Jun. 29th, 2011

[identity profile] junior-cop.livejournal.com
[Tom enters the kitchen to get out a few supplies for his mini fridge for the next few days. Once he opened the two way kitchen door, the sight he saw was a rather gruesome one with very little evidence other than small smatterings of blood on the cabinets, wall and door with a pool about the size of a dinner plate on the floor that has spread out and thinned in certain places.]

Shit...

[Tom pulls out his Blackberry and calls the first person in mind...]

[Audio/Private to Saguru]

Houston this is Eagle 1. We have a problem.

[The levity is the first clue that Tom has discovered something horribly wrong.]
[identity profile] keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com

[The video feed comes on, and at first the visuals are obscured. It's only when Leonardo comes on screen, his face blured by baby drool, that it becomes apparent that his baby has been using the device as a chew toy. He doesn't seem phased by this at all as he places it to one side, and gives his attention back to the child.

With the infant  laying quite comfortably on the baby mat and Leonardo sitting opposite him cross legged, it's obvious they're enjoying each other's company in equal measure
.]

Va bene quello piccolo, che si preferisce, eh? *alright little one, which would you prefer, hmm?

[Picking something up from off camera, he produces a small doll; about 30cm in height, he winds up the back of it, and seconds later it starts walking towards the baby. ]

That one...? Or....

[Toy number two turns looks a little like this, and is wind up once again. Only this time, once wound, it takes flight out of Leonardo's hand. When the baby reacts to the flying machine with happy little giggles and gurgles, Leonardo grins broadly]


Good choice, Ezio - Good choice...~

 


[identity profile] thumbonmylip.livejournal.com
[[L has seen what happens when someone doesn't take care of their child and with Mello pint sized, the last thing he needs is to have that happen to him.

Roll tape.
L is in his usual sitting position, except he's taken said position on the middle of his bed. His thumb poised at his lip as it pushes the soft flesh askew from its normal position until inevitably it falls the wayside and his blank expression returns to its rightful start. Plucked between pointer and thumb in his other hand, the detective is studying what seems to be a little pink bow between his fingers.

His eyes are glued to it, so much so that this could be the one thing that solves the Kira case if he hadn't already. Long, spidery arms reach forward and out of the screen's view where a small set of undoubtedly slobber filled giggles awaits the person watching long enough to hear the gleeful noises.]
]


There.
Now you'll be unmistakeable as a girl, Elle.

[[His arms raise again and a small infant comes into view, pink bows set in no particular order in her hair tied meticulously in the raven locks just long enough to hold them. It looks a mess even if to the detective it doesn't. To him, it's fashion statement of the century for babies.]]
[identity profile] moar-food-plz.livejournal.com
[ Goku didn't really mind that the Manor had suddenly gone missing and everyone was pretty much forced to just live outside. He actually kinda liked it. But having a bed was nice too, which was probably why he took the liberty of sleeping in till about noon time. He was abruptly woken up when something went flying at him and cracked him right in the side of the head. ]

GAHH!!!

[ That thing that hit him just so happened to be his comm which just so happened to turn on upon impact and was now laying on the floor. The view isn't all that great but there's a good enough angle to catch glimpse of the culprit who threw it at him.

There at the end of his bed was a small dark haired toddler that looked up at Goku, tilting his head and then rolled onto his back with a fit of giggles. Goku did nothing more then look on at the child in utter confusion till it rolled over, kicking it's stubby little legs and revealing a curly brown tail.
]

Huh... that's weird...

[ He reached over, picking up the small child awkwardly and just stared. The baby only looked right back at him with just as much curiosity and two would both slightly tilt their head in unison. The little one would wiggle his tail, wrapping it around Goku's wrist. ]

Well you sure are a cute little guy. You're definitely a Saiyan though... I wonder where you came fr- uhh...

[ Goku suddenly froze, holding the child under one arm as he lifted up the blankets like he was looking around for something. ]

It wasn't me was it?! Can that happen? Is that even possible?!
Maybe... maybe it's a Saiyan thing..?

[ He would hold the baby again, staring at it oddly with both arms outstretched. The toddler would giggle and stretch it's itty bitty arms out towards him and kick his short legs. ]

Does this mean... I'm the mommy? Or... the daddy? Or both...?




[[OOC: This post is backdated to Monday cause for some reason our internet at home has been going crazy and won't actually be back up till Friday... i'm... kinda stealing StarBucks internet right now xD DONT JUDGE ME!!]]
[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com
[Presumably sometime Monday After noon the Doctor moved his TARDIS to the hall outside Rose's room and then Back into his room- the doors are locked to allow privacy and the two year old he's been entrusted with is fast asleep on what might be the most comfortable bed in the universe. Might be.]

[The Doctor has been quiet while waiting for the little one to fall asleep and sitting on a mess of wires underneath the main console while doing a bit of work- normal stuff.]
[identity profile] mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com
[The feed shows the Bunny's hutch, back intact; the Bunny seems a little too comfortable, almost, flopped out with a cigar and a prepared salad.]

Alright, this is more like it!

Thanks, Doc; it sure is nice to have the old place back.

About that bargain - You see all those run-down empty places out in back?

Those are just a start; they're not gonna stay empty run-down shacks for long.

So, what do you guys want around here?
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Please stop crying?

[Lenalee is looking a little worse for wear, hair a tangled mess and dark circles under her eyes. She can be seen cradling a wailing child with the same black hair as her, but brown eyes.]

Come on, use your words... are you hungry? Do you- ow! [The child stops crying long enough to gleefully yank at a lock of her hair. Lenalee covers his tiny fist with her hand, slowly prying off his fingers with a weary sigh.] No hair pulling.

[The toddler is placed on the ground once Lenalee gets her hair free, and she fixes him with a stern look.]

That isn't the way to get what you want. Use your words.

[There is a moment of silence as the child's lower lip wibbles, and then he is screaming again. Lenalee wavers for a moment before bending to pick him back up, bouncing him on her hip.]

Brother would know what to do with you. [He's the one with childcare experience. Although... the thought of him happening upon her holding a child at all resembling herself is worrying.] It's a good thing Brother isn't here, though...
[identity profile] nofishplz.livejournal.com
[Kaito is... not doing so hot, but it's not immediately obvious. Right now he's outside in the garden with two rambunctious three-year-olds. It can probably be attributed to that and Poker Face that he seems pretty normal despite what happened recently.

He's mostly watching them right now though, with Haku the tribble on his head purring loudly, which does make him feel a bit better.

Little Aya had been picking flowers, but now wandered up to him.]

Daddy look! [She holds up a bunch of wild flowers.] Aya picked these for mommy! Aren't they pretty?

[He pauses, before managing a smile.] Those are beautiful, Aya-chan. She'll love those...

Will mommy be back soon?

[He... almost faltered.] Y-yeah. She'll be back before you know it...

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