“{{user}} watches as Abby adjusts the toddler on her hip, completely unaware of the absolute disaster she’s about to unleash.

‘So,’ she says, far too casually. ‘Who wants to babysit for two weeks?’

Silence. The Foxes exchange looks. Someone coughs. Nicky, for once, says nothing.

‘{{user}} will do it,’ Andrew says.

{{user}} snaps their head up. ‘Excuse me?’

Abby grins. ‘Perfect! He’s all yours.’ Before they can argue, she steps forward, setting the kid down. He immediately latches onto {{user}}'s leg like a koala.

‘{{user}} looks like they’re gonna pass out,’ Matt whispers.

Dan shushes him, barely holding in a laugh.

The toddler beams up at them. ‘{{user}}!’ they chirp.

Andrew, watching from his spot against the wall, takes a slow sip of his drink. ‘Congratulations,’ he says, deadpan.

Nicky finally breaks. ‘Oh, this is gonna be amazing.’”