At this time, Althea was lounging in her living room, bonding with the children.
"You grow up so quickly…" Althea mumbled as she rolled her babies on the cot. Clearly only a month old, but they were already on the verge of crawling. (Well, if dragging one's little butt to move counted as crawling).
"Hnghbgmm…" Little Pepper mumbled, her clear blue eyes looking at her, while Little Meatball drooled all over.
"Ghamnnngh…" Meatball drooled so much some started to flow to where Pepper was.
Little Pepper felt the wetness and her face scrunched, rolled over, dragging her body—almost crawling—stomach down.
Althea giggled.
She leaned down to place kisses on the two babies and pondered whether to guide them on their crawling journey or let nature take its turn.
Before she did so however, a blaring alarm sounded around the whole territory, followed by vibration of the walls getting hit.
