"WAAAAAAHHHHHH, DADDDYYY!!!!"\
Mira's dramatics continued as she hung off her father and wailed like a banshee in the midst of giving birth.
Abaddon wasn't quite sure how to make her stop, even after forty-five minutes, so he sort of gave up trying and just sipped his coffee while she worked her stuff out.
"She's so dramatic." Gabbrielle said in distaste.
Abaddon strained his neck to look up at her. "... Are you going to get off my shoulders anytime soon?"
"No."
"Just checking."
Abaddon looked like a lump of candy dropped in an anthill. He couldn't even twitch because his arms, legs, and torso were being held onto by various children.
Yemaya was at least nice enought ot let him drink his coffee. But then she also had her face buried into his bicep like it was a pillow, so there was a slight bit of freedom for him to enjoy.
He was glad that he wasn't alone in the struggle at least. His wives were currently being smothered by their sons and other family members.
