“Oh hush, Alexei is perfect just the way he is.” Holding his son close as he watched Logan. Admittedly it’s a little sweet seeing that he’s not too upset by this. He’ll keep that to himself though.

“The place down the road finally had absinthe back in stock so I thought I’d get a few bottles.”

“Ah. Nice to see you bonding.” He’s in a very good mood. Handing a bottle of absinthe to Logan as he walked over to inspect the giggling toddler suspended from the ceiling.

“Hello, sweetheart. Mamushka’s home. Were you a good boy?”

Putting down a bag of booze and taking the baby into his arms.

Already gone and out the door. Down the stairs, out of the apartment and off to the liquor store. Then off to the bar down the street.

It’s an hour by the time Arkady gets home. He’s a little buzzed but he hasn’t had this opportunity to relax in months. God knows what the baby put Logan through.

“He’s also your son.” Arkady responded bluntly, “So I think it’s only fair that you be the one to manage him for twenty minutes while I unwind a little.”

Already getting his keys and preparing to just dip to go get liquor.

“Because I don’t want to take him into the liquor store with me and I deserve a break.”

The kid is swiping at Logan. He’s a handful.

Dumping a toddler on @mutantcanuck.bsky.social

“I need a drink. You’re on babysitting duty.”

Mixing chocolate milk and vodka.

Oh. Right, can do.

Oh? How long is he thinking then, just as a rough estimate?

Hey, maybe it’ll be enough to make terrible late night TV a little more bearable.

Happy to help out. He’s got enough to go around, if nothing else.

“You’re being rude.”

“It’s the only thing not in the wash.”