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[raisednofool]

Most people were not exactly pleased to find themselves plucked from home and dropped into a new, strange, and dangerous world. Those who were pretty pleased had one thing in common: in one manner or another, they were getting laid

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[apocalypsebaby]

A hole in the ground with a very small kraken climbing out of it, tentacle over tentacle.

A small kraken in nappies.

Sniffling.

IT MISSES MUMMY.

[raisednofool]

Angelo notices the sniffling first, the kraken second, the hole third, and the nappies fourth. All of these things result in the following:

"...what the fuck?"

[apocalypsebaby]

Angelo's talking to him! That must mean he loves him.

Spots stretches out a hopeful tentacle towards him, and looks up at him with big, damp, soulful eyes.

"....daddy?"

[raisednofool]

That eyebrow is trying to merge with Angelo's hairline as he takes a step back away from the thing. Like Leech and Artie weren't bad enough... at least Everett isn't around to guilt him into building a treehouse for the... squidy thing.

"Nope, lo siento, uh... squid thing. Not your daddy."

[clockwork_son]

Look, Spots! Daddy's here!

Gabriel has taken the precaution, lately, of visiting the kraken pool every hour or two with snackables and a fresh kraken nappy, just in case. It's been ninety minutes give or take since the last one, so it's about time.

A slight nod to Angelo as he makes a beeline past the shorter man (because seriously, everyone's shorter than Gabriel Gray) on his way to his squidbaby.

He's heard enough of the above conversation to grin fondly at the kraken and murmur, "Looking for me?" in a terrifyingly accurate approximation of that voice parents use on their small, adorable children.

[apocalypsebaby]

Spots sinks down to the ground, melting into a puddle of tentacles and big sploshy tears.

"No! Daddy!"

-- OOOH THERE'S DADDY! He brightens impossibly.

"Daddy!!!!"

[raisednofool]

Angelo watches the taller (it's okay because Angelo's kind of used to being short - hello, Jono) man go past him, down to the kraken, and then... baby-talk to it.

"...do I even wanna know what his mama looked like?"

This is mostly a rhetorical question.

[clockwork_son]

"I'm not his biological father," Gabriel answers with a trace of irritability, giving Spots a one-armed hug hello. "Hungry, Spots? I brought snacks! --Stephen and I found him on the coast of California and have been caring for him ever since. He's charming once you get to know him, really."

[apocalypsebaby]

Spots is very hungry! He hasn't had any delicious flesh of drowned sailors since that loud flash put him here.

He eats his snacks happily, and tries to eat Gabe's hand with it.

Aw. Too firm. :(

[raisednofool]

Poor Spots. Trying to eat his Daddy.

Angelo still isn't too sure about all this.

"Charming enough t'eat the hand that feeds him?"

[clockwork_son]

"No, Spots," he tells his krakenbaby firmly, disengaging his hand and looking up at Angelo apologetically. "He just doesn't know any better yet, that's all."

[apocalypsebaby]

"No!" Spots repeats, and slithers tentaculaciously up Gabe's chest to cuddle around his neck, affectionately.

"Mummy?"

[raisednofool]

Angelo is not smirking.

No. Really. He's not.

That would be rude.

Just like giving Gabe a very curious, very amused smirk would be very rude.

...but not out of character.

[clockwork_son]

Spots gets cuddles and head-patting.

Angelo gets a sharp look.

[apocalypsebaby]

Yeah, Angelo. Take that.

Spots strokes Gabe's cheek fondly and extends a tentacle hopefully towards Angelo. Come, embrace, be eaten, Angie!

[raisednofool]

No, no. That's cool. Spots may be cute but the only way Angelo's going to pet him is from a distance and Gabe is a new person, so suddenly extending a finger a couple of feet over may or may not sit well.

He can wave, though. Hello, creepy thing!