Someone ate the baby, it's absolutely clear. Someone ate the baby, 'cause the baby isn't here.

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

[There was a baby in the Jungle room.  How did he get there?  Who knows.  This particular baby was very good at slipping his caretakers, especially when he didn't really want to stay with them.  It wasn't as though they'd been bad, or that he didn't like them, it was just that they weren't the right person.  And, of course, they weren't quite as interesting as the jungle, with all its brightly colored plants and hopping bugs.]

[And big green-brown crocodiles, too.]

[The little baby Liquid was sitting on the shore of a river, looking curiously at one of the big crocodiles that was basking in it.  The reptile was looking back at him, head slightly cocked, probably considering whether a baby-shaped snack was worth the trouble of moving to get it.]

[Liquid was leaning forward, one arm outstretched, trying very hard to pet the crocodile.]

Nnhaa--

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[somnium-paterna.livejournal.com]

[And just like that, Snake's hands caught the child, picking him up.]

...hn. As if I needed more proof you were Liquid.

[He was relieved to find the child, though he didn't show it. It cooled his fears. He studied the child for injuries, forgetting his surrounding. It was a fool's mistake. One of the crocodiles, bereft of its dinner, snapped at him and he jerked his leg back just in time. There was a rush of heat and a feeling of wetness, but the pain did not kick in just yet.]

Liquid, are you alright?

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

[Liquid gave Snake a big, happy, gap-toothed smile when he was picked up. Finally, it was the right Snake-- he knew his big brother anywhere. The same voice that would have meant a cold, heartless killer to anyone else meant home to him.]

[Hugtiem for big bro]

[somnium-paterna.livejournal.com]

[Snake hugged the child to him, almost absently now that he'd found him. At last, the child was safe - and, from the looks of him, none the worse for wear. That was good. Wonderful, even.]

I take it that's a yes.

[You're getting a tickle, kiddo.]

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

[Have an arm full of squirming, giggling baby, Snake.]

[somnium-paterna.livejournal.com]

...heh. Good to have you back with us, kid. [He shifted the baby in his arms.]

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

[Liquid made a happy noise and cuddled up to his big brother. The sentiment is definitely returned, Snake.]

[Might want to get out of that room before the crocodiles decide that they'd go for a bigger snack, too.]

[somnium-paterna.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's already bleeding. He jerks his foot aside to avoid snapping teeth and turns to leave the room. Quickly. How the hell did Big Boss put up with those things?]

Wonder who took care of you all this time...

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

[Probably by shooting them until they turned into rations. Like he dealt with most things.]

[It's a good thing that Babyquid can't see all of that blood, or else it might remind him of the last time he saw Snake covered in blood, and how he wouldn't wake up even when he cried.]

[And he's going to say hello to his favorite teething rings now-- also known as Snake's fingers. Nom nom nom.]

[reallyold1]

Stop that! [An old man has grabbed the baby, while a dog snaps at the crocs.]

Who in the world would leave a baby -

[Looks very carefully at the baby.]

...A Liquid. Hnnh.

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

Nha?

[But he wanted to pet the crocodile!]

[This is not a very happy looking baby.]

[reallyold1]

[But the croc does not want to be petted by you, Babyquid. It wants snackies.]

[The old man and dog beat a quick retreat from the river and the crocs.]

Now be still. [Puts baby down next to the dog.]

[The dog makes a face - Uh, small children. She goes up to the baby anyway, however.]

[cuddlytykebomb.livejournal.com]

[The dog is fluffy enough to distract Babyquid from any thoughts of crocodiles or escape. This was probably for the best, because Liquid was a little ninja and had escaped from more than one guardian by this point.]

[Pet pet pet pet]

[:D]

[reallyold1]

[The dog endures the pettings, valiently.]

What in the world were you doing in there?

[Is checking baby over for injuries. It would be nice if he had some contact numbers or something.]

[Is also petting his head.]

[bossuboku.livejournal.com]

[Aww a baby-OH JESUS CHRIST] !! No! That's bad! It's uh....dirty! Dirty! [He grabs the kid, holding him close to his chest] Crocodiles aren't good! ...To play with but they're good to eat as long as you know how to catch one without getting bit.