Kuntel: Well... I don't know... I guess... but it feels like cheating. *He looks at Baby Ezri, then kisses her forehead again.* OOC: If you want Ezri to be the heir, go ahead and have her say it, if not, Misty or Jakob will be fine.
TRIBBLE: *Cute gurgling.* Kuntel: Did you molecularly disassemble your sister's sock* TRIBBLE: *Cure gurgling.* Kuntel: Don't try to cute your way out of this, little man! *TRIBBLE reaches for his mama.*
*Kuntel looks around.* Kuntel: Huh... it's... no where... *He looks at TRIBBLE, who, despite being barely days old, seems to smile a big cheesy grin, not suspiscious at all.*
*A sudden ominous feeling overcomes Zach, as if he was being... watched...* *** *Baby TRIBBLE smiles and reaches for his mama.* Kuntel: I still can't believe how cute they are...