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Ren was amazed with the bubble bath, gleefully slapping the bubbles between his hands as Jarred bathed the little girl as well, laughing as she tried to eat some.
"You can't still be hungry you little piggy!" he snorted, "You ate such a big tea you might burst!"
As if on answer, little fart bubbled erupted and Jarred started to lose control, leaning against the bath as he laughed and Carl entered to see what was happening.
"Izzy, farts!" Jarred managed to choke out.
"OK, good" Carl shrugged at Ren, "good to know."
Jarred laughed some more and then scooped her out for a kiss and cuddle in the fluffy towel Carl handed him.
"You go get her dried and dressed, me and Ren will stay a bit longer" Carl said, watching his love gently carry out the little girl like she was made of spun glass.
"He's nuts" he finally told the little boy, "Of course she farts."
Ren snorted and grinned, nodding.
"I remember my sister doing a really bad one once, it was rancid!" he shivered as Ren smiled.
"She did a bad poo that was water and went everywhere" Ren giggled, "I had to flush her bum in the toilet a few times before I could wash her."
Carl snorted and shook his head, tying to get his head around a little boy holding a baby over a toilet, the little baby dangling.
"When we are finished here we can feed Ginger" he finally said, gaining a timid smile again.
"Listen" he whispered and he watched a little head cant to one side.
"Lizzy laughing" he said softly.
Ren nodded and stood, the bubbles running over each defined rib, scooping inside the concave waist under the ribcage and down to the protruding hips, then down spinally legs that barely supported him.
Carl didn't look away, he scooped him out with a big fluffy towel and rubbed him down quickly, talking about the fire engine needing a wash tomorrow and the bubbles reminding him.
Little hands rested on his shoulders as he knelt to put the little boy's PJs on and he swallowed as he tried to stay calm, the urge to embrace the child overwhelming.
When he leaned back he was rewarded.
It was Ren who leaned into his arms and laid his head against his chest, a brief hug, before stepping back and admiring his fire engine PJs.
"Come on kiddo" he rose happily, "Ginger should not be kept waiting, cats can sulk something fierce."
He helped the little boy fill a bowl and place it on the mat, the kitty running with plaintive cries as if starved and Ren crooned, his wee hand stroking it's arched back as it ate hungrily.
"What a good little Taddy you are" Carl smiled, "Look at your happy baby."
Ren puffed out with pride as he stood, his little arms folded and he watched Jarred enter wit Izzy.
"Look, she fits the rabbit onesie!" he was gushing, holding the baby out by the armpits and Carl gushed as he looked at the little bunny rabbit.
"What a rabbit bum princess you are" he crooned, "Look, brother, your sister is all fluffy!"
Ren held out his arms and cuddled her as he felt her little body, feeling her warmth.
"Tired?" he crooned. "We go nigh-nogh?"
He toddled to the bedroom and Carl stepped back to let Jarred in, knowing this was an important piece of family time to him and Jared kissed two little faces and crooned as the room grew dark.
"Stars?" he whispered and Ren nodded happily.
Both men stood in the doorway as the room was lit by Walter's magical stars and the babies settled.
Jarred held Carl in a tight clinch, kissing him gently as he thanked him for making them a family.
Carl whispered that the family was his.
Both men slept well that night.