#babyrue

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Object permanence Object recognition Object.... confusion ? Object... Combination. Excitement.

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Some older versions of Baby Rue and Mason! (Feat a Jasper)

Sweet teenage girl and grizzled agent man who takes 13 year old nephew on missions Some notes nobody cares about: Ruth gets her mothers hair and Mason get's his fathers lil white chin hairs

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JenniChu: BEHOLD. The brand new HYDRODYNAMIC Rue! JenniChu spins the infant slightly JenniChu: Complete with water proof diaper, this infant wont be leaking into your chlorine filled pool! JenniChu: Extra addition of Life Preservers, perfect to keep your infant afloat! NOW in this Summer Green! Perfect for matching your suburban lawn! BabyRue: ABABA.... JenniChu: Alright alright, I'll stop. But you are just such a excellent product BabyRue: ABahh... JenniChu: yeah I know, I'm weird. Let me live my life and get off my back will ya? BabyRue: BUH..baH BAH

JenniChu: Pssshht. Everyone's a critic these days.

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Uncle Drew: Something? Did someone mess with you? Mason: Nah... Not like that.. It was like.. I was playing this crane game.. I wanted to win Ma something and like... Mason: I won something but it was this... weird little teddy bear... I guess it wasn't so weird but... I don't know... Things got fuzzy after that. Uncle Drew: Do you think someone might've messed with a drink or something of yours to make your head fuzzy? Mason: Nah. I'm smarter than that. I always left my drinks with Jenni... It's like.. I remembered something that.. I had forgot... If that makes sense. Uncle Drew: Makes perfect sense to me. Did it have something to do with the bear? JenniChu coughs loudly on purpose, causing the sandslash to look over in her direction with a mildly irritated expression JenniChu: Maybe grilling Mason should be left to our PARENTS. Uncle Drew: So I'm not allowed to care about what my nephew went through? Is that your logic JenniChu: You know what I mean Drew. Mason: Can we not figh- Uncle Drew: Shouldn't you be keeping your eye on Ruth, instead of listening into our conversation. Not very responsible of you. Uncle Drew: I figured you would be the kind to care more about the wellbeing of a baby JenniChu was stunned silent by the comment, it stung like a bee sting in her chest. She wanted to snap back and scream at him, tell him to fuck off and to go away. But that would only come back and bite her in the ass later. Seeing the pleading look on Mason's face dug that fact a bit deeper. All she could do is flash a angry glare at the sandslash as she walked back over by the kiddie pool. Drew turns back towards Mason, who had began to play on his laptop again with a frown Mason:.... why can't you two ever just...get along... Uncle Drew:... Not sure kiddo.. Sometimes people just.. don't click! Nobodies fault. Mason:.... I guess... Uncle Drew: But.. this isn't about me.. I wanna make sure everything's alright with YOU right now. Alright? The young raichu looks up at Drew with a smile, happy that the sandslash was showing concern with his wellbeing. - - - - [ anon ]

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JenniChu sighs and gently adjusts the pool floaties on BabyRue's arms JenniChu:..... I don't know what I want to do anymore... and I can't fully remember what I originally wanted anyways... JenniChu: So I guess it didn't matter that much, huh?

She doesn't seem to acknowledge your kind comment, maybe she feels as though she doesn't deserve it. She shrugs and sighs, turning the infant in front of her around JenniChu: Are you ready for the pool girl? BabyRue: AaAAAhhBAbbuh! BaH... The infant flails her arms and slaps the countertop beneath her in excitement JenniChu: Alright alright. Don't worry. Your hot girl summer will start in just a minute, I gotta inflate this damn pool. JenniChu leans in to the infant JenniChu: And don't tell mom I said "damn" in front of you, okay? Deal? The infant continues to babble incoherently - - - - [ @curce ]

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JenniChu: Not sure... Could be cuter I guess As she speaks, she gently rolls the infant around the blanket in a playful manner BabyRue: EEEEEEEEEEEE!! The child continues to squeak happily as Jenni suddenly swoops them up into their arms JenniChu: Pretty mid lil baby. A bit stinky as well. Not sure... I’m debating on if I should just eat her or not. BabyRue: EEE! JenniChu holds Rue up to her face, making a playful teeth knashing “eating” face JenniChu: I might just eat her RIGHT NOW! JenniChu gives the infant a raspberry on their stomach and playfully pretends to “eat” her ears BabyRue giggles and squeaks happily, kicking her feet rapidly  - - - - - - -  [ Anon ]

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JenniChu:... Was that a good reply? I don’t know. She sets BabyRue on the ground so she can reach into some up high cabinets JenniChu: I haven’t had anyone interested in me sinc-..... in years. So uh. Not quite sure how to reply to that! She pulls out a baby inflatable pool and some infant pool toys from the cabinet. JenniChu: Do you want the green floaties or the ones with the ducks? BabyRue is too busy squeaking the rubber ducklett to notice JenniChu:......... green it is. - - - - - [ anon ]

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JenniChu: I’ve gotten ‘em lots of times. You get used to it after a bit! Jennifer attempts to sit up without using the wounded arm. Although only slight twitches on her face would be a giveaway, the pain in her arm was extreme. It felt as though something was chewing her flesh apart. Despite this, she keeps her composure and smiles JenniChu: But I appreciate the concern. I just don’t wanna rack up a medical bill cuz of my dumbas- dumbbutt making eggs at night. Mason: You can say ass around me. I’m not a toddler JenniChu gives Mason a scolding look and gestures to the literal infant in front of them Mason: Oh PFFT. She doesn’t understand anything! Isn’t that right you little dumb stinky baby? BabyRue: Ababbab,...baah... JenniChu: I’m telling mom you called the baby dumb Mason: NO- - - - - - [ @askabbyandeva ]