Skit 13: Parenthood

[protosshaze]

I got to see a baby once. It was very small, and they said I could be the godmother.

I heard that you have to be married first before you have a baby. Why is that? What happens if you aren't married first? Asbel isn't married... But then, I'm not a baby. Are there different rules if the child is older?

☢ 008 | dictated

[wantsiceland]

You know, even real parents have the option of hiring a babysitter. Food for thought.

So who wants to come play nanny? There have to be some people around here who are morally outraged by the idea of a four-year-old hanging around with a supervillain all day. And if you need more incentive than that, let it be known that we're starting with pickpocketing and working our way up.

[she raises her voice a little]

Isn't that right, kid?

[a cheery reply of "That's right!" comes from off-screen; satisfied, Shego shuts the journal]

3 ❧ dictated

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Ada! Ada look how high I am!

Get down from there, before you hurt yours-

[CRASH!]

Oropher...

[You can hear the exasperation in Legolas' voice before a little girls voice interrupts. Ai, how does anyone handle twins? At least one of them is well-behaved. Ish.]

Look ada, I made a flower crown. Just like the one grandfather wears!

Very pretty, Tinuiel. Now come here and help me catch your brother so we can clean this room. Oropher, what do you have there? Is that- That's my journal. That's not a toy, don't rip those-

[And there's the sound of paper being ripped out of the journal.]

Ada told you not to do that, Oropher!

057 Red Letters

[eat_me_beat_me]

Hey guys, if any of you tired parents want to give your kids something to do I'm setting up some arts and crafts in the lobby. Finger painting, chalk, clay... you name it I've got it.

[Nora might still be on crutches but she's somehow managed to set up a few low tables and chairs in the lobby with art supplies galore for the little ones. She's sitting on one of the couches with her leg up on the coffee table sketching as she keeps an eye on things.]

((OOC: Open for all!! Threadjacking highly encouraged))

Fifth toothmark

[quadro_dent]

[Hey guys. There's an unattended baby taking a walk around the castle. Wat do?]

01- Arrival- [written]

[unexpected_adventures]

[Bilbo furrows both his brows as he writes within his journal. Sitting within the room he was given, he sighs. He does not even know why he is within these castle walls, he just knows he is here now. He looks around before wondering who will actually get to read this. Is Thorin or any of the company here too? Right now, he felt butterflies within his stomach as he wrote.]

Hello. My name is Bilbo Baggins, of Bag End. I happen to be a resident within the castle here. I...[He coughed as he thought of something else to say.] ...I am rather unsure of why I happen to be here. I was in the middle of an important journey, you see.

[More humming and sighing. But then again, this castle did seem friendly and accommodating enough. The room was luxurious, to say the least.] If anyone is reading this, please can you contact me in any way possible. I would much like to meet anyone who is reading this and find out what is going on. I am a friendly hobbit, and won't say no to a bit of company.
Thank you.

Sixty Sixth Sip

[mal_addict]

( Filtered to the new parents and their children )

( Filtered to people without children )

xli λ bambini

[assassino]

[Ezio has been hiding himself away for a variety of reasons.

Perhaps it's because his schedule has been thrown. There are no more late mornings with Lana, pressed up against her despite the warmth and cajoling her to stay just a little bit longer, just five more minutes. There are no more late lunches, no more dinners snuck in between sittings at the restaurant. No more riding out to the fields to picnic and joke and carouse, no more wine in pretty baskets, no more flowers just-because, or any of the other hallmarks of a man starting to get really invested in a woman.

That is because there is no more Lana. She's gone, as if the castle had forgotten how much she was loved –– even with Wesley and Fred and all of those others passing on from this world, Ezio liked to think that he enjoyed Lana enough for her to always matter to the castle.

She'd always been so bothered by the fact that they'd someday leave and forget each other, but she'd always acted like she would be the one to remember while he drifted away. And now here he is, the one left waiting.

But there are only so many weeks he could hide out in Stephanie and Cassandra's apartment, thinly "tolerating" Tim's presence and straddling the line between being heartbroken and maintaining a stoic manliness. With the babies everywhere, it is somewhat easier –– distractions, and all –– but he still needs to get out. There are only so many ways you can stave off loneliness.

So here he is, tentatively dipping his feet back in the world of women. Has it really been six months since he seriously chased another skirt?]

( Horny Ladies, 18+ )

[And then there's Ezio, whiling away some time in the garden. He's got a thick leather glove on one hand and a colourful eagle-like bird perched at his wrist; that bird is currently wearing a hood, patiently waiting in darkness for Ezio to unhood him for some time in flight.

Come bother a dude and his bird.]

Babies and Ponies [ action + dictation ]

[peacockherald]

[ Vanyel decided that taking Luke outside was probably a good idea. He had less things to magic that way. It was not a major problem, not yet, and Vanyel thanked all the heavens for that. He was taking the time today to introduce Luke to Yfandes, who had taken to the child immediately, if not really been able to help on the magic front. Vanyel had suspected as much, given the nature of Companions and he almost wished Yfandes had dropped a foal the previous year that might have been ready to bond Luke...

Well, nothing for it now. He was walking near the edges of the garden, Luke on Yfandes' back, squealing loudly in delight as he 'rode' the mare. Vanyel had complete faith in Yfandes - he would not let his child fall, though he was there beside them the entire time, quietly encouraging his son and just glad that nothing had gone magically wrong for the past few hours. There was mercy yet to be had from the gods...

Luke occupied and relatively safe, he opened the journal, sitting down on a nearby bench as Yfandes walked in a small circle bare feet away.]

Ah, I suppose I should say this whilst I have the chance. 

To anyone who has had things gone missing or moved oddly, well, I think it might have been Luke. He does not mean it, only it seems Duke's and my magic have crossed in him and a different breed of magic. It is relatively harmless, but in odd moments it seems to flare. 

Daddy! See! Horsey!

Haha, yes, Luke, I see you. Doing wonderful!

If anyone has had something go missing, let me know. I have the Fetching gift, and if giving ample discription, I should be able to return the object without to much issue.

[ And with that he lays the journal aside in order to rise and go to his son, squirming on Yfandes' back, asking to get down so he can feed the horsey. ]