When the family finally returned to the mines-it was a couple of hour later, because they decided to make a walk, the day was far too good to spend it in the boring mines- the first person they bumped with was, of course, Bruenor.

"May be we should be going back, 'cause this one is gonna kill us!" Said the drow to his wife as he heard heavy and loud (very loud) steps. One didn't need to be a ranger to understand that the owner was approaching, and he wasn't in a good mood (not anything to surprised of-the dwarf King, the suffering floor hadn't left any doubt that it was definitely him, rarely was happy.)

"Are you scared that my dear Daddy could kick your arse, eh honey?" Catti asked with a wide smile.

"No I just think that, the babies shouldn't get bad manners so soon" Answered Drizzt.

"To late, elf," Came a much known voice from the corner of the corridor. "Ye're already a father and the girls could learn of ye anything, but manners." As the dwarf said it was too late... to run…

"Where, by Moradin's beard, have ye been! We've been looking for ye for a couple of hours here! And ye talk about manners, elf, you think it's courteous to leave the mine without saying a word to anybody and to go for a 'pleasant' walk through the yeti-swarmed dale, with two little babies in your hands!"

"We were walking near the mines- we didn't go to Calimport, you now" Catti-brie started to justify herself and her husband. Now she was reconsidering the drow's idea of escaping. But Drizzt was the one who was taking it worse. The dwarf king almost never abused his daughter, but the poor elf was about to know what is the real dwarf's fury was.

"Of course you didn't!" While talking Bruenor was spitting all around him, Drizzt had to make a step backwards to not end up utterly wet "If you did those little creatures in your hands wouldn't have known their parent's for more than two days. 'Tis is something I would take care of myself!" he finished, then tuned around and his feet started to hit the floor once again, making even more noise (if that's possible) than the previous time. Suddenly he stopped and grumbled:

"And it's time to give some names to them" he said referring to the babies "I'm sick of calling them 'baby-girls' or 'creatures', they should be treated as normal humans…or anything they are" Bruenor mumbled remembering their heritage.

"Indeed, we've already done it!" Said Drizzt with a smile, but rapidly understood his mistake, as the dwarf's face with every passing moment was looking more and more like a tomato… 'How could those two give the names without his presence!'

"NOW it's time to run!" The woman yelled to Drizzt pulling him by the sleeve…

Few minutes later in their bedroom chamber the new-baked parents were taking their breathe after the race; the babies were sleeping, in the next room. Drizzt faintly smiled at his wife- both were exhausted:

"How do you think, how mad he'll get when we'll tell him the names?" the drow asked.

"Hm, it probably would cost us another round through the mines" Catti returned the smile.
They laughed. Drizzt was about to get up, but Catti-brie kicked him off his legs. The agile drow managed not only to fall down without any harm; but he also put his wife under him. 'This way it would be easier to deal with her' Drizzt thought, as he was sure that what she had done was a clear challenge. But Cat didn't allow her to lose so easy. She bent her legs the way that her knees came to rest in her chest, so when drow fall straight into her feet she was fast to straighten her legs. As the result Drizzt was laying in his back and the woman was sitting into him with a victorious grin in her pretty face.

"I'm not so easy to defeat!" the drow groaned while he was trying to do something. Catti didn't understand what until the grey mist started to appear near her. "Come to me, my friend, and this time I'm the one who is in need, not her!" Drizzt added, remembering what happened the last time he asked Guen to help with the same problem.

The smart panther nodded, she raised her enormous claw, in the way it seemed she would throw the woman off her master (an evil grin started to appear in Drizzt's lips) but instead doing what the drow said she put her claw in his own chest. A second later the poor elf was supporting the weigh of too sometimes very annoying, yet very beloved females.

"Ye yield?" Catti demanded.

"No" The drow barely said. It's not easy to talk when you have more than six hundred pounds of cat sitting on you chest.

"Are you sure?" Catti-brie asked with a mischievous grin.

"Aye…cough I'm sure"

"Oh, poor of ye, because if I'm not mistaken Guen has something to make you change yer opinion, don't ye dear?"

As the response the panther got up for a second and then sat down in a stroke. The air in the drow's lungs darted out with an acute sound.

"Ye yield?" The woman asked for the second time.

"Ya…, I do" Drizzt answered gasping for air.

"That's better. 'C'mon Guen let him out, the floor is cold and we don't want our delicate elf to turn into a piece of ice, don't we? Don't we?" The woman said planting a kiss in the cat's nose. The panther groaned and let her master to get up; she even tried to help him putting her head under his hand.

"Aye, and now you're sucking up to me! You're a betrayer! How could you help her instead of me!" Drizzt made a mad face and turned his back upon the cat's muzzle. He stayed in such position for a few seconds and the slightly turned his face to see how the panther reacted… Just in time to see her jumping upon him… Finally the drow found himself laying ones again in the floor, and ones again the enormous cat was on him, but this time she was liking his face.

"Methinks, that that'd be a 'sorry'" Cat said with a wide simile drawn in her face.

"Ok…mbmbb… Guen!... mgb… that doesn't matter! It's ok… I forgive ye!... Just get off of me!"
Drizzt's yells coming from under the big lump of black fur. Finally the big cat decided that she had given enough apologies, she rose and put herself at Catti-brie's side. When Drizzt got up he wanted to kill them both, but when he looked at the fidgety couple, he just couldn't do so… Catti-brie looked so beautiful with her long auburn hair falling down her shoulders. 'she didn't took off the lavenders of her hair' Drizzt thought, as he saw little violet flowers tangled in her hair.
Her blouse opened just a bit more than it's necessary (fight consequences), her face wearing a warm smile. The rays of the young sun coming from the window behind her (their room was the only one in the whole mines which had a window) gave her a look of a goddess. Drizzt made a step in his wife's direction, and gave her a tender kiss. Guen made a not approving roar.

"Go home, my friend, this we can handle it without your help" Drizzt said. He definitely wasn't in the mood of stopping what he had begun. The panther made another roar and disappeared in the grey mist, while the drow was slowly deepening the kiss. Suddenly Cat moved aside of him and whispered:

"Why don't you get a bath, dear?" She asked.

"Pardon?" An impossible amusement was drawn in the elf's face.

"Ye know, I love Gwen, but I prefer to be kissing ye rather than her"

"Oh," Only now the elf realized that his face was all wet, because of the cat's apologies.

"Ye go to wash yerself and then…" A shrill, loud, double cry interrupted her.

"And then we have troubles" the dark elf finished.