6894. Overly long ponytails and mobiles do not mix. That is all.

Yokosuka.

"Takao, are you sure this is a good idea?" asked Nachi nervously. " I mean, you know what happened last time."

"Good grief Nachi, Ami and Hotaru are still babies. Just because they started crying when you hold them doesn't mean they don't like you." said Takao. "They cry when either me or Myoko are holding them, same with everyone else."

"Yet everyone else has managed to hold them once or twice without any problem." pointed out Nachi.

Takao simply sighed. "That's more luck of the draw than anything else, Nachi. I'm not sure which one's worse: The fact that you think two out of your three nieces hate you, or that you think a pair of four month olds are capable of hating anything."

"But, every time.." Nachi began to say, only for Takao's expression to cut her off.

Takao opened the door to the nursery, and the two of them walked up to the crib. Makoto, Ami, and Hotaru were curled up next to each other, sound asleep.

"Maybe we should try this some other time." whispered Nachi. "They're all asleep and.."

"Wait for it." said Takao.

Sure enough, Ami's eyes opened, and she wiggled to get of better view of her mother and aunt.

"How did..?"

"She's been able to tell when someone opens the door for about a week now, and last night Myoko caught her trying to climb out of the crib." said Takao as she picked her daughter up. "Hello sweetie. There's someone here who wants to see you."

As Ami's lavender eyes focused on her, Nachi fervently wished she was anywhere else, preferably fighting an Installation type Abyssal. With a stick.

"Look. It's Auntie Nachi. You remember Auntie Nachi, right?" said Takao as she gently laid Ami in Nachi's arms. "See Nachi? Ami loves you just as much as the rest of us."

Nachi smiled nervously as Ami stared at her for felt like an eternity. However, Ami's mouth soon formed the closest thing to a smile a four month old could manage, and she started to wiggle in Nachi's arms in an effort to get closer.

"She likes me. She actually likes me." said Nachi, smiling.

Nachi and Takao spent the next ten minutes talking, until Ami started to fall back asleep. Nachi laid her in between her sisters and turned back to face Takao, but before she could step away, she felt a hand grab her hair. Looking back, she saw Ami, now fully awake, staring inquisitively at her ponytail. After a few minutes, Ami started batting her hair back and forth. As Nachi and Takao watched this with enthusiasm, Ami batted Nachi's hair up at full force, slamming it into both Nachi's and Takao's faces. The hair continued it's upward trajectory, eventually tangling itself on the mobile above the crib. Before, either Kanmusu could react, Nachi sneezed, snapping her hair back and taking the mobile with it, where it hit the floor with a thud. Shocked, Nachi and Takao could only stare at each other before Makoto, Ami, and Hotaru started wailing.

A few hours later...

"Cheer up, Nachi. It didn't go that bad." said Myoko as she gently rocked Makoto back to sleep.

"And, I think we can definitely say that at least Ami's a Kanmusu." added Takao, holding Hotaru.

"Yeah I guess so." said Nachi as she watched Ami's eyes flutter shut. "But, after today, I think I'll keep my hair pinned back when I visit."