Losing my mind;

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[It looks like someone is in way over their head today, bouncing two babies (one resembling a Namine, the other a Roxas with silver hair)in his lap as he sits on the ground, one standing at his side just tugging on his hair (a Roxas with pink hair), and two others (a Namine with strawberry blonde hair and green eyes and one resembling a Larxene) fighting over a the same stuffed toy, though he's surrounded with them.]

Ugh, there are twenty other toys, why do you both want the same one?

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[deleo-amicus.livejournal.com]

Hey, Roxas, Namine says she's--

[He's got a mini version of Liana in his arms, though when he sees Roxas' dilemma, he's. Staring.


... man he is so lucky to have just one.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Kill me now.

[Pink-haired baby has decided to start tugging rather hard on Roxas's spikes now, causing him to wince.]

[deleo-amicus.livejournal.com]

Funny!

[Goes Liana, happily giggling. Ven rearranges his grip on her, mouth still hanging open.]

Don't tell me these are all yours.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Glances at the Marluxia one tugging on his hair, then over at the Larxene and the one that looks like a certain Gemini.]

God, I hope not.

[dawnrise]

[...what. the. hell.]

Starting your own nursery?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at her.]

No! Can you please hold one?

[Gives her a pleading look.]

[dawnrise]

[She looks like he just asked her to squash one of them. She is so nervous with babies, but.]

...uh. Sure.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Motions to the Namine look-a-like in the bunch, nudging the baby closer.]

She's the good, little quiet one, I promise.

[dawningcoast]

Busy day?

[Asks the older Riku with a baby of her own in her arms.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[Looks up at her, then to the baby.]

Don't even think of leaving that thing here.

[He's kidding. Mostly.]

[dawningcoast]

[That's a big smirk on her face, and she pats that baby's bottom as she walks over.]

Nope, this one's mine.

[But she'll set him down to pick up one of the fussy ones. Roxas should recognize Aden's eyes.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Blink. He does. And he looks confused for a second, but another tug on his hair drags him away from that.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

...Am I going to regret even asking?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Looks up and groans.]

Probably. Can you please just. keep one or two of them busy for a second?

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

...Yeah, alright.

[But only because we're bffs. Ugh, children.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Hey, you can have the two good ones.

[Hands over the two in his lap, dragging his head sideways because of the one still clasping onto his hair.]

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[How about some more brainbreak? In the form of someone who looks like a Namine, except for the pink hair.

She's kinda, staring in shock at the many babies.]

Um, would you like some help?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Try not to stare Roxas... at least until the pink-haired baby tugs his attention away again.]

Please. Do you know anything about kids?

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Hurries over to try to stop the pink haired baby from pulling Roxas' hair out.]

I admit, I dont really have much experience with them, but I'll help however I can.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Just keep that one busy for a second, and that would be great.

[Sets the Namine-look-a-like and silver haired Roxas baby aside.]

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[oh look, you seem to have gained one more, Roxas]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[NO! NONONONONONONO! NO MORE.]

You probably don't want to be in here, Riku.

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

Yeah I do!

[in fact, he's coming right on over and plunking himself down]

You gots a lot of babies, huh?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Yeah. And they're real. So don't touch.

[boyishkeys.livejournal.com]

[ Though he's got one of his own, Sora's good with kids, so what is searching through a toy box to find another one of those stuffed toys? His son just might be helping, too. ]

Wow, you've got a pretty big family.