"That's pretty rad..." Leon said, skeptical about it's ingredients.
"What else 'ave we got in here?" Oona said, shuffling through the bag. "Oh! Alby, we'll 'ave to show you how to make butter." She nodded.
"Make butter?" Leon asked with an arched brow.
"Oh yeah, you use butter for everything and it's a major penny saver not having to buy it all the time. It'll make your house stink for a couple of days, and even longer if you chill it." Gwen nodded.
"...Couldn't you have made some and THEN brought it to us?" Leon asked.
"We weren't sure we could bring it on the plane, anyways, Alby should learn." Oona nodded. _________________
"I'd love to learn, however, it might be a challenge what with visiting, bouncing back and forth between our house and Leon's parents' house, and then, last but not least, dealing with our fussy little Squeakers, isn't that right Squeaks?" Alby leaned down and pecked a kiss at Paisley's cheek, earning a startled squeak, followed by several sniffs and squeaks as the baby began with a fit. Her eyes were wet and she raised tiny, quivering fists. Alby turned to Leon with a chuckle. She was just so darn cute, even when she was mad.
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