Family fun time

[originalcopy]

Can somebody please tell me what the hell is going on... and why there's a kid that won't let go of my leg..


Seriously, get the fuck off me.

Dada! Dada up! Up Dada UP!

[Sigh]

Stupid castle

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[originalcopy]

Oh Fu..fine.

Whatever.

[It's just a week, no big deal.]


Wh'ever

[i_got_this]

[They'll have a post-kid-week swearing extravaganza after this. With booze.]

Good. I'd rather not beat you to a pulp.

[originalcopy]

Yeah, 'cause that would be so much better for the kid than my cussing.

[Dear god yes.]

As hol!

Hey! What did I say about that?

[i_got_this]

[Don't you mean 'FUCK YEAH COCKBITES']

I could do it under the guise of teaching them self-defense.

[Oh, ho?] Yeah, you're a great dad!

[originalcopy]

Hey, cut me some slack... I've been a dad all of what a half an hour?

I'm sure you were a perfect parent right off the bat huh...

[i_got_this]

[Now is not the time to recount sticking the twins on Peeta Melark and going drinking with Haymitch last year. Nope.]

I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself.

[There's a pleased giggle as she lifts up Piper, and softer sounds of Payton playing in the background.]

[originalcopy]

Pfft... that, I have to see to believe.

[Because 'good mother South' is not something that springs easily to mind. Amusing as it is.]

[i_got_this]

Keep your eyes open, you might get the chance.

[She wasn't terrible last time, drinking night aside, but this time she's focusing on them with an intensity, because she needs it. She needs the confirmation that she's still valuable in this world anymore, after certain events.]