♫ 11 - oh sweet child of mine...

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

[there was a soft noise that was trying to cut through the fog in Lindsey's brain as he started to open his eyes... to a pink bedroom. No... those were pink post-it notes that covered the area of wall he woke up staring at. He leaned closer and then blinked as he read a few of them, then quickly turned over as he felt a cool body shift in the blankets next to him.

Oh hi, Harmony...

Yeah, this was not wrong at all. Lindsey didn't even remember going home with her, or even seeing her on his path back from the library last night. He was pretty sure he had fallen asleep in his own bed.

Quietly, he started to slide out of bed, seeing that yes he was still in his boxers and t-shirt. That was a bit of a relief. Not that he didn't like Harmony, but they were friends and friends aren't supposed to have sex together unless they planned it and remembered it. As he stood up, his eyes took in the rest of the room with raised eyebrows.]

... wow, there were a lot of unicorns in this room.

[his eyes noticed something else in the room. A tiny crib with blue bedding. And the soft noise that had woken him up was starting to get a bit louder. Curiosity got the better of him and he walked over to look in the crib and a pair of bright blue eyes stared back at him. The baby gurgled and held it's chubby little hands up at Lindsey.]

This... ain't good at all...

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[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

[still leaning over the crib, watching their son with a small smile on his face]

Yeah, I guess you don't need it."

[looks back over at her]

Apparently you have a post-it note for everything.

[iamdamnloyal]

[beams at him] Lorne is a really good friend to me.

The baby needs food though right, it's not a vampire is it?

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

He wouldn't have been satisfied with milk if he was.

[thinks a moment]

Was Darla and Angel's kid... was he?

[iamdamnloyal]

Oh, that's true, I guess. [takes a seat at the edge of her bed]

I'm not sure? I guess there was some sort of memory thingie that Angel did? I think he's normal though. Or as normal as some miracle kid can be.

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

[looks back at Brody]

Well, Brody looks pretty normal to me, and happy as well.

[goes to sit next to Harmony on the bed after a moment]

You should hear some of the screaming on the journal. I think we got lucky.

[iamdamnloyal]

That's good. [exhales] I'm not sure I could handle it if he hated me or something.

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

Nah, they don't start hating their parents until they are teenagers.

[iamdamnloyal]

[nods]

Well, I guess then I can wait on that part of it. [glances to him, smiling] If you want to get something to eat, you should.

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'll do that.

[heads towards the kitchen, then pauses a moment]

If I were you, I'd wish up a copy of What to Expect In your Baby's First Year and read it quickly. In about an hour, he'll be ready for a diaper change and you're going to want to know what to do in advance with that...

[smirks to himself as he goes to make himself breakfast as well as prep a few more bottles into the fridge for the day]

[iamdamnloyal]

An hour?? [sighs, she can do the work, but not that fast]

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

[from the kitchen]

or less...

[iamdamnloyal]

[huffy upset sound]

Less?? [starts to flip pages... trying to skip to the part about changing them]

You should still help me!

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

If I'm in the middle of eating, I'm not going to get my hands dirty

[iamdamnloyal]

[sits up a bit straighter, leaning toward the crib, trying to give Brody a look]

Don't you do something until he's done eating.

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

[Brody looks up at Harmony and holds his arms up at her and clenches and unclenches his fists, gurgling again.]

[iamdamnloyal]

[awww but he's so cute... just stay that way! No making grunty faces]