OPEN BABBY POST

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[Hello, Paradisa

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you know i had to be here

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[ gil's daughter is old enough to walk though she's sort of skipping ahead and pausing every now and then to wait for daddy. she's in some victorian-esque dress with a cute little bow. only the best for fake daughter :( if she is fake... gil is still perplexed over the entire ordeal ]

Father! Hurry!

Don't run so fast. [ he looks up ahead and sees his two favorite people. baby stroller?! ] Kyle? Donna?

Of course B)

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Gil! [he looks at Donna, stopping the stroller.] That's Gil, right? OhGod.

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[Looks all offended.]

What? I put her in a dress! It's the same thing.

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[ ida looks up at donna and kyle bashfully and nods a little ]

Hello... [ then she moves closer to gil when he approaches them ]

You, too? [ looks down at cute babby... ] A newborn?

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[Kyle looks between Moira and Gil's babby, his frown deepening. IS ALL JEALOUS OF GIL'S METROSEXUALITY. OUR BABBY'S CUTE TOO.]

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[ he looks at them awkwardly ]

...thank you? [ she has gil's eyes and morgana's hair and aaahhh this is so creepy. THE CASTLE RAPED EVERYONE... ]

Did yours also appear on the ninth? [ ida puts her hand out but then looks at gil for permission ] Ask Miss Donna, Ida.

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She really is adorable, Gil. [looks at him expectantly. RETURN THE COMPLIMENT, BITCH.]

And yeah, she... came to us on Sunday. Mother's Day.

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Yours is-- [ god, what adjective to use ] cute, too.

Thank you, Miss Donna... [ looks at gil expectantly. DID I DO GOOD?! he nods ]

I wonder why children...

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... I don't know, I feel lucky.

[He walks around the stroller to pick her Moira up and hold her in his arms. He presses his forehead against hers and nuzzles her nose with his. She laughs.] Very lucky!

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[ nodding ]

Mostly children didn't find themselves with them.

[ he watches kyle and suddenly feels very awkward. is that how he's supposed to be with ida? but she's not... real? ]

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[Holds Moira to his chest as he looks at Gil, waiting for his answer.]