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It just so happened that Esmée was done with her experiments, at least for now. When she picked them up, all they did was stink at her, and she decided that she was going to wait for Bneut to deal with their overall smelliness. That wasn't her job. Being an intellectual, she was above having clean up someone else's messes. That was Bneut's job; after all, he was a dog.

"Fernand," Esmée called to her familiar, resting herself on the chaise lounge she kept in her study. Fernand waddled over, only to be handed a sheet of paper that was carefully rolled up like an old treasure map. "Give this to Bneut."

After the painful birth, and because of the fact that he was touching those dirty things without gloves on, Esmée didn't particularly like to go near him or really talk to him at the moment. Fernand had quickly become a messenger, and while he wasn't fond of the job, he would continue to do anything to make his charge happy. So, with a groan, Fernand took the note in his beak and waddled out of the room.

Now where was that demon? ...Probably where all the crying was coming from. Fernand grumbled to himself about stupid Pae'il not getting along while he waddled towards the sound of crying, a sound that only got louder and more irritating with every step he took. Bneut wasn't very good at his job, was he?

Bubble Butt, as Esmée had so wonderfully dubbed him, was throwing a fit. When Bneut had went to pull him close, Bubble Butt stopped his characteristic bubbling. Of course, while that would seem like a good thing, it seemed to be physically hurting his skin to not have the bubbles form. He hit Bneut's chest a couple of times in an attempt to get him to let go and put him down; Bubble Butt would feed himself if he had to!

Fernand arrived in the room and all but groaned at seeing the usual mess. The penguin hung his head before waddling over to Bneut to poke him lightly with his beak; he didn't poke him in a way to hurt him, of course, just in a way to get his attention so he could hand over Esmée's note.

Alister was quiet satisfied now that his belly was full, though he gave a little wiggle when daddy set him down. He liked being held by daddy, despite this he cooed and rolled on his side, pressing his face to lisandru's cheek in a sloppy baby kiss. He'd learned it from dad, whom he seemed to like best and imitated many things fom him, though of course they were all clumsy, miscalculated movements. He'd have his motor skills down pat soon enough though, for now he liked to roll and smoosh his fat baby face into his brothers to express his affection towards them.

Alister was rather clingy to his siblings, whining and complaining whenever one was taken from him, he'd especially throw a little fit if he was the only one in the crib. He'd rather be with only one brother than be in a crib completely alone.

"brrrroooooo" He gurgled happily as he saw the penguin, he always said the same thing when he saw it, seemingly having decided that that thing was called a "broo". He liked that thing, and often times tried to touch it when he was with mommy.