Abaddon blinked his eyes several times as he waited for what his daughter said to make any sense to him.
But eventually, he gave up.
"Sounds cool... What is it?
"...Father, pick me up..."
"...?"
Abaddon obliged and lifted his daughter into his arms, only to receive a small smack from her baby hand.
"It is more than COOL, you old man! You have no idea just what an absurdity you are, do you?!"
"Who is the old man??"
"Focus!"
Gabbrielle started to rub the bridge of her little button nose as if she was developing a migraine.
"Forget it... Tomorrow morning, a new lesson will be required for you and my mothers who have just ascended."
Almost on cue, Abaddon and his wives looked at each other with crestfallen expressions.
Lillian: "W-Well does it have to be tomorrow, my daughter?"
Tatiana: "T-That's right, your mommies and daddy were planning on spending some time together, just for a few days or so..."