"Forgive me, lady.. dear, there's two Lady Greys. And when this one grows up.. three, I suppose." [i]Athena chuckled, tickling Sophia quietly.[/i] "...Assuming that Oliver chooses to take that name, though. It would be.. fitting. Him being a bаstard, and all." "Greys and Golds.." [i]Isabella murmured quietly to herself, smirking before chugging her water.[/i] "Ain't that a fuсkin' coincidence.." [i]Oliver would smile up at young Alistair as he tickled his son then, though he offered him to Sarah still.[/i] "Still think he likes you more, to be honest. You handle him better. Actually.. you handle both better."

"I think he just wants to roam around," Sarah replied. She carefully took Alistair and set him down. Immediately, he crawled to the stairs, he kept trying push his hands off the ground, trying to stand. Mia chuckled, watching him. He managed to stand up, leaning on the wall. Alistair took a step away from the wall. His arms stretched out, keeping his balance. He took another step, looking straight ahead. Sarah squealed with excitement, "He's trying to walk!"

"This could end fantastically, or.." "In a really fuсkin' funny manner. Just like his dad's first time walking." [i]Isabella smiled, finishing Oliver's sentence.[/i] "Like, seriously. Dumbass could barely walk when he was younger." [i]Sophia seemed a little jealous, meanwhile.[/i] [spoiler]Want to timeskip?[/spoiler]