When Taylor finally got his turn with her, she got... aggressive. Taylor didn't know why she seemed to hate him so much. He didn't know if it was a Horrortale thing. Fierce growled and scratched and bit at Taylor though, fighting in his grip as he tried to bundle her up and keep her warm. It wasn't working out very well. Horror had no choice but to get up to help - but even with him, it was a struggle... until he bared his teeth. "she needs to know she's gonna be protected. show her you're strong enough, and she'll calm down." He explained as he swaddled her in her blankey. "Is it a thing in your world?" Taylor asked as Horror sank back into bed. "yes and no... it was how skeletons were... back in the days before the war. and even before the peace. a primative... thing that we fell back into with the fall of the underground, i guess. it'll be fine... just show her you're strong too, my handsome doctor..." Horror passed her back to Taylor, only for her to bite him. "Ow, jeez, Fierce- I'm just trying to keep you warm -" It was gonna take a while, wouldn't it?

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The next few days were the most difficult for Taylor and Fierce. When he wasn't working, he was struggling to gain her trust. He wasn't like Horror who could be aggressive when needed. He needed to be... creative. Of course, his creativity hadn't really paid off as of yet - there was a reason he was a doctor and not a gang banger. He didn't know how to show her he was strong or menacing or whatever it was Fierce needed to see. It obviously wasn't physical strength (he'd tried that). He tried to act tough and scary, but it only served to make both Horror and Fierce laugh, which was a minor improvement until it wasn't. The next day had been hell with teeth and claws and angry orange eyes. She'd come down with a fever, which only made her all the angrier - there was no keeping her at Killer's place for the day. Taylor had to keep his angry baby healthy. Fierce certainly drew blood, but when her fever started to spike, Taylor couldn't allow her to fight him anymore. He didn't like being forceful with anyone, but for their health... he had no choice.

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Fierce... calmed down... when the fever calmed down. Taylor could only assume she was out of fight. It was... nice... to finally hold his daughter without getting bit or scratched or attacked in any way. She was sweet when he got past that aggression. Downright cuddly, just like Horror. She wasn't so different from him. Not in the least. Taylor loved that about her, even with all the vicious attacks. In the coming days of her getting better, she continued to be more docile. Not, completely docile, she still got snippy if things weren't done a certain way, but it seemed he'd at least proved himself at last. Horror was happy for Taylor too. "i'm so proud of ya... look at her, so relaxed in your hold..." Taylor chuckled and kissed Horror. "That is, until she decides she's being too nice to me." He replied, making Horror chuckle. "she'll calm down as she gets older, i promise, my doctor..." Taylor looked visibly relieved. "Oh, thank the stars - I was afraid of what she'd do to the other kids at school-" Horror laughed loudly at that.

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