Mocha, Katara and Oedipus

Katara shrugged. "Oh well," she laughed. "I'll keep in touch, so things should be okay after a while."

Mocha nodded faintly and smiled.

"I'm sure your parents won't mind too much....after the while..."

"Ya, which is why I'm going to leave them a voicemail message or something that way they don't try to stop me," Katara laughed and finished up her breakfast.

Mocha laughed lightly and grinned as he leaned against Katara as he munched on his final piece of bacon.

Katara smiled. Oedipus stood up. "I'm gonna get that bath started for you two," he said, heading into the very spacious bathroom.

Mocha nodded faintly and smiled.

"This is gonna be fun." He mused.

"It'll be different," Katara chuckled. "Touring with a famous rock band? Wow!"

"Mm-hm!" Mocha grinned happily.

"It'll be so much fun!"

The female smiled. "I hope so," she replied.

'It will be." Mocha pouted faintly.

"It'll be kick ass."

Katara laughed. "You sound like my Uncle Gilbert," she said. "He's always saying 'kick ass awesome'," she laughed.

Mocha winced.

"Oh no, please! I don't sound too much like him, I hope."

Katara laughed and shook her head. "No, no," she laughed. "But there are things you say that remind me of him."

Mocha stuck his tongue out faintly.

"How often? I hope not too often."

Katara laughed and shook her head. "No, not too often," she said softly.

"Oh, good." Mocha sighed out in relief.

"That would be so weird."

"Ya, tell me about it. I fuck you," the female replied and laughed before she leaned over and kissed his lips.

Mocha made a bit of a face before he returned the kiss.

"That'd be so weird! It'd be like fucking your uncle!"

Katara shuddered. "Ugh!" she laughed. "I don't even wanna think about that!"

"....but you had to in order to get that reaction." Mocha mused.

"You had dirty thoughts about your Uncle Gilbert!!!"

"Oh, shuddup," Katara laughed, making a face. "Totally ew!!"

"You have to admit, though...he is good looking." Mocha mused thoughtfully.

Katara paused, nodding slightly before she shook her head. "Ugh! This is my Uncle we're talking about!" she said. "No, just no!"

"Haha! But you totally agreed that he was good looking!" Mocha snorted before suddenly covering his nose and mouth in embarrassment.

"Well, he is attractive, but he's my Uncle and I'm not going to think about that again." Katara shuddered. "Okay, so, I wonder if that bath is done yet," she muttered.