A force to be reckoned with. Hopefully, no more butterflies would die for no good reason. Doing this for the horde was as close as Gary could get to making sure 24's death meant something.
"Thanks, I'm keeping all I can to embarrass him when he's older." She was clearly one of the tiny child's favorite people as well. Clinging to her as he wiggled some. tell-tale signs of a hissy fit coming.
"Oh yeah, he's ready to sleep." Gary stepping forwards to hold his arms out, so Sheila can hand him back. "I was just going to drink another monster. I need to run a few more drills with the newbs." No, he needed to nap too, living on energy drinks was not the way, but he wasn't complaining.
The baby, though dozing against Sheila's chest, automatically reaches back for his dad, whining just a little. She hands him back, grinning.
"Oh, he's going to be more embarrassed than Rusty Venture." And they're all going to eat it all up. Her gaze flickers back up to Gary, a little sternly. "You should take the time to nap while he goes down."
Gary took the baby back as soon as those little arms reached out and Sheila helped hand him over. Holding him against his chest as he so often did. One hand under him, one against his back to keep in him secure.
"It'll be a blast." He agreed but that stern look got a 'oh shit' look from Gary who nodded. "Yes, Dr. Mrs. The Monarch. We'll both go nap, but if you guys need me come get me, okay?" It's not like Monarch won't walk right into his room and dig out his wings and make him get up and ready. "And thanks again, I appreciate all your help, dude."
The baby, naturally, settles immediately. All comfy and sleepy, ready to just knock out. And Sheila's glad to hear Gary's going to listen to her, for once.
"Good boy," she says, grinning. "We'll get you when we have to." That means he'll be undisturbed for at least 3 hours if he doesn't awaken first.
"And no problem. Glad to help." She waves to the baby playfully.
He'd argue if he wasn't dead on his feet. Besides, the horde knew better than to completely slack. At least any more than him and 24 used too. Sheila and Monarch we're home as well as the terrible twins. It would be fine.
He smiles, a bit embarrassed at being called a good boy. "Thanks, I owe you one." Already turning and grabbing the baby bag off the table to go carry Paulie off, so they can nap a few hours. Of course, that three would be two. Gary set an alarm so that Paulie wouldn't be up all night. No, thank you, he hates when that happens.
And he really does not-- they took a lot from him. His life, his innocence. It's the least they can do. Sheila smiles, and waves goodbye to the baby draped gently across Gary's back until they're gone.
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"Thanks, I'm keeping all I can to embarrass him when he's older." She was clearly one of the tiny child's favorite people as well. Clinging to her as he wiggled some. tell-tale signs of a hissy fit coming.
"Oh yeah, he's ready to sleep." Gary stepping forwards to hold his arms out, so Sheila can hand him back. "I was just going to drink another monster. I need to run a few more drills with the newbs." No, he needed to nap too, living on energy drinks was not the way, but he wasn't complaining.
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"Oh, he's going to be more embarrassed than Rusty Venture." And they're all going to eat it all up. Her gaze flickers back up to Gary, a little sternly. "You should take the time to nap while he goes down."
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"It'll be a blast." He agreed but that stern look got a 'oh shit' look from Gary who nodded. "Yes, Dr. Mrs. The Monarch. We'll both go nap, but if you guys need me come get me, okay?" It's not like Monarch won't walk right into his room and dig out his wings and make him get up and ready. "And thanks again, I appreciate all your help, dude."
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"Good boy," she says, grinning. "We'll get you when we have to." That means he'll be undisturbed for at least 3 hours if he doesn't awaken first.
"And no problem. Glad to help." She waves to the baby playfully.
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He smiles, a bit embarrassed at being called a good boy. "Thanks, I owe you one." Already turning and grabbing the baby bag off the table to go carry Paulie off, so they can nap a few hours. Of course, that three would be two. Gary set an alarm so that Paulie wouldn't be up all night. No, thank you, he hates when that happens.
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And he really does not-- they took a lot from him. His life, his innocence. It's the least they can do. Sheila smiles, and waves goodbye to the baby draped gently across Gary's back until they're gone.