(no subject)

[scienceexplains.livejournal.com]

The baby's finally asleep - all it took was a bottle, a few Cole Porter songs, and about six hundred laps around the living room. I'm pleased to report, however, that no chemical sleep aids were required, and narrowly averting a potential case of infantile alcohol poisoning also means more beer for me. I think I've earned one.

Ishmael is guarding the cradle, and an onlooker who had no knowledge of the surrounding circumstances - that this child is not mine, that he is one of humanity's last chances of survival - might mistake this for a cozy domestic scene.

[Filter: Angel, Cordelia Chase]

It would seem that this experiment does not involve any sort of daycare, and God knows I can't leave Luke here with my roommate tomorrow. Would it be all right if I brought him into work?

Comments

[Filter: Scully]

[disparages]

Nah. I went to my old apartment and checked, since that's like my official place of residence, but no baby. Just a lot of bills. I mean, I guess my old roommate could have taken it for a walk or something, but that would mean he was replaced with his evil- or actually, his good twin.

[Filter: Cordelia]

[scienceexplains.livejournal.com]

You never know, maybe Mr. Dalton has unplumbed depths of paternal feeling.

[Filter: Scully]

[disparages]

Yeah, right.