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[papa_senses]

[ HOLY CRAP there's a lot of glitter set out on this table. Glitter, and sugar, and nutmeg, and cinnamon, and pillow stuffing, and lacy ribbons, and scraps of silk, and those little sparkly foam balls you use in crafts and flower petals and

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[looks_like_dad]

...

[papa_senses]

Oh~ can I help you, young man?

[looks_like_dad]

Um... [Looks off to the side, uncertain]

[papa_senses]

Speak up, child.

[tophat_n_babies]

That's enough glitter for a nation's worth of brats.

[papa_senses]

A whole nation? Why, I never considered the idea...

[tophat_n_babies]

Stop considering it. It's not a smart idea.

[papa_senses]

[ IGNORING ] Tyki, help me finish this~ it could use your... touch.

[cardio_swap]

[...Don't think he's met you. He's just going to stare at this set up. What.]

[What. No never mind, he doesn't want to know. Maybe, since he's in Allison's body, he can sneak away?]

[papa_senses]

[ no way. ] Miss! Oh, miss!

[cardio_swap]

[Whhhy.]

What?

[howbabiesrmade]

Sugar, spice, all things nice... I think you have it covered dear.

[papa_senses]

Have I ever failed you in that regard?

[cengjingfeiguo]

[ . . . that is. Kind of scary ] If you don't mind me saying, I think you may have enough.

[papa_senses]

You can never have enough! One must always be prepared.

[cengjingfeiguo]

Prepared for what?

[papa_senses]

Whatever the job may call for!