This choice: They spoil her rotten with treats... • Go Back...Chapter #7Communication Issues by: TheCoop  "Would you like some more cookies?" Michiru called from the kitchen.
"Yes please, Michiru-mama!" Hotaru replied happily, even as she rubbed her already-sorta-full stomach. Michiru lifted three sugar cookies, still a little warm from the oven, onto a plate and brought them out the couch where Hotaru was reading. After setting down the plate and picking up the empty one, she leaned down and kissed her adopted daughter on the top of the head.
"I have to go run for some errands. Your papa should be back in about ten minutes, but if you need anything before she gets home, just give me a call, okay? I'll bring home some dinner, so tell Haruka-papa not to worry about cooking anything."
"Okay!" As Michiru left the room, Hotaru leaned down to grab a cookie. The little belly she'd developed over the last week pooched out above her skirt. No sooner had she finished the last of her cookies than Haruka got home. Hotaru set down her book and went to greet her.
"Welcome home, Haruka-papa!" she exclaimed, giving the blonde a big hug.
"Hi, sweetie," Haruka replied, hugging back. "Do you know where Michiru-mama is?"
"She said she had to run some errands, and that she'll bring back dinner. Is that okay?"
"Sure it is." When Haruka finally broke the hug, she pulled out a small white bag and handed it to Hotaru. "I drove past the candy store on the way home, so I bought you some of those malt balls. Don't spoil your dinner, though." Hotaru nodded, wide-eyed and serious. She took the pound of candy back to the couch and finished it well before Michiru came home with takeout.
At dinner, Hotaru ate everything that was put in front of her. She was a bit full from everything she'd eaten that day, but Haruka-papa had told her not to ruin her appetite. Haruka, for her part, assumed that Hotaru hadn't eaten much of the candy, since the little girl obviously still had an appetite.
After dinner, Haruka went out to the garage to work on her motorcycle, and Michiru fixed Hotaru a big bowl of ice cream, which the girl ate without complaint, figuring that this was part of dinner and that she therefore had to eat it. She went to bed that night stuffed to the gills.
Over the next few weeks, her life continued in more or less the same pattern. Haruka and Michiru each plied her with treats without realizing that the other one was doing the exact same thing. Moreover, she kept finishing her meals because she felt obligated to do so, and since her parents were figuring out how much food to give her purely through trial and error, her portions were increased slightly every day as Michiru and Haruka tried to determine her limits. Hotaru herself was too shy and nonconfrontational to question any of this, so she just ate whatever she was given and went through most of her days very full indeed.
Because of all this, she was starting to fill out. She'd been extremely thin when she'd come to live with her adoptive parents, so Haruka and Michiru didn't think too much of her increasingly meaty arms and thighs other than that she looked a little healthier. If they noticed her protruding stomach or start of a second chin, they chalked that up to the same thing.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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