The baby boy definitely did NOT appreciate his father’s teasing.
"Wuuu... Mama...." he mumbled, trying to reach for her while his father effortlessly held him in place with a hand on his stomach.
"You can’t, you’re too heavy."
"..."
The baby suddenly had a burst of energy and practically leapt from the rocky stomach to the soft cushiony one, intending on jumping stomachs no matter what.
Althea blinked while Garan immediately scooted to the side, catching the baby just before it landed on her.
He sat up on the side of the bed and held the baby boy, who was still reaching for her. "Mamaaaa! Mamaaa!"
Garan looked at him. Why was this kid acting like he was being taken from his mother forever? So dramatic?
Althea sat up by instinct. The baby girl on her blinked and then pouted, annoyed by the sudden change in position. She was already getting comfortable, after all!
Althea didn’t notice the baby girl’s discomfiture for now. She just looked at her husband and son.
"What’s going on?" she asked, though her good eyesight saw her husband’s muscles were a little hardened, and she immediately realized the baby was using his ability!
He could’ve been afraid that the bed would get damaged, but she thought he was thinking too much. This bed was made by the best woodworkers in Alterra. If it could handle a level 29’s endless pounding, it could handle a bit of weight.
Of course, her husband was also afraid of the weight on her directly, but she wasn’t weak.
Reacting strongly wouldn’t do much good, either. If she let this be, her husband would definitely forbid the boy from even trying to sleep on her—ever.
Althea smiled, lifting her free hand. "It’ll be alright," she said. "Come here."
Garan sighed and lay down with them again. This time the babies were lying directly on the mattress. He forbade them from sleeping on their bodies from now on.
Fortunately, Meatball did calm and no effect was felt after that. It looked like things would be fine as long as they weren’t forced to sleep on the rocky place people called Garan’s stomach.
Althea chuckled, just proceeding with the story. "We will tell the story about Amber the Hungry Puppy!"
Amber the Puppy was one of the more famous children’s book characters in Alterra right now. It was a whole series, and she chose this one specifically for the baby’s current issue.
Anyway, the babies knew of these stories and were ’fans’ of the dog.
"Puppwe!"
"Puu!!"
The babies excitedly exclaimed. Adorably, their Ps weren’t that sharp yet and they tended to splatter saliva when they said their Ps.
Althea had to wipe their mouths before proceeding with her story.
"Amber is a fluffy doggo who loves food. She loves every kind—whether it is biscuits, fruits, and of course, her favorite meaty dog food!
"One day, she saw a big bowl of food. She got so excited. Woof, woof, she barked, and she ate and ate,"
"Wooff! Eawt!" Meatball giggled, liking the story already.
But... Althea suddenly frowned, the tone of the story becoming a bit solemn. "However, she ate so, so much that her stomach rumbled in pain."
"But still...even when her stomach started hurting, she still continued to eat..." Althea’s tone became lower. "Oh no! Amber’s tummy was too full! It hurts!"
Sigh.
"..." She wanted to tell him to stop talking like he wasn’t practically a toddler when she was a baby.
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