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[ACTION FOR YORK]
[It really doesn’t take much to wake up Carolina, even on a bad day, and hearing someone moving around the room makes her stir awake. It could be York, but the sounds are too soft, too small, and she keeps her eyes closed as she listens. With as little movement as possible, she pinches the back of one of York’s hands, before]

Daddy? Daddy, I had a bad dream.

[.York wakes up at the pinch, but he’s still blinking groggily when he hears the little girl’s voice. Is he still asleep? Well, the only thing for it is to sit up and turn on the lamp near his bed. When he does, though, and he sees his little Princess in her fancy nightgown, he sits up and smiles at her brilliantly and holds out his arms for a hug.]

Hey, don’t worry, Laura. Daddy’s here. C’mere.

[Carolina sits up more fully to kind of just stare at them for a few seconds; she’s pretty sure she missed something.]

Daddy.

[But just as soon as she muscles out the word, there’s a small hand tugging on her arm, definitely not belonging to Laura. Surprise! There’s a tiny ginger babby boy standing there.]

Mommy.

[York gathers Laura up in a tight hug for a few moments before beginning the all-important explanation.]

Right. So. We have kids here in the castle, get to see them about once a year. Laura here is my little girl--I’ve seen her for what, four years in a row now? [Laura nods.] Which makes her five or six, I think. And you, little man?

[Because damn if that doesn’t look like a little version of Carolina and himself.]

Two, Daddy. [And Jack holds up two tiny fingers. Carolina glances over at York again, really not sure of what to even do at the moment. What do. The little boy makes some grabby hands toward Carolina, very clearly wanting to join the rest of his family up on the bed. ...okay, so she’ll reach down for him, but kind of hold him at arm’s length at first. However, gut instinct tells her,] Jack. His name is Jack.

[Keeping one arm around Laura, York reaches out with his other to have his whole little family in one big hug.]

Jack, York, Carolina, Laura. So! Who wants pancakes?

[Filtered to friends of York and Carolina (read: not South lmfao)]

All right, I know now all of you are probably aware of this, but it’s that time of year when we have kids here at the castle. I’ve got my little girl Laura, and me and Carolina have a little boy, Jack, too. Anyone else have kids?

We’d handle them better in groups. Strength in numbers.

[South]

Status. Do you have extra occupants in your room?

(ooc: For reference
This is Laura
This is Jack
Carolina and York is plaintext. )

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[ ....Assuming this filter works because she's friends with York. Even if not Carolina. ]

Aye. [ Guess who sounds bored. Or tired. Okay, probably tired. ]

[Totally works.]

Really? You too, huh?

...Is it a vampire kid?

Yup. Vampire and.... something else. [ Whatever the fuck Jr. is. ] You know how annoying it is to take care of a kid who burns in the sun? "Mommy, I want to go outside." No, kiddo, you'll burst into flame.

[He chuckles.] That one I've never had a problem with. Not even really good sunscreen helps, huh?

Good sunscreen, keeping her entire body covered, give her a big hat and a parasol... Yeah, it works, as long as she keeps all of it on.

I've got a wee boy, too. About six months old.

You'd think if the alternative is pain, she'd learn.

On the plus side, there's still plenty to do inside the castle?

Really? That's pretty young, but if you need a babysitter, hit me up. Mine are two and six.

Maybe, but somebody refuses to stay in the castle.

Tch.

I should be fine. Rodney doesn't seem to be too much trouble. I've baby-sat before, so.

I'd say likewise.

Man. Good luck with that. Does she at least like to "play dress-up"?

Good. And thanks - should be fine. I don't even have to do the single parent thing this year.

Well, that's good to hear. I'm glad to hear that you can cope.

[There's a slight cry of protest from the other end of the room.]

Ah! Excuse me, he's waking up.

Yeah. That and argue with her sister.

[Carolina glances over at him, maybe just a bit alarmed by the sudden company. Sure, she'd imagined having kids. Once. But now there's two little folks who are absolutely helpless.]

They might be tired still.

[Because it's not super late yet, instead pretty damn early. Jack wiggles in Carolina's outstretched grasp, trying to get in closer to both of his parents.]

I want pancakes!

It looks so far like almost everyone is getting a kid.

At least I don't feel left out. [ From her tone, it's obvious she'd much rather not have one at all. ]

Six months? What do you have planned for food, Doctor?

It'll have to be formula. There's not a lot I can really do in that respect.

Two of them?

Man. Good luck.

Just let us know if you need a babysitter.

He's related to you, remember? Besides, the earlier they're up, the earlier they'll hit the sleep wall later.

[He gives Jack's hair a fond ruffle, and Laura giggles.]

Besides, I can just wish them up so it's no effort. Up to you, though, Mommy.

[York winks.]

[Welp, Carolina still doesn't know how to react to being called Mommy. She furrows her eyebrows at him, despite the wink, before glancing back at Jack, who has now escaped from her grasp and settled himself right between his parents.]

Mommy pleaaaase? Pancakes pleaaaaaaaaaase?

[She's just about to say no when he turns his bright green eyes.

...the cause against pancakes is immediately and hilariously lost.]

Go ahead.

The other one's not mine. [ She doesn't want to deal with two, non... Jr. can deal with the other one. ]

...

I didn't think I'd see him again... Carter is back, York.

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