Vincent had found where he belonged.
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KnotMyProblem:Damn, xV, you make some good-looking babies. Look at those squish faces. So… placental.
TeenDad2: Eww! Knot!
LoveHarley: Knot, I keep trying to imagine what you mean by a baby’s face looking placental. Definitely not getting it. Do you know what a placenta looks like?
KnotMyProblem: I stand by my earlier statement.
Gwynning: Congratulations, @xVerity, they’re gorgeous. Healthy and happy?
Vincent glanced at Mal, who’d fallen asleep on the couch, the babies snuggled on his chest.
xVerity: Very. And they’re far from placental, I’ll have you know, @KnotMyProblem. Mal saved his placentas. We have two. I could have one overnighted to you, so you could see for yourself…
KnotMyProblem: And this is where I leave the planet. Goodbye, Earth. You guys can come visit me on Mars at your convenience. Warning: no delivery service up there, and placentas are forbidden.
TeenDad2: omg have we finally found something to tease Knot about?
TeenDad2: What’s wrong with a silky placenta, Knot? You afraid of a little iron?
KnotMyProblem: Are you actually insane? Do you know where placentas even come from? No way I’m having anything to do with one.
xVerity: You know, the purpose of an omega’s slick is twofold. Not only will it lubricate the anal walls for ease of passage, but it also has surprisingly effective antiseptic properties that flush harmful bacteria and other matter.
KnotMyProblem: Other matter. Oh my god, xV.
Gwynning: So Knot could, hypothetically, ingest the placenta with no negative effects?
KnotMyProblem: OH MY GOD GWYNN
xVerity: Totally. Consumption of the placenta is actually recommended.
KnotMyProblem: I AM LEAVING FOREVER. GOODBYE.
KnotMyProblem logged out of the chat. Vincent pressed a hand over his mouth, holding back a laugh.
Gwynning: Wow, haha. We chased him away.
LoveHarley: How the mighty have fallen.
LoveHarley: Who would’ve thought a little placenta could be so powerful. Who’s the one who makes the auto-bots? Gwynn? xV? Both of you are super smart. Someone should make a placenta-bot. It can post pictures of placentas whenever Knot types ‘hungry.’
TeenDad2: lmfao!!! I’m dying Harley. Omg. Can someone do this?
Gwynning: It’s come to a point where I have to decide whether to use my powers for good, or for evil. Hmm…
TeenDad2: Choose evil!
Gwynning: Says the mastermind behind Operation: Glitterbomb
TeenDad2: In my defense, that was payback for Alex’s evil mastermind strike against my living room.
Gwynning: Details…
While the Single Dads chatted, Vincent reclined against his corner of the couch, surveying Mal and the twins as they slept. Mal was laid out flat across the cushions, his legs rested on Vincent’s thighs. Both babies slept peacefully, although every now and then, Isaac kicked a leg and nudged Charlotte. It had been a hectic twenty-four hours between getting Mal home from the hospital, getting Nikki to and from school, and finding time to sleep, but Vincent wouldn’t trade it for anything.
