Username:Rabbitheart
Name:Isi
Gender:Female
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Story:I love my parents, I really do, I just…hate playing monkey in the middle. I love the great outdoors and being free with my mother Inna, but at the same time, I also love my daddy Timber and his restaurant. I dislike sitting through him trying to teach me manners and proper behavior, perhaps that's because of my mom. Because I’m always getting like…a C in manners and proper etiquette. I don't care if I won't ever fit in in a high class society, there's plenty of kits my age who aren't perfect with their manners or etiquette.
Sometimes, I feel like my life is some sort of weird version of that movie, Wolf Children. I really want to find a happy medium and have it all, but my parents have made it quite clear that it is practically impossible to do so.
In order to cope with it all, I like to cook and be a bit of a rebel. I love the restaurant life, but not my dad’s restaurant, The Little Italian Restaurant. While I stay with my father Timber, I am an avid watcher and learner while he cooks because when I grow up I want to have a restaurant of my own some day, something like The Rainforest Cafe, where the interior is like the wilderness of a jungle with all the sounds and everything. While I do love both of my parents, I very much dislike being bounced from one life-style to the next and as a result, I’ve become a bit rebellious. I hate it, I really do, but I want my parents to see that it's not fun having to pick between the two of them and that what I want more than anything is for us all to live together. So when I’m not cooking to help myself cope, I’m being rebellious. Since I hate that my father wants to turn me into a proper lady, I let myself act a bit like how I do with mother. I run free, get dirty and scuffed up, I even use my manners, but I try to be as gross as possible. I belch loudly at the dinner table and say excuse me and I sit slobbish-like. When I’m with mom, I act like how dad wants me to when I’m with him. I act all prim and proper, I eat my food in a delicate manner and even cut it up before eating it. I mind my Ps and Qs and I am always being polite and calling my mom ma’am. I only act this way around my parents, it’s how I cope with it all until I'm older and am able to live on my own and achieve my dream of becoming a cook and owning a restaurant that feels like you're out in nature while still being inside and enjoying a good meal. That's my happy medium, how
I’ll show my parents I love them both equally.