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While he might have achieved his short term goal of escaping the temptations of Rose and venus-like mannerisms and body, Noah was now in a new predicament. The jungle gym he had taken refuge in had a keen view of Rose and up her skirt. Each time she up on the swing, Noah was almost certain he could make out the outlining of her...OH MY GOD! Noah's face flashed a bright red. He was pretty sure he had seen something he wasn't suppose to. The ex-delinquent teleported once more, but this time to the door. He wasn't able to get inside the house because of some kind of magical interference. Noah opened the door and then slammed it shut before storming off to the living room and sitting down. His face was still bright red, and his eyes burning with indignation and some form shameful embarrassment.

Noah growled when came into the living room laughing. It was true that she knew everything that went on in the household. Since she already knew everything, then there was probably no point in hiding the gun he kept in his pocket. Noah pulled the unloaded revolver out and began to spin it on finger. The colt spun so fast it looked like the blades of a fan. "You should already know." Noah scowled as he focused on spinning his gun. "Who knew your daughter was so...flirty." As the ex-ruffian thought about, his heart raced with the fight-or-flight adrenaline still pumping. Rose was a very beautiful woman, she was just so different. She was something Noah had no experience with. Truth be told, he no experience with any kind of women.

Noah was too busy playing with his revolver to notice Jasmine wink at him upon mentioning that Rose wanted to have a family of her own. His mind was still replaying the image of how close he was to her daughter. Rose was mere inches from him. She smelled so nice and heavenly, and she was pretty and then Mrs. Vega talked about Noah ending up marrying her and having kids with her. This would be the point where he spit out the drink in his mouth. Instead, he dropped his gun and exclaimed. "What?!" Noah turned his head to address Jasmine. "Hey, wait a minute..!" He called reaching out to her, but she was already gone. Jasmine had gone to go attend to her newborns that were crying. As always, a mother's work is never done. Noah was left in the living all alone. The ex-gang leader leaned down and picked his gun back up. He tried to spin it on his finger, but his hands were shaking just too much to anything. In his frustrated anger, Noah stuffed the gun back into his jacket and stormed off. He simply began to wander around the house now.

Noah had wandered around the house so much, it seemed like the house directed to where he needed to be once again. He soon found himself back in the living sitting on the couch just as Jasmine came back with Daphne and bottle. She passed the baby off to him where he then began feed the baby girl. This little girl was a mystery. Somehow, she was able to calm him down. His mind cleared of all thoughts on the matter of being married to Rose and having kids...at least until Jasmine brought the matter back up again. This time however, he was confused. "Um, Daphne isn't even a week old, and yet you already know what her favorite flower is going to be?" The ex-delinquent had completely missed what the mother was getting at. She was trying to hitch him to her daughter.

Noah groaned when Jasmine clarified that she was talking about Rose again. The baby girl in his arms looked up at him curiously as he fed her from the bottle in his hands. "Back to Rose, huh?" He heaved. Noah then decided to humor Jasmine. What was the harm in just talking. "Fine. Is it roses?" He joked with heavy sarcasm. So heavy, that little Daphne slapped his chest with her delicate little baby hands. Whether it was coincidence or not, it appeared sarcasm wasn't the girl's ideal humor, as was the same with many people. Sarcasm must have been an acquired taste. "Well excuse me, princess."

"Aren't those the purple flowers?" Noah asked before checking Daphne's bottle. The baby was just about done feeding. The ex-delinquent was surprise at how fast she ate. A big appetite for such a little girl. Jasmine then asked if Noah had any real questions about Rose to which he replied, "I don't know. What's here favorite kind of movies, I guess." At least the boy was trying. He'd never really thought being hitched to someone, much less someone like Rose. It's not like Noah had never thought of being in love, it had just never happened for him in his life. He was too busy fighting, and trying to stay alive against the likes of Sebra and her gang violence obsessed cat freak wannabes.

Noah wouldn't have shook his head if Jasmine had chosen to omit the part about bad guys getting the girls and it being a real thing. The boy didn't need to be reminded of what happened yesterday. "Yeah well, the life of a 'bad boy' can only go so far. I learned that the hard way." Noah thought back to how to when the police would keep tabs and come out in riot gear when only the delinquent's gang of dragons went out to fight against Sebra and her goons. "Yeah. Pierre seems like real charmer. Definitely someone I could trust with my sister." Noah then felt another soft pat against his stomach as Daphne tried to slap him with all of her might. The boy check her bottle and saw that it empty. He set it aside and looked to Jasmine. "By the way, why does Pierre treat me like a kid? I'm twenty years old!"

Noah felt as though Jasmine had become a bit defensive. She made it a point to make Noah realize just how many children were in the family and their ages. If Noah was really apart of the family he would be the third oldest. But that was besides the point. What matter was how ignorant Pierre was to Noah and his past. At the very least, the ex-delinquent wouldn't have to worry about him knowing anything about that. From there, Noah remained quiet, simply holding baby Daphne in his arms. After a while, Noah decided to stand up. "I'm gonna go for a walk." He said handing the baby to Jasmine. "If that's fine with you. there are some things things I need to do. One of them is getting job."