Northstar Vale I can take apart the remote control

Everything was hunky dory, pardoning Towhee’s chafed nips. She gazed down at her newest son and daughter, tail tapping a gentle rhythm as she watched them gum their way around her belly. She bent down to guide @Towhee Jr toward a teat. When she latched, her mother winced. Maybe she would just let @Sable flounder down near her bellybutton a while longer…

A shadow fell across the doorway. Towhee sat up straight, blinking at Jack. He said something, though she couldn’t exactly read his lips right now. She stared at his bulging cheeks, wondering just what they contained. She sniffed at the air, trying to identify it, but she guessed she’d just have to wait until her personal vending machine dispensed.

Jackie, don’t talk with your mouth full, she chastised playfully, because of course she didn’t actually give a shit about manners, she just couldn’t lipread in this situation.