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So. Matrix has been a father for two-and-a-half seconds now.

Just long enough for the seeds of understanding what parenthood actually entails, I think.


Let's check in to see what our happy couple-now-trio is up to, okay? :]

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For no reason that the Game sprite can figure out, her daughter's wailing reaches a new level of volume and urgency while Matrix searches the bedroom.

AndrAIa, for her part, continues to bounce-step the length of their living room, rubbing circles into her daughter's back and trying to will the small alpha to calm down.

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The bedroom that, despite not being adjacent to the bedroom of anyone else's unit [there's a bathroom on the other side of the wall] is still being pounded against on the opposite side by their neighbour.

Who is being shouted at with an "I'm trying, Mr Sounders!", which cannot do wonders for his poor daughter's efforts to quieten down.

"Here, Ana," Matrix says, doing something unthinkable and praying that it will work. "Look at the blocks!"

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For a brief, hopeful second, it looks like that's going to work; the crying stops abruptly and Ana watches her father dangle the cubes in front of her.

A few, treasured nanos pass in silence, and Ana starts to wail again, little hand reaching out and knocking away the block...straight into her father's face.

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Maybe he's going to regret that she got her strength from him. "Maybe" might even be now.

Wincing but otherwise not reacting to being smacked with blocks [he's not cursing, thank code], he says, "Different toy then."

Back to the bedroom we go.

Maybe Number Two will come out from its hiding place.

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"Oh no you don't," AndrAIa calls after him, possibly a bit louder than necessary with the ringing in her ears. "It's your turn to hold her now."

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AndrAIa go deaf? That impossible!

"Uh. OK."

Not wanting to argue with the mother on this.

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AndrAIa hands her daughter to Matrix, ready to sprint to the [quieter] safety of the bedroom when the crying stops again, Ana staring up at her father while she grasps tightly onto his finger.

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Matrix's face is pretty much an .________.;;; face.

[The icon isn't accurate, but it's the only useable one at the moment.]

Was that what she wanted all along? A finger to hold onto?

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A finger and...Ana's face scrunches up in discomfort, and for a horrifying moment, it looks like she's about to start up again, then...

BRRAAAAP

She belches with enough volume to make her father proud, and promptly sets to settling happily in his arms.

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The Rule Against Rude doesn't apply to little girls who don't yet know better.

Nor does it stop dads from laughing a little.

"Hey, I think it worked!"

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"Oh thank Code," AndrAIa replies with a happy sigh as she returns to Matrix's side, watching as their daughter's eyes drift closed.

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Matrix, enjoying the silence while it lasts, feels like he's just earned himself some parenting EXP for this.

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AndrAIa sighs again, rubbing tiredly at her eyes as she enjoys she silence herself.

"I...think I'm going to go lie down, try to get some sleep while she's still settled."

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While AndrAIa does that, Matrix is going to keep giving his little girl whatever finger fascinates her the most at any given moment.

Variety might keep her entertained long enough for one of them to get some shuteye.