Baby mama is passed out with a baby on his chest. Sleepy family hours.

He's just really glad Jedidiah stopped being so fussy and stopped yelling all the time.

Mm. Alright then, nevermind.

|| I feel like crying my headache won't go away 😭😭😭

Tiny grunt. Small whine. He was taking a nap. "Yeah?" He asked with a small yawn.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, stretching as he tried to decipher it all. "A trip? Where to?" He asked as he got out of bed.

His baby doesn't hurt anymore. His husband doesn't hate him. All is right in his world.

uwu

False.

|| hey Twitter? Hi, yes, it'd be real fucking awesome if you fucking notified me when I had a goddamn notification of any kind

He is happier with Asmo.

"Jedidiah smacked me with whipped cream earlier so... There's that."

No whipped cream for Asmo then.

Then why'd he ask for cream?

. . .what kind of analogy mixed innuendo. . .

Like Asmo's dick—

Not wrong, though.

How else were they supposed to make a kid? But Asmo doesn't seem to be complaining about Mal being a pervert.

Good. Because he'd be a bit sad otherwise.

Malphas is,,, not having a good time.