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[nightshined]

[ in the Summer Courtyard, Tyki is sitting on her knees on a picnic blanket. She has an infant laid out on a baby blanket in front of her, his little hands between her fingers as she sings a popular French-Canadian nursery song, guiding the child's hands to each mentioned body part. ]

Aloutte, gentille alouette, alouette, je te plumerai...je te

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sob I never know who to tag her with

[notpapa]

Hey, Bird. [Yeah so what if they met when she was dressed as a guy 8|;;; ] Taking care of him for Lavi?

[notpapa]

Might be safer to just tell him it tastes like vegetables. Kids like to do exactly what they're not supposed to.

[nightshined]

That's...a really good idea, actually.

[notpapa]

[He laughs] Don't sound so surprised.

[nightshined]

What? I wouldn't have thought of that. Reverse psychology...

[notpapa]

It works wonders, trust me.

[nightshined]

Man, I'll have to remember that...

[notpapa]

Planning on having kids someday?

[nightshined]

Planning? [ laughs ] Oh yeah. Something like that.

[notpapa]

[Erk] Ah. Congrats, then.

[nightshined]

Thanks. Not that there was a whole lot of planning, but. [ shrugs. She's over that by now♥ ]

[notpapa]

Rolling with the punches, yeah?

[nightshined]

More or less. She's gonna have a good daddy, and...well, I went and made the mistake of telling John, and now he's all psyched to have a playmate, so I'm kind of obligated, doncha think?

[notpapa]

Of course, how could you bear to let everyone down? [He tickles lightly under John's chin.] A kid like this especially.

[nightshined]

Especially the little dude is right. The look on his face...

And on Allen's. You know, he seemed pretty happy when I told him.

[notpapa]

Sprout's the dad?!