My Boy Chapter 3

The next morning Murdoc woke up finding that his little boy was gone.

"Alphonce?" He called searching the bedroom. Suddenly the doors opened and Alphonce stepped in with what seemed to be a tray of food in his hands.

"Hey daddy I got bweakfast for you." He set the tray of food on the table next to Murdoc's bed.

Murdoc looked down at the bowl of food. It was nothing more than just cereal with sugar sprinkled on top and a cup of Orange juice. But what could he expect? This boy is only two years old.

Murdoc looked back up at Alphonce. "Er...uhm thanks."

Murdoc then shooed Alphonce away with his hand. Alphonce then left the room leaving Murdoc alone with his bowl of cereal. Once Murdoc was alone he began to have a flashback from his childhood.

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Flashback

A young two year old Murdoc was bringing his father Jacob breakfast for him.

However, there was a catch.

Jacob never appreciated his youngest son Murdoc.
He would often beat him than appreciate the things his son often did for him.
This included bringing him breakfast.

"Daddy?" The Young Murdoc asked trembling.

"What do you want Ya' stupid Sod?" Jacob snapped back to his Youngest son.

He looked and saw that Murdoc was holding a plate of food. He shook his head and stood up and stomped over to where poor little Murdoc was standing.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TA' TELL YA?! I DON'T WANT ANY OF YA' STUPID AFFECTION!" He shouted.

He knocked the plate of food out of his youngest son's arms and then knocked Murdoc to the floor.

He then left Murdoc laying on the floor trembling. Covered in the contents of the food he had tried to offer to his horrible father.

"Why daddy? Why don't you love me?" He whispered to himself as he layed there on the floor.

End of Flasback

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Murdoc snapped back to reality and continued to think to himself.

"Why didn't you love me Dad?" He asked to himself.

"Well guess what dad? I'm not gonna treat my son the way you treated me!" He shouted. "I'll be the best dad there is, especially for my boy."

Murdoc ate his cereal and then slid his shirt on and headed to the lift.

He pressed the button to the engine room. Once he got there, he headed down to Cyborg Noodle's cupboard. When he opened the door, he saw Cyborg Noodle with Alphonce sitting on her lap.

Cyborg looked up and saw her master Murdoc. "Oh, Master is this your son?"

Murdoc smiled and nodded at her. "Yes, his name is Alphonce."

Alphonce giggled then reached up and began to gently pull on Cyborg Noodle's bangs.
Cyborg couldn't help but laugh and smile.

"Well, he's very adorable." She replied.

As Murdoc watched Alphonce play with Cyborg Noodle, He couldn't help but notice how much Alphonce looked like him.
Murdoc walked over then knelt down, and picked Alphonce up. But as he did Alphonce began squirming and kicking his legs.

"I just want to get a good look at you." He told him. Alphonce immediately stopped squirming.

As he stared at the boy he could see himself as a kid. He was amazed at how much Alphonce looked like him.
The only difference that there was, was that Alphonce's skin was pale while Murdoc's skin wasn't.

He definitely got his pale skin from Paula.

Alphonce just stared back at his daddy Murdoc with a blank expression. As Murdoc continued to stare at him he couldn't help but chuckle at Alphonce's face.
The boy's cheeks were very chubby. But Murdoc knew good and well it was just baby fat. They also were a little pink.

"Your a chubby little thing aren't ya' kid?" Murdoc told him.

Alphonce just smiled and giggled. Murdoc then sat Alphonce back down on Cyborg Noodle's lap and left the cupboard.

Oi, He really looks like me. I really hope I don't end up hurting him the same way mi dad hurt me. Murdoc thought as he continued to walk down the hallway.
He was worried that he might end up hurting poor little Alphonce. But he just shook it off and headed to the lift.

Later That Night

Alphonce wandered around the place looking for his father. He couldn't find him anywhere.

"Daddy?" He called. "Where a'e you?"

He continued to search when suddenly, he heard a sound that sounded like glass breaking. It had came from the kitchen.
Alphonce wandered into the kitchen and saw his father Murdoc stumbling around.

"Daddy a'e you okay?" He asked.

Murdoc turned and saw Alphonce standing in the doorway staring at him.

"Wot do yew want ya' little sod?" He asked in a slurred tone.

Alphonce just looked at his father.

"What's wrong Daddy?" He asked nervously.

Murdoc stomped over to little Alphonce and grabbed him buy his shirt collar.

Alphonce began to panic this wasn't the father that he knows.

"Daddy!" He screamed.