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Niamh had a splitting headache- and had been chewed on and drooled on by teething children for long enough. So when one of the twins started screeching outside the den, she reacted with swift, shrill vengeance by screeching right back without moving an inch from her bed inside the den.

"For cripes sake...Q. For the love of f...STOP the SCREAMING, right -now,- child!!"

She huffed for a moment, hoping her words would have the desired effect, and set her head back down, praying that her child would listen, and that her headache would go away.