Someone small, loud and very, very unhappy was making his disgruntlement known to the world.
"Oh, for fuck's sake can't you shut the damn snotling up?!" Someone not so small, less loud, but equally pissed off glared from the howling child to the man next to him.
"Please don't swear in front of the child, dear. This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't threatened to shoot the poor little kitten, you know." This someone was very obviously using his "Calm & Patient" voice.
"Tch! It's your damn son, you deal with him! If you hadn't spoiled him rotten with all those damn plushies..." The first man, because is was indeed a man, placed a cigarette between his lips and proceeded to light it.
"Oh, so you had nothing to do with him? In that case, I wonder where he got his filthy temper. And we had an agreement about the smoking, didn't we?" Reproach radiated from the tall officer as he moved in to comfort their very upset son.
"Don't even go there," the first man growled around his smoke, but stomped off in a flurry of robes nonetheless.
The other man called after him, "And tell Gojou and Hakkai to stop leaving their bandanas around the place! They're improper wear for our son!"
"Yeah, whatever. Soon as you tell Konrad to stop bringing all that stupid sports gear around. It took me two damn hours to pry him off that racket last night!"
Gwendal sighed. It really wasn't fair, and there were days when he really, really resented being part of a multiverse. If there only was one world, instead of the multiplicity of madness that was reality, this would never have happened.
"Gygyyfsssssss..." Kaouro grabbed the woolly snake his daddy handed him and cuddled it blissfully, all fears fled.
On the other hand, the little tyke was probably worth it. Just look at how he adored fuzzy little animals! It was enough to make your heart leap. Besides, considering the genetics involved, he'd be one hell of a fighter when he grew up.
"And buy me a vat of zyrtec next time you go shopping!" yelled the other half of said genetics defeatedly from downstairs.
"Yes, Sanzou," Gwendal called back patiently.
"Fssss!"
"Good boy."