"Wait, what?" You protest as Judas starts walking down the hall. "You can't do that! They won't even recognize I'm a person!" The twins didn't know how to pull their punches and were constantly roughhousing too hard even if you were a full-grown man. And baby Ricky... a baby wouldn't understand what was going on at all, and you shuddered as you thought about all the places you've seen Ricky stick things he found off the ground.
"Yeah, so?" Judas shrugged. "It'll only be for a couple hours until I'm back. Don't you want an adult to stay with them? That's why you wanted me to stay home, after all."
"I don't want to stay with them like this!" You argue. "I can't watch them at all. It's not safe for me or the kids." Judas considered this. It was a fair point- even if he wanted you to suffer a bit at the hands of his younger brothers, it would be terrible if something actually bad happened to his brothers because no competent adults were around to watch them. Maybe it would be best if he stayed home after all. But then again, Peter had babysat plenty of times, and Judas could always call him out of his room to watch the kids until the party was over.
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