Carry On, Wayward SonCarry On, Wayward SonAn Aaaah! Real Monsters Fanficby Save FearowAuthor's Note: I've always wanted to do a collection of Father's Day inspired moments, highlighting Slickis' struggles and successes as a single parent. This one is for all the fellas out there who know how much work it takes to be a Dad, and do it anyway. You guys rock! (And that includes those who take the time to be a mentor or a foster parent to non-biological children. They deserve a round of appreciation, too.)It wasn't s'posed to be like this. Hatching a bonsty should be the most wonderful moment in any monster's life, the culmination of years of marital bliss. They'd spent weeks planning for the new arrival. Slickis had gotten a crib for the bonsty with very thick bars because he knew that even before the adult fangs grew in, little loomers liked to chew on various objects. Squelia had worried that their son might hurt himself anyway, but Slickis assured her the boy would be in no danger so long as he was arou
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