Damn-Art

Their coffee break over, Molly and her command crew were just about to return to the bridge when Theo ambled into the crew mess. His hands fell to his sides, he sighed then declared, “Okay diaper changed, Lily's back in her crib, I'm squared away and ready to work dinner prep.” “You look frazzled, Theo,” Molly said, “have a cup of coffee first.” Elizabeth told her husband, “Yeah take a few moments, Lover.” Theo Flynn was in no mood to argue. As he helped himself to a mug of military-grade coffee, he looked to the galley hatch being blocked by Ed, Billy and Duncan. He said, “Sorry to hold you up but hey, the captain told me to have a coffee.” Arms folded over his chest, grin firmly in place, Billy told his fraternal twin, “Hey I've been where you are, but with twins. Count yourself lucky.” Theo turned to Ed. “Oh I do,” he said, “every second of the day but Dad, I've got to know how you did it.” Ed prodded, “Did what?” Billy snickered before Theo explained, “I freely