Of all the times....

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Don't let anybody know this.

Dot's just finding being pregnant to be a little tiring.

And not longer after polishing of 3 burgers, 2 orders of fast fries, and 2 big mugs of Ray's Green Stuff...

Our dear COMMAND.COM is fast asleep.

Shhh....

We wouldn't want to.... ...wake her now would we?

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[mendanddefend_archive]

This sprite knows better than to even consider such a thing.

He will, however, sit down close beside her and put an arm around her shoulders.

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And for his kindly actions...

He'll be having the love of his runtime snuggling up towards him sleepily.

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Bob beams and leans over to give his wife a gentle kiss on the forehead.

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"Mhmmm mrrmbble..."

She looks so....sweet when she's asleep.

Ofcourse...their little girl is making her 'hi, daddy!' calls from inside of the womb.

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(It amazes Bob that Dot can sleep through that.)

:: Shh, Mairi, your mommy's sleeping! ::

[command_dot_com]

The pings quiet down as well...

Soon enough the little alpha is in sleep mode herself.

Mom looks to be waking up though...

"Mhmmmnnhh?"

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"Hi," whispers Bob. "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

[command_dot_com]

"...Only a little." Yawn... "Mhmm...how long was I out for?"

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"Not long. Half a microsecond, maybe," says Bob. "You looked like you needed the rest."

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"Mhmm...kind of did, come to think of it." Dot replies snuggling up and hugging him. "Planning ahead for my maternity leave...only 2 minutes away..."

[mendanddefend_archive]

"...so somebody else can stress out for once," says Bob with a smirk.

[command_dot_com]

"I think I'll run through candidates once a minute..."

Probably more.

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"Only once a minute?"

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"Probably more often than that. Maybe even 2 a minute." Dot smirks back. "But it will be good training for them. Maybe I could have them rotate."

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Bob gasps in mock astonishment. "Are you implying you're going to be taking more time off from now on?"

[command_dot_com]

"Bob? You've never raised a child before. It's going to be more demanding than work."

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Bob frowns. "I figured I'd be the one taking care of her, most of the time..."

[command_dot_com]

"...Bob. What if a Game lands if I'm at work..."

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"Then Matrix or AndrAIa can handle it, can't they?"

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"Do either of them know how to care for a baby?"

...Okay. DOWN DOT, don't get growly and worried now.

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"Handle the Game, not handle the baby," Bob snaps back. "But even so, they should learn how to take care of a kid, shouldn't they?"

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"They can take a basic babysitting course at the YSLA, before they start babysitting for Mairi."

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"So have them go now so they can help once Mairi's born! Sheesh, I thought you were the one who was supposed to be good at planning ahead..."

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...Bob. Your wife is growling.

Is now, when she is tired and grumpy a good time to be arguing with Dot?

"I'll ask them next I see them."

[superplumber.livejournal.com]

Of course not!

Except this Mario has no sense of decorum, and has therefore jumped on the place where Dot sleeps.

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!!!

What the FRAGGING WEB IS--

Well Dot's certainly awake NOW.

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Mario keeps jumping on the couch, perhaps to see what else will happen.

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Here's what's going to happen.

Dot is going to expand her handy dandy little PDA to the size of a boogie board and *SMACK!* Mario with it hard enough to send him flying.

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Mario doesn't fly, he...

Dies.

If you want to see him fly, please wait until he is upgraded to a newer game.

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Dot's just going to hide her PDA now and pretend nothing ever happened.

That includes settling back into the couch to sleep again.