Sun Mote Copse Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society…

-“Well, I’ve got good news for you: I’m on the market for a babysitter. If you think you can handle it, I’d love for you to look after Bushtit sometimes. He’s an easygoing little guy, so you should be fine even if you don’t have a ton of experience.”-

Bushtit chose that moment to fart loudly in his sleep. Although Towhee didn’t hear it, the smell quickly filled the cottage. Her nose wrinkled and she gagged. She motioned Rhonen toward the door.

-“Good lord,”- she exclaimed, -“baby farts are the fucking worst. On that note, I could use a potty break myself. What do you think of doing a little test run? You can keep an eye on him. I’ll only be gone for fifteen minutes or so. Think you’re up to it?”-