Humanity Persists

They can be as jealous as they want, if it means you get some damn sleep.

Wonder if I could get Cain to put your doorknob in backwards for a day so I can lock you in your room. I should go ask.

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Locking someone in's a hazard. But I -could- put in one or two of those locking baby gates. Then you can hear her scream if aliens invade, or whatever crisis we're having this week. I think we've got a couple of those from people getting pet dogs.

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Hear that, Maddie? Baby gates. You won't make me resort to the baby gates, will you?

(If I wind up needing to take you up on it, Cain, I'll owe you a drink.)

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hands over ears* Lalala I'm not listening!

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Now you're acting like you want me to resort to the baby gates. Is there something you aren't telling me?

And why am I doing this here? I'm going to come nag you in person. It's more fun.

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Nothing. Except maybe three too many coffees today. And donuts. Lots of donuts. Haroun is a nice man who brings donuts.

More fun for you, maybe. Not for me. You make that face at me and then I feel all guilty. ;)

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Haroun's donuts are worth nothing. If you leave them unattended, they'll gleefully rush off to try and drown themselves, and try to pick up dates in your medlab instead of hacking the water up like a sane person.

Did I say it was gonna be fun for you? There in a minute, sleeping beauty.

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Okay, who's the sleep deprived one here, me or you? *snickers*

Be prepared for a cushion barrage, then. See if you can't give me the look then.

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They're a -real- pain to try to get undone from the wrong side too.

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Since when do baby gates stop anyone over the height of two feet? All I have to do is step over the damn thing. Or pick the lock, but that would involve some of my Super Sekrit FBI training that's rusting away in the back of my head...

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That's why two of them. Three if I gotta. Hell, one should slow you down long enough for Cecilia to make sure you go get some sleep.

Or at least provide the rest of us some laughs.

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No fair taking advantage of the poor helpless human doctor who works her fingers to the bone making sure you're all healthy... Besides, I'd think of something. Used to be quite the escapologist as a kid, drove Mom nuts.

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Baby gates on the windows, too. Hmm.

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You keep saying that, Bonefingers, I'll keep looking for the baby gates.

Course, not like I need doctoring much, so I'm just in this because its damned funny.

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