Something about drugging a brat, watching them melt into your lap .. they're panicking because their head feels all wrong, but they're so warm, and you're wiping away their tears. Kissing their forehead and murmuring against it that mama is here, she won't let anyone take advantage of them like this, that they're such a good pet 'nd they're so much easier to handle when they just shut up and let mama take care of them.














