Launch, III

"They're more clingy than Freckles." He said, having trouble holding all them at once.

Just then the door burst open, Alora came in running. Behind her were Loki and LJ. She couldn't jump into his arms, so she hugged his leg instead.

"I swear, they're taking everyone's attention away from me." She complained, almost in tears.

Kiro, despite their protest, put the babies in each of his friends' arms and picked up Alora. He'd forgotten about how clingy she was, and how devasting the change would have been for her.

She was used to being the youngest, now at just almost six years old, she couldn't be treated like a baby anymore. Especially when their parents had four babies on their hands and a company to run.

"Don't cry, I'm here, I'm here." Kiro said giving her a big kiss on the forehead.

"I'm not..." She said tears welling up.

He didn't know whether to laugh or empathise.