevin shook his head.
"Anyways, you can have one until I think more about it."

"Okayyyy." Zac pouted, kissing his mother's cheek.

He let Biddy back into the room. Mike went back to his chair as Biddy was going on about colors and details.

Zac was humming as he drew more designs on his sketchpad. He also thought of different piercings.

Biddy watched as he got things ready. He was probably the most professional body art person out their and he would only give a minor a piercing or tattoo with a parents approval.

Rick knocked on the door.
"You girls done with your fun yet?" He called

"No! We are dicussing undergarments and male strippers and our hair and......George Clooney!" Biddy took Zac's arm.
"So which one you want?"

"Oh gosh... well Alex and I are talking about beer... and football... and playboy magazine! So there!" Rick laughed before walking off.

Zac didn't even have to think.
"The Mamas lil monster." He smirked.

Kevin looked over at him.
"He is my angellll." Kevin whined, taking Zac's arm. "Don't you want the daddy one first?"

"Well I don't want a tattoo that says I'm an angel cause I ain't." Zac smirked. "And nope, I want momma first."

Biddy threw an arm around him.
"Aw momma's boy!" He grinned evily.

"Oh hush. But yes, yes I amm." Zac sang.

Kevin grinned widely, pulled Zac into his arms.
"Yes, my little boy." He coeed, kissing Zac's cheek.

Zac grinned up at him.
"Yours." He repeated sternly.

Kevin held him tightly.
"All mine damnit."
Biddy was smiling softly at them.

"Yessss." Zac grinned and hugged his mother before hopping up. "Tattoo time!" He paused as he remembered, Biddy didn't know he cut. He'd see all the scars on his wrist...

Biddy took his wrist, pulling up the slever, removing the cuffs.
The sight would have bothered anyone but Biddy. He simply traced where he was going to put the tattoo.
Biddy was not one to dewell on the past, and the scars were not fresh so he didnt bother.

Zac was relieved and was suddenly glad that it was Biddy woh was giving him the tattoo.

Kevin sighed at the scars, his head resting on Zac's shoulder.
"My poor baby..."