Raven:I don’t think your baby likes me.
Ruby:She doesn’t like Yang either. She’ll hit her in the face.
Ruby:I think she’s confused by the color. You look a little like mama, but aren’t mama.
Raven:Are you gonna hit me?
Carmine:…*rests head* Baah. *nuzzles in*
Ruby:I guess you pass the test.
Raven:Why does she hate Yang.
Raven:It’s alright kid. Took me a minute for her to grow on me too, but she’s really lovely.
Ruby:I know what you’re saying, but I’m she wasn’t here to hear that.
Raven:It was a jooooke. *rocking baby*
Ruby:Oh she’d be jealous. Carmine would fight her tooth and nail for this.
Raven:….What arm was she holding her in.
Ruby:Why does that- oooooooh.
Yang:*holding in left arm*….
Raven:So were you just letting her rest on metal like an inmate?
Raven:You hold babies often. You have one.
Yang:He never cared! I didn’t notice.
Ruby:In her defense, I never noticed either.
Raven:Well at least it’s solved. Now she won’t try to fight you randomly anymore.
Ruby:I did think it was weird. She’s so well behaved otherwise. Going around picking fights didn’t seem like her style. Anyways… *opens arms* return her before she loves you more than me.
Yang:And now a new child wants to get grumpy and fight me.
Ruby:And I’ll bite the metal arm to make a statement.