Do You Wanna Leave or Something?

Butcher lay limp on the bed, "I don't know but the attack had already started. The score is Babies 1, Papa 0."

Reve continued patting Butcher's leg, wondering why he wasn't moving.

Butcher groaned, "I love you guys but you're already wearing me out."

Reve held her hands out to Mikey again, giggling as things fell.

Butcher pulled himself together and sat up to take Josie into his arms, "It's okay sweetie."

Reve's face scrunched up when she heard her sister's cry.

"It's Josie," Butcher picked Nils up with one arm. "So we know what they all do now... except you Reve. If you'd keep it to yourself for awhile Papa would be grateful."

Reve looked around, growing bored. "Nwheeeeee!" She squealed, holding her arms out to Mikey. She sneezed then blinked at him.

"Please Josie? Nils hasn't doing anything to you, except say you have cooties," Butcher pleaded.

"Do they have colds?" Butcher picked Reve up and rewrapped the towel around her, keeping a firm hold on Josie. She looked at Nils and scrunched her face up, not liking the crying.

Butcher put Reve and Josie back down next to Tamsin and sat back down to watch the five children.

"Too much excitement for you two?" Butcher petted Zeke's hair and put out the fire on Chester's ear just so it wouldn't spread. Reve bit into his leg then sat back confused when it didn't taste right. "Ow."

"Good to have you back, kid," Butcher petted Nils' hair. "You two are going to be grumpy aren't you?" He turned his attention back to Zeke and Chester.

"They're making fun of me already aren't they?" Butcher asked Nils, pouting.

Butcher smiled softly, cuddling Nils, "Papa loves Nils."

"No cooties," Butcher chuckled, kissing Nils' forehead and facing him towards the three hatched little girls. "They're nice. See?"

Butcher moved Nils away from Josie. "Okay... I can see there are going to be problems.