Babies' First Sleepover

[vicioussweetie]

New Year's Eve was probably the only night of the year everyone in the Trainer household had plans. Ali and Sasha were off to a concert, with high hopes of introductions to a wild-haired author of whom they are so fond. The older children were off to sleepovers and "grown-up" parties with friends; the younger, to see their fathers. Or, in the

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[somany_names]

Never let it be said that Dream is not punctual. He can be glimpsed in some of the mirrors even as the twins are being bundled. A closer look reveals that Matthew has accompanied him, perched on a pram that his master pushes.

Good evening, Ali. I trust I am not late?

[vicioussweetie]

Ali sees him there, but refuses to be rushed. The babies certainly don't care about Morpheus waiting; they live on babytime and see no reason to argue less than usual about such indignities as booties. Horrible, horrible booties.

"No, not at all. Cateline, please stop kicking so much." Ali takes a moment to look more closely at Morpheus while she waits for the babies to tire themselves out, and manages a smile. "Hello Matthew. I take it you'll be taking them for a walk then? I think they'll like that. But don't get too close, Matthew, they're very grabby and your tail will be irresistible."

[somany_names]

"Awk! I hadn't thought of that. Thanks for the heads-up. Or tails-up, as it were. How ya doin', kiddo?"

"Cateline," Dream remarks the reflection in the mirror now only a reflection as he stands over the twins, holding something dangling and sparkly to catch their eyes, "would you not rather look at this than fuss?"

[vicioussweetie]

"We've been well, thank you. And you're welcome."

Cateline is surely her mother's daughter, both for her knowing eyes and her love of shiny things. Her brother is of the same blood, and is soon screaming bloody murder because he hasn't a shiny of his own. It's not fair!

But it does let Ali finish dressing them, however reluctantly. "Thank you," she whispers, fussing over a button. "I wrote down their feeding schedule for you, and I packed plenty of milk. Eve does know how to bottle feed, I hope?"