zubatopia | Salvation Meme!

[ ....True. Well, if that's what baby wants, there's no point in Michiru standing here holding her out like that. Haruka accepts Minuet, holding her securely but giving her ample access to the shiny button. If it weren't a choking hazard, kiddo, she'd let you keep it. ]

Good thing we haven't put up any tinsel.

[ She has a feeling it wouldn't have stayed up for long. ]

[baby seems to be the epitome of contentment, at least for the next five minutes.

Michiru just smiles at the scene.] The relatively more festive leaves don't count?

[probably thanks to a couple of Pokemon.]

[ Haruka doesn't know where Natto is finding fresh leaves in the dead of winter, but she also can't say it's surprising. ] Too pedestrian.

[ You're a discerning baby, aren't you? Just like your mommy. She twists her wrist for maximum sparkly. ]

[baby trills in delight and continues her game of trying to catch the shiny thing!]

Are you saying you want to decorate? [how domestic. Not that she isn't up for it if you are.

At least they don't know about the pending addition of a kitten to the household.]

Easy... [ Haruka knows where this might head. A few gewgaws turns into decking the halls - for something seasonal that's only around for a short time - and then she's asked to reach tall places and hang things from the ceiling and open tightly-screwed jars. All of which she will happily do once resigned to the task, but for now she's more uncertain whether Michiru wants to decorate or not.

They're reaching a point in the hallway where Natto has procured one of the pink flowers from the Flower Grove. He has decorated it with a sprig of mistletoe and managed to get it to the ceiling all by himself thanks to the "orange Pidgey". Haruka, watching baby play, doesn't see it coming. ]

[~~fetch, Haruka.~~

She'd have more reason to decorate if the child was around to enjoy it, though she suspects the more exciteable Pokemon would be delighted.

And that's a tug on your (other) sleeve.]

Look up.

[as if they needed any more excuses to lick faces, Natto.]

[ Natto thought it was pretty....He hung it up there because it'd be bad if one of the babies ate it! He's thoughtful like that.

Haruka flicks a glance at the ceiling, then chuckles. Here's another one-armed hold, baby. But that means the button is right here! Next to your face!

She stretches her newly-freed arm out to Michiru. ] What a dangerous hallway.

[ There's all these horrid pitfalls. Whatever will she do. ]

[!!! Baby trills excitedly at the sudden gratification of all her desires (at this very moment) and happily grabs onto the shininess before it disappears!]

Quite unexpected. [and well, she's sliding into the curve of your arm]

[ Happy Salvation, baby. Never say Haruka doesn't do anything for you.

Just don't say it right now, though. She's kissing Mommy, holding her every bit as tightly. ]

[mm. A corner of her mind has to admit that these heels are rather nice, but really. That's not what she's thinking of right now.

Baby continues to burble happily to herself, completely unaware of anything that's going on above her.]

[ Good baby. Stay that way.

Haruka is beginning to not care that they had someplace to go. If she's going to do this mistletoe thing, she's doing it properly.

When the kiss finally ends, she barely withdraws her head. ] Silly tradition.

[ Maybe they should go find some more. ]

Silly? [that's a fond look - and a hand reaching up to brush a spot of glitter off your cheek.] Should I be asking for my kiss back?

[ Don't be against the spirit of the season, Michiru. That's Haruka's (insincere) job. She grins. ] We should try this someplace less disruptive.

[ No refunds accepted. ]

[heh. Evasive.] I wouldn't object to that.

[before baby decides to see if she can chew on that button]

[ Maybe Natto would be willing to sew a bunch of shiny buttons onto a curtain for baby. They can drape it above her bed.

A kiss for Michiru's forehead - thanks to the boots, it's easier to reach than the top of her head - and she's heading down the hallway again, partner presumably in tow. Hopefully there will be somemon in the nursery who can look after the baby. If not, well, they know where Lulu is. ]

[that's...an odd flip flopping in her stomach. She takes a breath and leans into you, though she can't quite hide that small smile.

She's supposed to be immune to those gestures, right?]

[ Every time you make fun of her Haruka gets a weird fuzzy feeling in her heart, so what goes around comes around. And gets cuddled while it's at it, too.

She pokes her head in the room where most of the Pokémon sleep, grinning like a lovesick idiot (how odd). ] Anybody home?

[ Vulpix is here, apparently. She raises her head to see what the humans want. That's the only one of Haruka's Pokémon, though... ]

[Martelé's there! ~~That weird dream thing happened long ago enough for her to ignore any weird implications and to focus on trying to annoy the Princess when she can.~~ She hops out of her claimed bed to say hi to her Trainer.

Michiru gives her Pokemon a smile and then turns to bribe baby into letting go of the button. Whose plush Rhyhorn is this...?]

...Pri!!

[ Haruka loosens her grip on the Togepi to let Mommy take baby wherever she pleases. She'll stick her hands in her pockets as soon as they're free, too - best to eliminate temptation.

She smiles at both Pokémon. This is an odd combination but it'll have to do. ] She'll be here with you guys for a while. We're counting on you.

[ Trainer, Vulpix is immune to that wink. Immune, she says.

....yet since she has nothing better to do and she'd definitely rather not leave any important business to that Blue Barbarian, she supposes she'll stretch and rise to her feet. How hard can looking after the baby be? ] Vul.

It should be close to naptime. [so it shouldn't be too difficult. Presumably.

Michiru places baby on the floor, who immediately starts waddling towards the blue thing while dragging her toy along. It's the blue thing she recognizes! Hi!]

Va! [yeah, she can totes take care of this. She's done this a gazillion times!

There's a bit of a sidelong glance at the Princess, even if her words are ostensibly addressed to her Trainer.]

Pix. [ Oh, you're experienced? All the better. You can supervise the infant, and Vulpix will supervise you.

Vulpix stretches. Haruka watches baby toddle towards Martelé and begins to back towards the door. Quietly, now. Quietly..... ]

[there's a visible pause as Martelé processes those words.]

Vaporeon! [w-whatever! You'll just do a bad job and lose the egg or something.

Michiru watches until Minuet seems distracted enough before she slowly heads out the door too.]

Vul vul. [ What, has that happened to you before? That must have been embarrassing. No wonder you're concerned.

Haruka eases the door shut, trying not to make a sound. ] ...They'll manage.

[ Vulpix's bark is worse than her bite. She'll look after the baby - particularly if she thinks Martelé is doing it wrong, but. It's still childcare. ]

Eon! [Martelé gets up, ruff expanding as she glares daggers at Passion.]

Vapo - [whatever scathing and absolutely witty comment she was going to make ~~("Oh yeah? Your face!!!")~~ apparently got interrupted by a small, sad Togepi cry.

Uh oh. Martelé deflates immediately and attempts a smile. Oh no. Baby's eyes get even wider.]

I hope so. [Michiru is still glancing back at the closed door. Did she hear something...?]

[ Haruka hopes not. The hand around her partner presses on Michiru's back, but she doesn't want to steer Michiru away too quickly. Don't cry, baby, she silently pleads. Don't cry as soon as they leave you alone.

Vulpix doesn't appear to be savoring this victory (that would be beneath her), but instead stands up and walks in a circle around baby, curls and tail bobbing as she assesses the mounting catastrophe. Hm. Experience isn't, apparently, everything.

Her muzzle dips daintily towards Minuet's face, licking baby's cheek. There, there. ] Vulpix.

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