Stork were irked, no beyond irked. In his arms he carried a baby but no not any baby, this baby was their great leader Aerrow. And this was all because of some lousy crystal back fire their leader had been turned into a crying, pooping little baby maybe only about a year closer to two years old. And he was stuck babysitting him for next few weeks until the others returned with hopefully a cure.
"I can't watch him," Piper had told him as she packed her sky ride while Junko and Finn were doing the same in preparation for the long trip they would have to take to get to one of the crystal scientist colonies that they would be able to get help from, "I have to go find the information to reverse this and Junko can't do it and there is no way Finn can watch him. Their both coming with me, you can handle one little baby by yourself can't you?"
Aerrow gurgled causing Stork to look down at the child in his arms. The others had just left so now he was alone with Aerrow. He walked around the cockpit trying to think of what to do as he unconsciously bounced the toddler in his arms. A humming purr slowly starting in his chest.
To be completely honest, he hadn't told the others why he really didn't want to do this, maybe if he had they wouldn't have left him alone with the baby but than again. Stork knew that it wasn't a widely known fact but merbs, especially males, had a deep parental essence, stronger than their females or most other races on Atmos. So if he got attached (and he knew he was the prime age for it to be at its peek) this would be bad, really really bad, he would be sooo doomed. Aerrow gurgled again an Stork began to slowly rock him hoping that the baby would soon be asleep. Stork looked down and smiled letting out a small coo without a second thought before he realized what he was doing.
"I am so doomed." Stork said as Aerrow cooed right back and the elder merb felt his heart flutter.
