Valen POV

We were finally going home, and I was beside myself with panic and I think that this was the slowest I had ever driven in my life. Cars were honking their horns behind me, and I glared at the driver in my mirror. Does he not see the baby on board sticker? 

“Valen 50kms is already too slow for this strip. You’re doing 20 under,” Everly hisses at me as cars overtake me. 

“We have fragile cargo in the car. What if their little heads wobble?” Just saying that has me reduce my speed more. It wasn’t worth the risk! 

“We are more likely to get hit with you going this slow,” Everly scolds, and I sigh. 

“I’m serious, Valen. Speed up or let me drive. They’re more durable than you think,” 

“They are newborns!” I catch Everly rolling her eyes.

“I get this is your first newborn, and you want to wrap them in cotton wool, but seriously, they are durable, geez. Valarian fell off the bed once, screamed his damn head off, but he is perfectly fine,” 

“You dropped him off the bed?” I ask, horrified. 

“No! Of course not! He rolled off. Damn near had a heart attack.” She laughs. 

“Why are you laughing?” I asked, outraged. She was not holding them if she was going to be dropping them. 

“Nothing. Just something your mother said when she raced to our room because I was screaming like a banshee thinking I killed him.”

“What did she say?” I asked, curious. 

what happened, and her reply was. He’s screaming. He’s fine. It’s when they don’t make noise that you worry.” I raise

was

old.Don’t even get me started on how many times I smacked the kids head on the door frame lifting him into his car seat. He turned out perfectly fine.” she states while

has OCD.See what dropping him did?” Everly sighs

from. I bet the entire house

genetic,” I

would debate otherwise,” she

I don’t have OCD,”

the entire place?”

not!” I tell her, opening the mind-link. She shakes her head and peers out

fit everyone in the car. “All the baby proofing stuff, hide it. Undo it. I need

you do have OCD,” Marcus replies and I bite back the urge to

 “No, I don’t! Just do as I ask, damn it.

and

tell me the names you picked?” Everly asks,

and she hisses, clutching her stomach as she

says as I pull into

the door open. Now, to master these capsules, they were a real bitch to get in. I had to get my father to show me, who was just as useless, and he then enlisted John to help, but

plucks a capsule out, then the middle one while I was still struggling to

the handle. The red button on the side and

am squeezing and pressing.It’s faulty.” I tell her, becoming flustered. Everly clicks her tongue and walks around to my side, one baby capsule in each hand. She sets them down and pushes me out of the way with her hip. I glare

was just showing

the hang of it,” she says, walking toward the elevator while I grab the baby bags. Man, these tiny creatures owned some shit. I felt like a mule carting it all up. When the elevator doors open, Marcus opens the mind-link as I step inside. “How do I get the toilet things off? I can’t even open the lid,” Marcus tells me. “What? How am I supposed to know?

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