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The verdict still rang in her ears, she was condemed to work with Braum over the project and already from claiming the child, to naming it, he was running the show. His 'invitation' came across more like a demand, or even a pathetic attempt at trying to seem pleasant for the sake of getting Cricket to leave them both alone.

For Sammy the aviary was neither good nor bad, she personally didn't have any winged pets. Actually the only pet she really has recently was her Scareon Ixxy who was probably right now flopped over onto one of the many boxes in her room eagerly awaiting her return. Trailing behind the other three she glanced around the aviary and did find herself admiring the whole thing... minus the demon who's wings blotted out the view. The idea that she would be seeing him outside of class was far from appealing.

And so she lingered behind the trio looking off to the side while trying not to look horribly pissed about the whole situation.

The smile from Hadiyya caught Sammy somewhat off guard. She couldn't say what it showed though her mind suspected it held some sort of pity. For what though Sammy couldn't begin to guess so she simply nodded in turn to the other girl and had continued to remain as impartial to the whole situation as best she could only breaking from this to look at the owl in question.

Till now she had never seen one up close, Siddie had Schinks, and herself a Scareon, but never an owl. "Can't say I've ever seen one so close, I've never been one for birds, the poor things would be more miserable then I am if they had to share my basement dorm... but I suppose they would tell me to keep it here instead." Glancing to the side she took note of the view from building grumbling, "The birds get a better view then we do..."

Junko was somewhat surprised to find she was being guided out with Yaya and Braum, and kind-of-sort-of-Sammy...she was grateful to be out of the sex ed class but she was still surprised. The only demon Junko had ever socialized with was Sin, but she was so nice! So maybe all those stories about demons being total racist snobs was all an exaggeration? Or something. Nevertheless she happily followed alongside them, letting Yaya carry their baby while she tried to think of an answer for her. She'd...never named a baby before! And Yaya wanted suggestions from her so she had to think hard on this, eying it quietly as they walked. It was a pumpkin, it was orange. Maybe...orange? "Daidaiiro would be a nice name, I think. Or just Daidaii. What do you suggest, Yaya?" She chirped to her partner, looking more and more excited the longer this went on. This class hadn't been so bad after all! Junko was making new friends, she was going to get a good grade, but mostly she was making more new friends! That was all that mattered. Grades are totally overrated. Junko was, of course, open to any suggestions Yaya may have to offer and was fine with compromising if they had trouble deciding on a name; She was remaining quiet for some reason, it was starting to worry Junko. Why was She so quiet? Was She waiting for the most inopportune moment to interrupt and make all three of them hate her and think her a freak? Ugh. Whyyy?

Junko blinked, watching Braum leave them to attend to a nest higher up in the aviary. She'd never been here before! Junko had no flying pets so she had no reason to ever come in here, and She tended to scare off any birds that fluttered near her. It was quite bothersome. Because of this she stared around the aviary in awe, her mouth hanging open somewhat. Wow! It...kind of stank but wow! This was incredibly! She could hear some of them singing amongst the squeaks and calls and screeches, giggling and looking around to try and find their sources until she saw Braum's little antics with his own birds, giggling softly and pressing her fingers to her lips as he returned and gave her the 'not a word leaves this room!' look. "We won't tell, we promise." She didn't seem to realize saying 'we' when neither Braum nor Yaya seemed to realize she wasn't exactly alone would make her sound a wee bit crazy. Oops. Well, if questioned she'd have to explain. Junko's gaze turned to Yaya when the owl was held out for her to see and both of the birds were introduced to her and Sammy, giggling and reaching out carefully to pet him if he allowed it.

"How cute! I don't have any birds, I have a couple cats..and the most adorable little foxes! They're very lovely, Braum." She had a few other pets, but those were her favorites. Yes, Junko had favorites. She looked to Sammy standing off to the side all by herself, suddenly feeling rather awkward. She and Braum didn't get along, right? It was clear in class and it was clear now even if one hadn't been in the class at all when they argued, there was so much tension! How were they going to work out this project? Surely they'd have to learn how to be at least civil with one another, right? "So um..." Now what? They were here, they had their babies...what next?

Yaya laughed softly at Socrates' scree. "He's such a polite bird." She gave him another fond stroke as he nibbled the loops of her hair before turning her attention to Junko. She hadn't meant to make the other feel she was being ignored. "Daidaii is an adorable name. I think it's very fitting, so my vote will go to that." The gourd in question was shifted a bit in her grip from one arm to the other.

She held her tongue for a moment or two as Bruam gave his explination of the aviary to Samantha, or at least to her inqury, if not directly to her. He didn't seem to be acknowledging her at all, though she supposed it was large step up from desiring her death. At least the fighting hadn't started again. The animosity was.. confusing. She couldn't understand the undead's resentment towards her personally.

She watched the both of them warily. Shifting a bit to the side so the line of her hip touched that of the monster ghoul's beside her. The tension was beginning to get to her. "What shall we do with our lovely babies now?"

Braum sniffed in displeasure. What kind of mother forgot their baby's name? Of course, this only proved to him even more so that Samantha was completely wrong for the position, and he was completely intending to do something about it. Flaring his wings so that they rested along the circled edge of the nest he was lounging in, he held the pumpkin in his lap fondly, stroking the top of it absentmindedly while staring all three girls down. It was obvious he was not going to take any flack for his decision, which he found, quite honestly, to be a good compromise. Neither of them would have to work together, and each of the babies would probably turn out much better and well cared for, thus earning all four of them better grades. Scooping up Archamedies from his pocket and setting him on his lap with the pumpkin, he pet the little spoiler as he nodded softly to himself, as if finalizing the decision in his brain before choosing his words.

"His NAME is Aerrue.
As for what I called you all here for........I think it would be most beneficial if we switched partners for the duration of the project, and turned them in as our original pairs.

Miss Junko......I can attest personally that while Yaya is very sweet and mild mannered, she can be quite forgetful, and is more likely to place the baby outside the door to regain her peace and quiet so she can sleep. Which she does quite a lot, and probably needs, to be honest, her type of magic is very draining.

The carrion and I cannot get along to save our lives, and I absolutely refuse to have any child of mine raised by her, so we would constantly be at odds. That would only make the baby suffer, and thus lower our grade, I'm sure.

So my proposal works for everyone really. We simply raise the children apart from one another, and at the last minute switch mommies to turn them back in. Samantha would turn ours in with me, and Hadiyaa would turn in hers with Miss Junko. It's a win-win situation," he encouraged, practically hissing out Samantha's name with distaste, while trying not to sound TOO overbearing, but making it clear he truly believed everyone's grade would suffer with the current arrangements. Forceful, but allowing just enough wiggle room that someone could think they were actually contributing to the decision.

Junko blinked and jumped a little at the sudden touch to her hip, looking to Yaya and then down at their hips. She was awfully close, but then again she had been very close with Braum who had said she was just a dear friend. Maybe this was just how she was? Very strange though, Junko wasn't used to being touched; she couldn't remember if she had ever so much as hugged anyone at Amityville. She was pretty sure she hadn't! She didn't move away for fear she'd upset the demon in some way, but it was rather clear she was a bit tense and unsure of what to do with her being touched. She didn't...dislike it terribly? It wasn't a bad feeling or anything! She just didn't know what to do about it. "I'm not sure, I've never raised a pumpkin before." Was it like raising a pet? She had a few of those! But maybe not, it was supposed to be a baby not a pet, and babies weren't pets. Damn!

But then Braum began to speak of some kind of plan, looking up at him with a furrowed brow. Switch partners? But she liked Yaya so far, why would she--oh. Ohhhh she understood now. He just didn't want to work with Samantha. Junko frowned, her fingers pressed to her lips as she looked to the undead and then Braum with concern. She didn't dislike anyone here, she had no reason to, but this plan really didn't sound like a good idea. "Well...as long as she doesn't hurt it I...I'm not sure that's such a--" Junko gasped and jumped closer to Yaya when Samantha threw a fit over the plan, watching with wide eyes as the birds flew out of the tree with loud cries of indignation, sure she disliked this plan as well but there were more polite ways of rejecting it than losing your cool! She was very tempted to cling to Yaya as Samantha turned to them, almost worried of what she'd do in her current fit of rage. People didn't think when they were angry! She could do something she didn't mean and regret it later! B-but hey! She wasn't an idiot! That wasn't fair!

"She's got a point you know!" She finally interjected, having been awake and listening all this time. She was not going to let some stupid demon screw over Her Junko. Hell no. Junko frowned and put her hands over the back of her head as if to shut Her up before either of the two still left in the room, looking from Yaya to Braum.

"While I...understand you wouldn't want to work with someone you dislike," Junko would be less than pleased herself if she had to work with Mei-Xiu, she felt so bad for that little zombie girl who was stuck working with her, but she would at least attempt to do it for the grade even if she had to raise the baby all by herself! "I'm not sure it's such a good idea...someone could catch wind, regardless of Samantha telling Miss Cricket about it, and then they could maybe say something. I don't see it working out very well, it could get all of us in trouble." She finally dropped her hands from her head now that she'd said her piece, hoping and praying that She wouldn't add her two cents in as well. How could Braum think that plan could possibly work without some kind of consequence even if Samantha had agreed to do it and not instead go to Cricket about it?

Braum was furious. He screeched his displeasure as she stormed out of the aviary, not only effectively pissing him off, but disturbing the birds, which was the real crime. Poor Archie had almost fallen out of their nest! He trilled quickly to the birds that had taken flight and were squawking in displeasure, in an attempt to calm them down. He didn't own any of them, but still, birds had a habit of losing their feathers when they were highly upset, and he didn't want any of them to suffer because Samantha was an idiotic prat who needed to learn her place. If he hadn't been coming down from a vision, he would've flown higher to check on every single one of them, but as it was, his wings intellectually told him not to move right now as a shudder passed through them. Anger plus lack of motor skills did not for good flying make.

Instead he retreated farther into the next that he was perching on, curling up with the pumpkin and Archie. What he WANTED to do was swoop down upon the girl, tear her to shreds, and then giggle as he watched the various pieces of her body and organs twitch. He took a few deep breaths to calm his more violent nature. Even Yaya hadn't seen too much of that side of him yet, and he wanted to keep most of the crazy at bay at least for a little while longer.

His hearing zeroed in on Junko's agreement with Samantha. AGREEMENT. REALLY? He hadn't been lying, to be honest. He literally thought Yaya would be a negligent mother. He adored the marid, but half the time she slept through class, let alone sleeping through a baby's needs. Who would be there to take care of the child if it had a bad dream? What if it got scared? What if it needed time "alone", and a watchful parent needed to be hovering in the trees stealthily, just to make sure they were safe? Who would be there to explain that ghouls were young ladies to be treated respectfully, except during the rutting season, in which all gloves were off and you could ruffle them up as much as you pleased? Braum found himself having an incredibly strong desire to be that person that was there. Like his father had been there for him, when he had time.

He'd never blamed his father his political career, he was a widely sought out political consultant, and for good reason. He was good at what he did, and if he "saw" your opponent get pushed down a well and fall into a coma, thus taking them out of the race, who was going to question the psychic ability of a Raum? They DID foresee horrible things. But he'd been a good father in the seasons he wasn't helping someone campaign. And even when he was gone, he was only a skellyphone call away, and he always made time to talk to his son.

He clutched the pumpkin fondly, petting it and silently vowing that he wouldn't let Samantha OR Cricket take it from him. He'd grown alarmingly close to it in a short time. He wondered if his father had gotten so attached to him when his birth pumpkin had broken only to show a large egg, meaning they had to wait even longer for their fledgling to hatch. Bartimaeus probably had. Deep down, he was a softie, just like his son. But Yaya shook Braum out of his introspective thoughts.

Both he and Archimedes leaned over the edge of the nest to peer down at Junko and Yaya, raising an eyebrow, which Archie consequently tried to mimic and failed since birds did not have eyebrows. It made Braum smile just a little at the tiny bird's antics, and he pat him on the head for good measure. Swooping up both pumpkin and bird, he jumped over the side of the nest abruptly, spreading his wings wide to simply glide down to safety. He wasn't up to active flying, but gliding didn't require much. He still wobbled a tiny bit when he landed though, a rare occurrence for the graceful bird. He shrugged it off and stared straight at the girls, his confidence not missing a beat and pretending as if he'd never wavered at all.

"..........you do know I don't NEED help? I can be a perfectly fine father on my own......but I suppose it would be good for Aerrue to have a sibling.....and Dai is going to need a father figure....I'll agree to helping you two out," he said, his words full of arrogance and denial, but his eyes were warm with thanks and excitement for the idea. It was as good an admittance of fault that they were going to get out of him, and he wanted to see how mothers reacted to their children anyways. His mother had never been around, so he assumed all women sluffed the responsibilities and care off on the males. For some reason, he didn't get that feeling from Junko, though he kept in the back of his mind that Yaya would need to be watched, but that wasn't hard since they were together so often anyways.