#thinking that Lucky figures out his crush on edgar WAY earlier than edgar himself

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Just thought of the cutest edlucky au ever...heads up that im basing this off of my own country's school system 👍👍👍

Ella on her first day as a 1st grader after being homeschooled, SUPER nervous, only to run into 3rd grader: Lucky

She got lost and somehow stumbled into their floor, looking for Edgar, and Lucky was the one who found her. He helped her get back to her classroom but it took two teachers for them to pry her off of Lucky's leg/lh

When Ella gets back home, she immediately starts rambling about her day to Edgar, telling him of the "super cool and super nice!!" Lucky who guided her back to her class

Edgar worries over her for a bit, and gets a bit jealous because IM HER BIG BROTHER!!! He may or may not have delusionized himself into thinking that Lucky was only helpful to Ella because she was a Valden/lh

Ella meets Lucky again the next week in the library, and they hit it off! Ella really likes poking and counting the freckles on Lucky's face, and sometimes she goes all the way to Lucky's classroom just to get her hair done. Lucky helps her in subjects she struggles with in return and suggests books in the library for her to read

Something something cute slice of life kid edlucky...Edgar using Ella as an excuse to visit Lucky's class and NO he does not like him!! He's probably only associating with them because theyre Valdens!!

Which is why he needs to get closer to him and create a portrait of Lucky for his birthday...this will definitely make them closer....totally...

Them growing up together, practically attached to the hip, yet they dont realize their feelings for each other. ELLA figured it out first and she's sick of them and sick of Edgar continuously asking her when's their next study session with Lucky so he can "accompany" her (He's going to end up staying and listen to Lucky speak like it's the most interesting thing in the world) (He's talking about circles)

From 3rd grade all the way up to FUCKING HIGHSCHOOL. Ella's in 8th grade and theyre in 10, but THEY STILL HAVENT GOTTEN THEIR SHIT TOGETHER

8 years together and you'd think that Lucky finally realizes that his feelings are reciprocated whenever Edgar flirts with him ("That drawing looks absolutely horrendous. You're better off sitting still and looking pretty as my muse so that your beauty doesn't go to waste like your skills." "What" "What").

EVEN WORSE, Edgar thinks that him and Ella being Valdens is one of the reasons why Lucky is still sticking around, their hangouts just being a fun bonus. SICKENING. YOU HAVE HAD MORE THAN 40 SLEEPOVERS WITH HIM AND SLEPT ON THE SAME BED CUDDLING. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER.

Edgar is forced to finally acknowledge his feelings when Lucky reveals that he's moving to a different school for senior high, which means he'll also have to move away. But the big question: does he ACT on them before it's too late?

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Got any Mr. Pigeon 72 fix-its?

Nothing written exactly, but for sure, I’d change the episode so that it’s actually about Marinette’s character. A power-up and suit change like this should warrant the episode basically being all about Marinette, but considering the stupid rule about Aaaaadrien, fine, watch me get them to the damn swimming pool and talk about Adrien without any actual focus on him.

This is also a semi-continuation of the original “Mr. Pigeon” in terms of involving Marinette’s future fashion goals in someway, even if it’s more subtle, while also following up on her goal in “Gang of Secrets” of not focusing on love.

The beginning of the episode is mostly fine but no friggin’ Adrien pictures are needed. Not only does it break continuity (remember how Marinette had no Adrien pictures at all during basically all of Season 3? how is this season making me miss Season 3???), but it’s not like Alya can’t think of Adrien with or without any sort of prompting.

Alya still brings up the Adrimi break-up and Marinette still goes to comfort Kagami, who - and this is important - is happy to be checked on even though she’s over Adrien. (Like, really, why does the narrative and Alya essentially roll their eyes at Marinette for being worried about Kagami??)

Marinette still plans on taking Kagami to the pool, but neither know that Adrien is there. On their way, they see Xavier Ramier pacing on the sidewalk, seeming to be talking to a pigeon perched on his arm. Marinette and Kagami glance at each other, Kagami not knowing who the guy is and being generally uninterested. Marinette decides to approach, asking him what’s wrong, and Xavier explains that he has to help with a commercial for Adrien Agreste. Kagami sours at the name, mumbling about how Adrien is everywhere, but Marinette is intrigued; she’d been so busy that she hadn’t even heard about this (which really shows how much she’s overworked herself; something Adrien-related would probably be all over the news).

Xavier expresses that he’s nervous because he has a lot riding on this; Bob promised to talk to the mayor about making a pigeon sanctuary, and that’s his dream. Still, he tries to calm himself down, afraid of getting akumatized again and burdening Ladybug. Marinette falters at this, feeling bad and remembering how many times he’s been akumatized, then makes a comment about how it’s not his fault, it’s Ladybug’s for not finding a way to stop this. Xavier is caught off-guard, but defends Ladybug (much to Marinette’s surprise). He compares Ladybug to his best friend, the pigeon Edgar, who took a while to fly for the first time but is now the most intelligent and talented of all the pigeons. He adds that it’s not Ladybug’s fault that he gets akumatized; it’s the akumatized person’s fault.

This solves a big problem in the episode, which is that it allows Ladybug to downplay her abilities without making any argument against it, essentially saying that she’s not good enough and it’s all her fault.

Anyway, Marinette is comforted by the words and Xavier invites them along to the commercial showing since they were nice to him (bonus if some of the pigeons like Marinette and that’s another reason, double bonus if they also like Ladybug), seeing that they were on their way to the pool and they could always swim after the filming. Marinette and Kagami are pretty sure that’s not allowed but hey, they get to swim just by themselves and that’s cool. Kagami does get a bit of a jab in at Marinette for being “too soft” and helping strangers, but it’s a fond jab and not a malicious one.

Gorilla lets them in, but Marinette and Kagami keep their distance, partially so as to not interrupt and also because Kagami doesn’t want to talk to Adrien (Adrien awkwardly waves but Kagami ignores him). This leads to a conversation about the break-up, with Marinette talking about how “love is crazy and you’re not supposed to think about it,” but Kagami tells her that that’s exactly the problem; she was so focused on getting Adrien that it blinded her and caused her to just get more hurt when Adrien disappointed her. She also looks at Marinette, pained, and vulnerably admits that the thing that she regrets most is that Adrien damaged their relationship before they became friends.

Marinette reflects on this. When she thinks about it, her “dream” had been to have a house, three kids, and a hamster (referencing back to what Alya said before), but that depends on... well, depending on someone else; a romantic interest. She eyes Xavier, seeing him work so hard with his pigeons to try and achieve his own dream, and wonders how much time she’s spent on trying (and failing) to get Adrien’s attention. It unnerves her and it takes a grab of her arm from Kagami (a little too rough but it got the job done) to snap her out of it.

Basically, her dream should be about her and what she wants to do, yet she’s been relying on someone else for it.

(For the Lukanette lovers out there, yes, this could hypothetically be the moment where she realizes that things weren’t “all about the crush” when it came to Luka, as Luka wasn’t a vacuum that sucked up all available attention to himself.)

The episode plays out as normal, though obviously with just general shenanigans between Bob, Xavier, and Adrien that causes them to mess up without Marinette doing anything. Xavier does his job perfectly but Bob is demanding and tends to shout and mishandle the birds, which causes them to be startled, Adrien’s allergy not helping matters. When Xavier inevitably gets akumatized (bonus if Kagami, inspired by Marinette’s efforts, tries to go after him for some tough love rather than Marinette trying to comfort him), the hero stuff works out the same with the exception that Alya hasn’t figured something out with the grimoire, only that she has a hunch/lead on something but hasn’t connected the dots yet.

Cut to the end of the fight, where Rena Rouge goes up to Ladybug to show her the grimoire pages. She talks about the ladybugs and points to a few particular pages that have objects that aren’t in Ladybug’s arsenal, and she feels like it means something. Ladybug is skeptical, saying that she’s already seen those pages and can’t make sense of them, because said objects seem to be different/better/worse based on the particular Ladybug, and thus there’s no pattern to it.

Then, it clicks with her; the ladybug is the miraculous of Creation, and some are better at creating than others. She’d always been locked on one thing at once, like being just class representative or just someone who pursues Adrien, but she’s so much more than that and also a lot of things at once, and she was so focused on being “a guardian who needs to figure out the grimoire” that she forgot that she was also Ladybug, and a creative Ladybug who has figured out the strangest lucky charms over and over again. The reason all those objects are different in the grimoire is because the ladybug can make them and the ladybug is only limited by their creativity.

Cue Charm Bug transformation, along with Ladybug creating the magical charm to give to Xavier. The transformation is also more narratively appropriate, as Ladybug throws her arms back when her pigtails get longer, which could be seen as her “spreading her wings.”

After Adrien leaves, Marinette watches the car go and comments to Kagami that she too is sad that they hadn’t become friends earlier. She adds that she also decided not to focus on love anymore, and thanks Kagami for helping her in that. She pulls out her sketchpad from her bag and talks about her dream of becoming a fashion designer, leading Kagami to decide to tell Marinette about the fact that she draws.

The episode ends as the two as seen inside Tomoe’s car, drawing together and talking about each other’s abilities, both clearly happy with where they are right now.

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It Takes a Village, Chapter 11/12

Yandere wanders away from his babysitter for the day after a squirrel, leading him to who else but King of the Squirrels.

This is probably exactly what you expect XD

Tags: @tired-eldritchhorror​ @peribloke​ (ask to be tagged!)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10

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After the disaster that happened last time Wilford babysat Yandere, he’s surprised he’s allowed to watch him again at all. But today is lucky–for himself, that is, but unlucky for Dark (working), Chrome (charging) and Dr. Iplier (performing surgery on Bim, who managed to fall off the catwalk and wreck his leg). None of them can spare an eye to watch over Yandere today, so Dr. Iplier and Dark reluctantly entrusted Yandere to Wilford, but not without threatening him with a fate worse than death if he screwed up again.

Not that that means much to Wilford. Dropping an ice cream cone is a fate worse than death in Wilford’s book. At least if he dies he’ll come back; that ice cream is gone forever. But he figures he ought to listen and do better this time, if for no one but Yandere at least.

Wilford, though, hadn’t realized that babies were so slippery. He looks away for one moment (alright, maybe two, or several, or a couple minutes), and when he looks back, Yandere is gone.

“Bullocks,” he mutters, “Where’d you go, you slimy rascal?”

Yandere, already down the hall, is too far away to hear him. But even if he wasn’t, he probably wouldn’t answer anyway. He’s too busy crawling, chasing something.

A squirrel is scurrying up ahead of him, stopping every so often to adjust the acorn in its mouth, or take a nibble of it, or scratch an itch. Really, the stopping seems superfluous; anyone watching would say that the squirrel is only doing it to bait Yandere, who continues to chase the tiny beast with the unshakable determination that only babies seem to have. Yandere doesn’t think about any of that, only of catching the squirrel to pet its fluffy tail, which curls into an inviting question mark every time it sits. Several times, Yandere gets close, only for the squirrel to bound a few more feet away. When Yandere follows, the cycle repeats. Everyone must be busy today, because no one is in the hall to see Yandere’s pursuit of the squirrel.

Eventually, Yandere makes it down one of the stairwells, following the squirrel into the second floor. The squirrel seems much closer now; every time it trots away, it seems to shorten the distance between stops or let Yandere get closer to touching it. Yandere, though quite frustrated by now, is also desperately excited and eager to finally pet the elusive creature. It’s stopped again now, sitting there cleaning itself, pulling that pretty tail through its mouth to clean. Yandere’s so close now, so close to being able to put his hands in all that fluff, just a little further–

The squirrel suddenly leaps away just as Yandere’s hand it about to touch its back, but instead of going forward, it goes up, up someone’s leg, over their back, settling on their shoulders. Yandere had been so focused on the squirrel that he hadn’t noticed that he wasn’t the only person in the hall. The other person is concentrating, too, on the dozen or so squirrels crowded around, and on speaking to yet another person in front of him. The squirrel on his shoulder chitters in his ear, and the person turns.

“Agnes, what–” King of the Squirrels says as he turns to face Yandere. He blinks down at him. Yandere blinks back. “Um, hello.” Yandere reaches up towards the squirrel, Agnes.

“Wanna pet!” Yandere cries, making grabby hands.

“Is that Yandereplier?” asks the other person, Ed Edgar. His hat, full of tiny holes, is in his hand instead of on his head. “The heck’s he doin’ here??”

“I think Agnes lured him here, the little devil,” King muses as he kneels down to Yandere, shooting Agnes a look. Agnes doesn’t seem sorry.

“Well, I already got in trouble for tryna take care of him once,” Ed huffs, “I ain’t doin’ it again.” He looks around at the other squirrels in annoyance. “This ain’t over, ya varmints.”

“Hey, don’t call them that!” King yells, but Ed is already leaving. He sighs and rolls his eyes. “Don’t mind him; he’s just grumpy,” he tells the squirrels, before looking back to Yandere.

“Pet!” Yandere shouts, reaching for Agnes with renewed vigor. Agnes remains seated on King’s shoulder, unruffled. The other squirrels begin to crowd around the scene, chirping to each other, but Yandere doesn’t seem to notice.

“No, Yandere, you can’t pet Agnes,” King says, “She doesn’t like to be pet, she just likes to cause trouble.”

“No pet?” Yandere asks, suddenly subdued. He lowers his arms and his excited smile fades.

“No pet,” King says.

Yandere’s lip wobbles and his eyes fill with tears in the same moment King realizes he should not have said that, or at least said it a bit nicer.

“Oh no, don’t cry!” King exclaims. He reaches out to pick Yandere up. His hands hover for a moment, unsure of how to go about this. It can’t be too hard to hold a baby, can it? He already knows how to handle baby squirrels. He picks up Yandere as he starts to cry in earnest, moving from kneeling to sitting and putting Yandere in his lap. Yandere sobs, crushed that he doesn’t get to pet the squirrel after all that effort. Agnes leaves King’s shoulder, still unapologetic.

“Wanna pet!” Yandere bawls.

“Shh,” King says, partly because he feels bad and doesn’t want Yandere to be upset, and partly because he doesn’t want to know what will happen if Dark finds out he made Yandere cry. He pets Yandere’s hair, just barely stopping himself from scratching it like he does to his squirrels, stroking it slowly instead.

Yandere is squirmy and unhappy in King’s lap until he realizes that he’s being watched by a dozen pairs of beady eyes. He still cries, but he lets King hold him and stroke his hair as he watches the squirrels stare at him, twitching their noses as they sniff the hair, some daring to step a little closer. King notices them, too, and thinks for a moment before speaking.

“You can’t pet Agnes,” King says, “But maybe you can pet a different squirrel!”

“Pet?” Yandere sniffles.

“Sure,” King says, wiping away a tear from Yandere’s cheek. He looks at the group that’s surrounded them. “Let’s see…Silas is old and grumpy, Homer’s nails are too long and he might scratch, Blanche is normally sweet but she’s been moody lately…Oh, I know!” He points out one of the braver squirrels, closer to the front of the pack. “This is Everett, he’s really sweet. You wanna pet Everett?”

Yandere nods, tears quickly drying as he makes grabby hands for Everett, who tilts his head and chitters.

“Hold on, now, I’m gonna hold him and you pet,” King says. He reaches out a hand to Everett, who jumps on immediately, tiny claws hooking into King’s sleeve. King brings Everett to Yandere, holding up his other hand before Yandere can grab the squirrel. Yandere whines and pouts.

“Hey, don’t cry again,” King says, “You have to promise to be gentle, okay? No squeezing or grabbing or slapping. Just nice gentle pets like this.” He strokes Everett’s back the same way he stroked Yandere’s hair earlier, long and slow (he figures Yandere doesn’t have the motor control for a scratch behind the ears). “Can you do that?”

Yandere nods, more vigorously this time, finally smiling again. He reaches out and puts a tiny hand on Everett’s back. He squeals as Everett reacts, readjusting himself under Yandere’s hand. Yandere moves his hand slowly down Everett’s back as King instructed, but can’t resist going past his back and running a hand through his tail. Everett bears it with as much dignity as a squirrel can have (which is a lot, in King’s opinion). He sits mostly still, tilting his head and sniffing at Yandere as the baby pets him. Eventually, he becomes brave enough to step forward in King’s hand and lean into Yandere’s face, sniffing his nose. Yandere laughs and tries to kiss Everett’s nose, but he moves back before he can. Yandere isn’t upset, though, he just giggles as he keeps petting Everett.

King, though ever vigilant in watching Yandere’s hand in Everett’s fur, can’t help but smile along. He and Yandere aren’t normally close; honestly, King is normally a little scared of him. Then again, he’s never known Yandere to be aggressive to his squirrels, which is more than he can say about some of the other egos. Despite Ed’s earlier annoyance (justified, if King is being honest, considering the state of Ed’s hat), he and Silver are the only egos who are not only nice to the squirrels, but actively seek not to harm them. Even the nicer egos in the building have shut a door on a fluffy tail or stepped on a paw once or twice. King’s squirrels are not shy about letting him know who’s hurt them, and King struggles to remember the last time that person was Yandere. Further, the squirrels sometimes report that Yandere has smiled at them as he walked by or cooed at them like one would a pet dog or cat.

Granted, Yandere is moody and prone to violence, not to mention in love with Dark, who would sooner toss every squirrel into a meat grinder than have one in his presence. The squirrels generally seem to be aware of this and give Yandere and his room a wide berth, which might be the only reason that King has never had a problem before. Or maybe Yandere has a soft spot for animals? Pets aren’t allowed in the building; King’s squirrels are the closest any of them will get to living with one. It wouldn’t surprise him if Yandere wanted a pet but wasn’t allowed one, and if he uses his infrequent encounters with King’s squirrels as a substitute. King has to wonder if Yandere’s current fascination with the squirrels isn’t already present in his normal form.

Suddenly, another squirrel (Marjorie) jumps from the floor onto Yandere’s shoulder. Yandere jumps but laughs brightly when he turns his head to see Marjorie’s tiny black eyes staring back. Other squirrels climb onto King’s legs around Yandere, and King realizes that all the surrounding squirrels have moved much closer over the past few minutes, encircling King and Yandere to look on with interest.

“I think they like you,” King says to Yandere.

“Me too!” Yandere exclaims.

King almost laughs, but he knows what Yandere means. The baby is clearly having the time of his life sitting in King’s lap and petting a squirrel.

“You know, it’s funny,” King says, “It seems like a lot of the fans think we’re friends. I guess they consider us both as younger egos, for some reason. But we’re getting along now, so I suppose they have a point.”

King’s never been able to wrap his head around that one. Well, that’s not entirely true; the goofy attitude he displays in his videos is probably why the fans think of him that way. And sure, King is goofy, and maybe a little childish at times, more idealistic than the other egos, even. But he’s still one of the oldest egos, beat out only by Dark and Wilford. He’s seen their group wax and wane, seen more egos appear and disappear. He remembers what it was like before they had this building, when it was half a dozen of them spread around Los Angeles, living their own lives but generally being worse off for it. King doesn’t regret living in trees like he did in those days, but he’s rather glad he has a bed to sleep in now. Yandere had it hard before he came to the building, too, King knows. He hadn’t gotten to meet Yandere until he was already healed from his brush with death, but he’d been told of his arrival, and of the fact that he might never get to meet him at all. Maybe there’s a bit of kinship between them there, in how it took them both some time and some struggle to get to a safe place.

“This is nice,” King says, “I wonder if you’ll remember this when you go back to normal.”

King sort of hopes he does.

After several minutes of petting Everett and rubbing his cheek against the squirrels that hop onto his shoulder, Yandere seems to tire out. He yawns, taking his hand away from Everett to rub his eyes. Everett, who got bored of the petting a while ago, takes the opportunity to leave. Yandere is too tired to notice, sleepily curling up in King’s lap.

“Hey, wait, you can’t sleep here!” King cries, “Why are you so tired, anyway? You didn’t do anything!”

Yandere doesn’t answer. He’s already asleep.

King sighs. That’s right, babies need naps. Yandere must have been overdue for one. King wonders who’s supposed to be watching him right now, who’s supposed to put him to bed. But it’s a moot point now that Yandere is sleeping in King’s lap. He’s sucking his thumb in his sleep, and King has to admit it’s a cute image. Not as cute as his squirrels, but close.

King decides that Yandere can’t just sleep on the floor (and King would rather not sit here for however long Yandere’s nap will be) so he starts to get up, mindful of the squirrels surrounding him. As soon as they realize he’s getting up, though, they move away, jumping off his legs and giving him space to stand without stepping on them. King gives them a grateful smile as he carefully gets up, cradling Yandere in his arms. He’s not sure he’s holding him right, but Yandere continues sleeping, and King doesn’t feel like he’s about to drop him, so that must count for something.

He carries Yandere to his bedroom, not really sure where else to put him. Can he sleep in a regular bed? He normally has a crib to sleep in, right? King supposes he’ll just have to keep an eye on him. He lays Yandere on top of the bed, not trusting himself to pull the covers back and hold Yandere at the same time. When he turns to pick Yandere up again he does a double take.

Apparently part of King’s cape was a little too close to Yandere, because the baby has some of it in his hands, bunched in his tiny fists like a security blanket. It’s very cute, but King’s cape is important; he can’t just let any old person play with it.

“Yandere,” King says, stern but quiet, “Please release my cape.”

No response.

“Yandere,” King tries again, tugging it a little, “Let go. That’s mine.”

This time, Yandere pulls back twice as hard and rolls over, pulling more of the cape over himself and wrapping himself up like a burrito. He whines softly but stays asleep.

King sighs. There’s no slack left in his cape; if Yandere pulls it again he’ll pull King with him. Unless King keeps still and doesn’t let him, but that might wake him up. King’s cape is important, but he’s not exactly keen on upsetting Yandere and potentially incurring Dark’s wrath. And, okay, Yandere’s pretty adorable, and King would feel bad if he woke up and ruined his fun.

King sighs again, not so put upon this time, and unfastens his cape from his neck. He lays it over Yandere like a blanket, and Yandere makes a quiet, appreciative noise at the feel of it over him. King smooths it out–can’t let his royal cape get all wrinkled, after all–and lets Yandere sleep while he leaves the bed to apply some peanut butter to his cheeks.

It’s not long after that someone knocks on King’s bedroom door, and King wonders if it’s someone looking for Yandere. When he opens the door, he sees he’s right, as Wilford stands before him.

“Hello, Wilford,” King says, neutral but wary. He’s too trigger-happy for King’s liking, and his squirrels seem to agree, finding places in his room to hide or scampering past Wilford into the hall if they’re particularly brave. Wilford ignores them all, though, as he addresses King.

“Hiya, King!” Wilford replies brightly. “I came to ask if you’d seen Yandere anywhere. The little scamp wandered off and I can’t seem to find him!” He doesn’t sound that worried, or sorry about it, King can’t help but notice.

“Actually, he’s here with me,” King says. He leads Wilford to his bed, explaining as he goes. “He followed one of my squirrels here so I let him pet one for a while, and then he fell asleep.”

When they reach the bed, though, King is rendered speechless. Yandere is still asleep, still wrapped up in King’s cape, but he has company now. A few squirrels sit around him, curled up and resting with him. Everett is there, too, curled up on top of Yandere’s chest. King smiles, warmth filling his chest.

“Is that your cape?” Wilford chuckles, ruining the moment.

“He grabbed it in his sleep,” King mutters, cheeks turning pink.

Wilford laughs entirely too loud, but fortunately Yandere only stirs a little and continues to sleep on. He then scoops Yandere up, cape and all, not minding the squirrels. Each one bounds away in a flash, chittering indignantly. Yandere sleeps through it all, mumbling unintelligibly and curling into Wilford’s chest.

“Well, I’ll be off!” Wilford says brightly. “Oh, and uh, don’t let Doc or Darky know about this, alright?” He winks.

“Hold on a minute, that’s my–” Wilford poofs away before King can finish. “–cape…”

A squirrel, Agnes, crawls up King’s pant leg and perches on his shoulder. King turns to look at her.

“What are the odds I’m getting that back anytime soon?”

Agnes chitters.

“Yeah, I thought so.” A pause. “This is your fault, you know.”

Agnes squeaks, offended, but King isn’t truly that bothered. He finds it hard to be annoyed about his missing cape when he remembers how cute Yandere looked all wrapped up in it, surrounded by his subjects.

It turns out that he’s right not to worry; his cape is returned a few hours later by a flustered Dr. Iplier, grumbling about how irresponsible Wilford is and how hard is it to watch a baby, really?