"Abort! Abort the mission!" Luke exclaimed, head swooshing back and forth frantically as he attempted to look for a place for the new found item. "I can't abort the mission. It's a live fucking baby, you dumbass!" I hissed out, internally freaking out as I hugged the sleeping baby to my chest. "Well what are we supposed to do?" He questioned exasperatedly, looking at me as if ~I~ were the woman who threw the baby into my own arms. I paused, looking at the sleeping child, his eyes were closed as he drooled slightly from his open mouth, "Luke...we have to take care of it." "...Oh fuck me. I leave you for one second and you manage to become a mother." "Yeah well," I paused, glancing up at him, "Guess who gets to be the father?" I rhetorically sang out, a shit-eating grin plastered on my face as he let out a long sigh. ------------ In which best friends Luke and Sage take it upon themselves to care for a child that was shoved into Sage's arms while Luke returned the cart to the grocery store.