Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27303410-20161023052607/@comment-33398500-20180112095727

“Get him!” 

As a small voice called that out from behind me, I was tackled from behind by my two minotaur daughters, flipping the one on my back over my shoulder and back into the leaf pile, before turning a circle to throw my second daughter around my waist into the pile on her sister. This would have been excessive, were it not for the extraordinary strength and durability possessed by minotaurs.

“You’re going to have to try harder than that.” I then told them with a grin on my face.

At this, they both drew axes they made out of mop handles and plastic half-circles duct taped to the ends, modeled after the one their mother kept on the wall. “You’re going down this time, daddy!” the elder of my daughters then shouted defiantly.

“Oh, you think so?” I then asked, amused as I drew the toy sword I kept on me in case they tried this sort of thing. “You two should think about your challenges before you make them!” dashing forward and shifting to the side as my younger daughter took an immediate swing at me, setting my foot down on the weapon’s handle, raising my ‘sword’ to deflect the second weapon’s swing, running my other leg down and tripping my older daughter up while pushing her in the back as she charged with the back of my weapon, before my younger daughter raised her weapon with me on it, knocking me on my butt before the two charged, knocking me onto my back.

I’ve got to admit, these two are getting stronger all the time...

“Ah, you got me this time!” I called out as the two now hugged me before Mika’s voice called out from the house “Come on, girls, let him up! It’s time to eat!”

“Okay, mommy!” the two then called cheerfully as they went into the house, as I got up and followed behind the two, commenting “I’ve gotta get back into things... they’re already stronger than me!”

“It’s okay daddy, mommy told us we’re gonna be suuuuper strong when we grow up! She showed us!” my older daughter then commented, beaming.

“She lifted up the whole couch with us on it!” my younger girl then told me.

“Oh, she did, did she? When I met her, she bench pressed a CAR to show off!” I then told them happily, causing Mika to blush.

“Whoooa!” the two girls then stated as one.

“Y-you know it’s been a while since I’ve been to the gym...” she then stammered, clearly embarrassed.

“I know, mommy’s getting soft, isn’t she?” I then teased, coming up from behind her and hugging her, causing her to fidget somewhat. “Yup... nice...”

“Hey, I can still press almost a dozen of you, hubby!” she then retorted, catching me in a headlock, not letting up until I tapped her side.

“O-okay! Okay, okay, you’ve made your point!” I let out before going to my chair, sitting down and looking at the lovely meal Mika had put together “Looks great, dear!” I stated happily.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Th-thanks, darling~” Mika then commented, fidgeting embarrassedly. She always got flustered like that when I started complimenting her, and it was always smile-inducing.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey, mommy, where did you meet daddy that you lifted a car to show off?” My older daughter then asked her sweetly.

<p class="MsoNormal">Chuckling a little, she then turned to her, and saying “Well, it’s a fairly long story... see, I used to go to a gym we called the ‘Bull Ranch’, and I was just finishing up my workout for the day, when your dad literally walked into me...”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Did ya take him then and there?” my older daughter asked, amused.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey!” I then retorted.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Ashley told me that’s how her mom met her dad!” she then informed us.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, that’s how a lot of mamono meet their husbands, it’s true~” Mika told her “...who knows, YOU might meet your husband eventually like that~ Buuuut, that’s not how I met your dad, not from lack of trying, mind you...” now beginning to tell our daughters the story of our strange, week-long ‘courtship’ as she put it.

<p class="MsoNormal">I suppose that’s one way to tell that tale...