The Chibi Problem Part 11
The gundam made another mass day trip soon after our excursion to the House of the Mouse. This time DeathSky appeared at the slider before I left for work to let me know that they were going and that BabyDoll was welcome to go with.
I gave my permission and admonished him to be good and careful, as the predators were still hanging around. Killer "hmph"-ed and lifted his nose disdainfully. He was also going, though Angel had drawn sentry duty over the nests.
I won't say I worried all day at work, but I did add salt to my coffee and shake sugar on my hamburger. I hauled ass getting home, making it to the patio just as the gundam began landing.
Angel was also waiting. BabyDoll landed gently, setting Killer down like a piece of fine crystal. He straightened his monochromatic plumage and bowed, then stepped aside to give Angel space to gather BabyDoll into a lengthy embrace.
Nice day? I inquired.
Killer smiled and nodded, eyeing BabyDoll benevolently before turning to amble into the house.
Oh, ho!
Angel shot him a curious glance, but shrugged it off to give BabyDoll his full attention.
I was feeling ambitious, so I cranked out a tub of sweet and sour meatballs, with the idea of freezing most of it, and set the rice cooker to work providing the starch to go with. Unfortunately, the gundam had a better idea. The rice cooker beeped its "all done" and an instant later every chibi in the gundam (including the chibits) were gathered in the kitchen.
And this is...?
BabyDoll giggled behind his hands and fluttered his long lashes at me.
You're having a party...?
He nodded vigorously.
Ah. And I'm the caterer...?
A slightly sheepish look and more fluttering. Accompanied by the freight train rumble of agreement from the gundam.
I sighed heavily, hands on my hips. You are supposed to give me some advance notice, I chided.
He pouted, cutting looks at the five alphas grouped behind him. DeathSky chirruped at him questioningly, a slight frown shadowing his bright eyes.
BabyDoll chattered back for a minute, then looked at me. "Shiiiii..." he coaxed.
What's the occasion, sweetie? Besides a nice day out.
He swarmed up my jeans and my shirt to settle on my shoulder, nuzzling my ear.
"Shiiiiinigamiiiii..." he trilled. "Scyyyyythhhhh... Moiiiii... Gaaamiiiii..."
Again, I translated pictures, this time of scampering chibits and juveniles and plush chibi-condos and beanie toys being snuggled. I drew back, turning my head to look at him.
Sweetie? Are you...?
I must have pictured a nest with eggs hatching. BabyDoll leaned into me, purring agreement.
Oh. Oh, okay. Um, yeah, that's a good occasion, I stammered. I shot Killer and Angel a dark look and got back twin stares of injured innocence.
Sure, just drop the news on me in the middle of a crowd... Little stinkers...
I began pulling dishes out of the cupboard. Okay, guys, everybody gets one helping before anyone gets seconds. And this is my plate, so no poaching.
The adults got one meatball each, the juveniles a half and the chibits a quarter, and one half, one third, and one fourth cup of rice respectively, with a generous topping of sweet and sour sauce. I set out the 2ounce Tupperware "cups", the coffee, milk, water and diet soda, and finally took my plate to eat in the recliner.
Bastante, I muttered to myself. I'm not ready for this. Could've warned me, asked first... Dammit. I looked over at BabyDoll, obviously passing out the happy news along with chunks of French bread. The little stinker almost glowed with delight, and the two responsible parties seemed to have puffed themselves up to twice their normal size.
I knew I should have taken a broom to the both of them... Still...
It would be kind of fun to have some little ones around. The cats were all long past kitten stage and even BabyDoll's early antics were retreating to once-upon-a-time. Ah, what the hell. I knew it was coming, I just wish...
BabyDoll floated across the room to pull a stall over my lap, deftly missing my empty plate.
"Moiiiii...?"
Just surprised, sweetie-pie, I murmured, stroking his hair and tucking him against me. Next time tell me before you throw the shower, okay?
He thrummed and nuzzled my collarbone. "Moiiiii loiii..."
"Kisama!"
"Omae o korosu."
We had company. They wrapped themselves protectively around BabyDoll, before turning expectant gazes my way. I threw up my hands. Of course, it's all right! Then I grabbed all three of them in a firm hug.
BabyDoll squeaked with delight, Killer bawled out his indignation and Angel growled at having his feathers rumpled.
So, I guess I'm gonna be a gramma one of these days... I figured I better give Pete a call for some practical advice on birthing chibis. Well, hatching them.
~*~
The following Monday I found BabyDoll, damp, bedraggled and asleep, in the recliner. Without Pete's warning, I might have gone neutron on his husbands. When the laying parent finishes laying the eggs, they prefer to be left alone to rest and recuperate. Or as Pete put it, "If the mate tries to get near him, he'll make him think he's been fed through a shredder. After the eggs are laid, it's papa's turn to care for them until mommie is damn good and ready to take over again." That explained BabyDoll's solitude. I bundled him up in a towel and carried him into the bathroom for a good soak in hot water. He woke up after a bit, stretched, yawned and began to play in the water.
You okay by yourself?
He nodded and sighed happily.
I looked in the nursery, only to be met by the parental glares of two alpha chibis.
Chill guys, I said quickly. I just wanted to see how many. I'm not gonna touch them.
They looked at each other, then back at me and then stepped aside so that I could see three eggs in the nest that BabyDoll had commanded. One egg was black, one egg was green and one egg was white. A duo, a heero and a wufei. My little doll had managed to make everyone happy.
Good job guys, I said to the suspicious papas. You go on back to what you're doing; I wouldn't think of bothering your nest.
They looked at each other and then grinned at me; the biggest, sloppiest, most shit-eating grins I've ever seen. Go us.
TBC...
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