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Enter Richard, Amadeo and Joshua in 'Deo's arms. Richard has a baby bag slung over his shoulder, and Joshua has his wee hands wrapped around 'Deos finger.

Come say hello to the happy family as they sit in a booth to relax and feed the bebbe baby.

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[from-topside.livejournal.com]

He looks at Richard with a roll of the eyes.

"O'Course he likes me, Dick. S'got good taste like his 'Da-"

A look to Amadeo.

"Well, one of 'em anyway. 'Sides, mate, I'm an old hand with the little ones. I was just old enough to get dragged over to help with the young'uns and just young enough not to have a good excuse to get away."

He grins and rocks Joshua gently, moving his entire body to the beat of a tune he was muttering just to the baby, and tickles gently at the tummy, which elicits another giggle.

"You've know your vampires and your bar and all that craziness and I've know babies. If that husband of yours is a curling expert, we'll be a smash at cocktail parties."

Joshua giggles again.

Gary smirks and looks to Richard.

"Already laughing at my jokes. No wonder I like him."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard rolls his eyes and Amadeo's pout is now accompanied by a whine. He holds his arms out.

"Pass him back over, Gary. It's time I got these two back to bed."

[from-topside.livejournal.com]

He passes Joshua back to Richard with...

Well, it's not a pout. Call it a pout and he'll kick you somewhere other than the shin. But...he certainly doesn't look happy.

"Just as I was getting warmed up, Dick. God, man, you're whipped."

And then he seems to realize something.

"Oh..uh...I can follow you home, now, can't I?"

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He smirks and settles Joshua back into his mummy's smaller father's arms.

"Yes, you great tosser, you can follow us home now. Come on, then."

He shoulders the baby bag then opens the door into the living room.

[from-topside.livejournal.com]

He grumbles.

"I've been sleeping in a bloody booth for the last few days, mate. Don't be calling me a tosser or I'll kick your arse, baby or no."

But he follows.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah, come talk to me after you've spent two years in the underside."

And he closes the door behind them.