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Chal bobbed his head to the song that Alma was singing, listing off the goods that they brought with them from the ranch. The words she sung had long disappeared though. Instead, he enjoyed the melodic rhythm of her voice. It didn't matter if she was actually an amazing singer or not, he enjoyed her voice.

It was very noticeable when she stopped singing though and Chal stopped too, looking at her and following her eyes to the wheel, sitting in the water, no longer attached to the building. Of course, Chal didn't know that it was even supposed to be attached to the building. In fact, it looked like some sort of aquatic playground to him. "I wonder what that is for." He mused. "You remember this is my aunt and uncle's village?" Chal asked Alma. It was the reason he had decided to tag along with her, catch up with his family. "I have a lot of cousins, I think. Probably grand cousins, even. Actually... its my mom's aunt and uncle so that would make them my..." Chal was rambling now, lost in the branches of his gigantic family tree.

Siofra making coffee? Some part of his mind shouted how that was a bad idea, but the sleepy and preoccupied other half didn't really care. If she wanted to help, more power to her. "I'm going to clean our budding artist here. Sol! Grab Buster before he crawls into the cabinets again?" With Starry with Taiyo, Koit with Kyuten, himself with Buddy and Siofra on coffee duty, no one was paying mind to Buster. Which was a mistake. A large mistake.

With a yawn, the demon turned and walked into his bathroom, arm cradling his Poo Painter. Then he moved the toddler from arm to sink. 'Plumbing' was a mediocre thing, they had pipes leading out for drainage but nothing yet pumping water in. That was a work in progress. So instead he had the bucket of water brought up from last night that they kept to wash up in the morning. Grabbing a rag then from the sink top, he dipped it in to start scrubbing away at his little poopy hands.

At Siofra's exclaimation, she turned her head to see what was going on. Oh. Oh babies were so gross sometimes. The demon gave a little jump when she heard her name. "Yes daddy!" Quickly now! She hurried down the hall towards the quads room, but before she could reach it, she noticed a yellow blob in the middle of the hallway. "Oh good morning big boy! Did you want to drink your baba in your playpen?" Soliel gently picked up the toddler, smiling softly at him. So mischevious the quads were, but he was so cute!

Her hand was so...fingery. So interesting to eat. She had such little fingers-oh and now it was out of her mouth. The female blinked as Starry took her hand away to replace it with a bottle. She supposed that was a better trade off!

Happily sucking away, she forgot all about her earlier tantrum. A well fed baby was a happy baby.

While Junior left early to greet guests, Nereus left a bit later as she got the household going. Waking up the kids, getting them breakfast, doing some light cleaning and of course getting ready herself. While Junior worked, she'd grab a few items from the mill. By the time she got on the 'road' -she actually just took the lake because she could swim easier than walk- Junior would've already reached Star Grove. But as she swam, she noticed something...different. The current was different. The female popped up, within eyesight of the water wheel. Which was currently very non-operation. Was this a planned maintence? She didn't think so. Neither Dameon or Starry were around it, only wide eyed spectators.

With a flick of her tail, she reached the bank. Fins turned to legs as she jumped out of the water. She had to get to Junior, and from Junior go to his parents.

She hurried towards the entrance, where she spotted the demon meeting with a wagon towed pair.

Rolling her shoulders back, Alma looked forward proudly fists on her hips. They were trusted to make a trade route clearly Zofie thought they were ready. Between the two of them, they'd never let their village down!

The yellow demon appeared greeting them. Throwing her hand out she proudly declared, "We are from Kurt's Ranch with trade!" Her echo followed Chal's supporting his response.

Now that they had someone from here, she had to ask, "Where is your water wheel?" Her eyes went from Junior back to water fall. It was where she'd put one but the big wheel like thing wasn't spinning.

In no time at all the toddler was squeaky clean -almost like Dameon had done this dozens of times before- including his behind. He toss the rag into the clothes hamper and scooped up the naked boy. "Okay lil adventurer. Lets get you a fresh diaper and you'll be good to go." Back into the quadruplets room and onto the table. The yellow demon quickly powdered his soft bottom before securing a fresh diaper on. After thousands of diaper changes, he probably could change one in his sleep. "There we go! Ready to take on the island eh Buddy? ZOOM!" With his exclaimation he hoisted the toddler above his head to swoop him down in a dive bomb bird fashion. Swooping Buster then side to side, he walked out of the room and to the kitchen where the playpen was set up.

After a few successful escapes, they had tweaked the playpen yet again. The walls were high to his stomach and firmly strapped down to the floor, made of strong fish nets and sturdy sticks. In order to go in and out, there was a lock on the bottom and the top that would need to be pulled and twisted - pulling out like a peg then turned like a doorknob- to open the hinged door.

Soliel had already opened the door and gotten inside with Buster and his bottle. She situated him on a pillow amongst the various stuffed animals, dolls, small blocks and other toys. She looked up when her father entered. "Look Buster! Your brother is all nice and clean now!"

As she was swept up and placed back into her crib, Taiyo looked over at her sister with big eyes. She had a bottle too! With a wide grin she reached back, their chubby fingers almost connecting before her sibling was picked up. Hey!

Her face wrinkled up in distress, but the bottle in her mouth was more important than crying. Eating was hard when crying. So she resumed her meal, looking up at her looooong older brother. Why did he look so different than them? She liked that. He was fun.

She had to approach this carefully. It wouldn't do bursting into their conversation no matter how urgent, as it could leave a unsavory impression on the new guests. But as she approached, Junior noticed her before she even opened her mouth. And he already knew exactly why. The naiad nodded seriously. "We should find your parents." Her eyes flicked to the nymph and shetani. "Ah, I mean, the village leaders."

"Mornin'" He offered back to his adoptive mother with a nod and a yawn, eyes drifting back down to the little one in the process. After affirming she was fine with the bottle, he offered a thumbs up before turning his head and blinking. Slowly. Slow enough, in fact, that the baby seemed to have changed.

Weird.

He coulda sworn that was Q just a second ago.

Oh well...

Shrugging (both internally and literally) he turned to fly himself over to the kitchen in search of that dark, bitter drink to force him awake. A key part of his day; in fact, one might say it was paramount to forcing him up on a regular basis. Normally the scent alone was enough to start clearing up his eyes. This day was no different, yet in a different manner. Nose wrinkling up, he made quite the face at the strangely bitter, burning, and altogether unappetizing odor coming from a pot.

Continuing this grimace as he looked to the culprate - his sister- he shot off a more witty comment than one would have normally expected from him at such hours of the day: "Did'ya remember to add water?"

A little giggle sounded in the bushes near the water wheel. No one really seemed to worried that the wheel was broken. Adults were so funny.

A little sparkle. A little rustle. Chiming laughter.

Then it was gone.

Silence followed as the nymph stared at the thing now identified as a wheel. Her eyes went to the wheel house then to the wheel itself. As that was analyzed, the area on the other side of the wheel caught her attention. Ideas formed first reasonable then Alma fashion brilliance.

Sudden voice threw her off as Pelagious spoke to her. It was disorientating to get pulled out of the great project and it took a few moments to pull back out of the clouds. "Hello! I am Alma. I need rocks, Can you get me lots of rocks? about this size?" Her hands formed roughly 2x2 shape before the young lady took off like a shot.

Flying over to the wheel like an oversized dragonfly, Alma hovered over where the wheel was supposed to be as she mentally took measurements. First step was to flutter where the wheel should be attached and fly a single tight loop around to get a scope. One loud 'hmm' followed then she shot off to the other side of the bank. From here she flew in a modest circle at first before looking at the mental stone post to hold the tower in place.

Pinching her lips together she shifted to the left and the right pondering before flying a bigger circle from the 'base' up to where it would meet the wheel. Well now, that was silly, so she continued to circling up until she reached the top of the wheel house. That 'balanced' better but wasn't near as grand.

Still, hands on hips she turned and shouted, "Alright, I need strong rope, strong backs and as much roughly cut stone as possible. We are going to put the wheel back and build. Anyone have power to stop the water? Or lift really heavy things?" Full of confidence, there wasn't a question as to her request getting done. In her focus and eagerness, the giggles and sparkles went completely unnoticed. Nothing came between an exciting project and a focused Alma.