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[mornaquilde]

*gets booted out of the house with the twins for an hour to let his mother catch up on sleep and give the infants some fresh air*

*trudges around the park, the pram a sharp contrast to the rest of his demeanor*

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[terafinwe]

*giggles and coos at the funny clown-thing (you)*

[mornaquilde]

Well. That's good. Means you haven't shat yourself yet.

[terafinwe]

*you had to go and bring it up*

*makes an uncomfortable face and lets go*

:D

[mornaquilde]

*gets a whiff of a distinct smell

*groans*

This is all our mother's fault. >:(

[terafinwe]

*what an astute observation*

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

FIXITFIXITFIXIT!!

[cunafinwe]

That's it! You make 'im HEED us! >:)

[mornaquilde]

Alright! Alright!! :S

*glances around to make sure nobody he knows can see him and gets to changing you*

[olorin_the_maia]

*appears seemingly out of nowhere*

Oh, hello, b-

...

Are those yours? 0_o

[mornaquilde]

HELL NO!!! :S

*pales at the thought*

Thse little guys are my brothers.

[olorin_the_maia]

Ah, yes. Caranthirë's popped! Brilliant.

...

That's about the shortest pregnancy I've ever heard of.

[mornaquilde]

Yeah. Everything happens far too fast here.

[olorin_the_maia]

You're quite the little brood now.

*pats Cúnafinwë on the head*

I suppose I should pay your mother a visit at some point. :S

[cunafinwe]

*squeals gleefully and grabs your sleeve*

AHhhhhh! :D

[olorin_the_maia]

*chuckles*

Would you like a candy, little one? Oh my...certainly not. I suppose you're too young for all that, now aren't you?

[cunafinwe]

BaaaaHHH!!!

Dude. Trying not to spit up milk is hard enough right now.

[olorin_the_maia]

*smiles obliviously*