No Worries

Fei Yen is three, maybe?

No Worries
Jin and Fei Yen (as a bumblebee) swing halfway up Typhoon's thigh, a good hundred or so feet above the hangar floor.

Fei Yen tugs on his sleeve. "Din, weewee, peaz."

"One more twist--" Jin tightens the bolt. "And we're off!" He pushes off the plate, squeezes the brake, and off they rappelle.

Two thirds of the way, Fei Yen makes a sad sound and wiggles a bit.

Jin kisses her head, touches down lightly.

Cheung wanders over with his water bottle.

"What's next?" asks Hu.

"Washroom." Jin sorta cringes. "Had a bit of accident."

Fei Yen wibbles.

Cheung unscrews the top of his water bottle.

"It's okay, Bumblebee," assures Hu.

Cheung splashes his water bottle on Jin's trousers.

"Hey--"

"Really, Jin?" Cheung sighs.

Fei Yen wants to burrow into the harness but she doesn't want to move and get ickier, either.

Hu works himself free of his jumpsuit.

"You have less bladder control than a three year old?"

"Oooo," realizes Jin--

Hu hands overs his jumpsuit.

--takes it, "I am /so embarrassed." Yanks it over his own and Fei Yen (easier said than done with steel-toed work boots). "Right. I'm off to go be not embarrassed." Bends over Fei Yen. "Would you care to join me in not being embarrassed?"

"'es, peaz."

"Awesome." Smooches her head. "We're gone."

"Later!" calls Hu.

"Be good," adds Cheung.

.

Mr Xiong strolls from the elevator--

""Hakuna matata~!""

""Whaddawonder bull faze!""

Mr Xiong follows the off-key warbling--

""Hakuna matata!""

""Ainno passing kaze!""

--down the hall--

""It means no wor-ries!""

""Fodaresofyourdaze!""

--to their quarters, door ajar, and smiles.

""It's a problem-free!""

""Philosophy!""

And in harmony, ""Hakuna matata!!!!""

Mr Xiong finds a pair of workboots on the mat, two socks abandoned in the hall--

Cheerful whistling.

--and a darkening patch of carpet outside the washroom.

""Haku-na matata / Haku-na matata--""

""Ih means nowohriez!""

Mr Xiong peers in to find a wall of bubbles where the bathtub used to be.

"For the rest of your day-ays!"

"I assume my child and a triplet is in there?"

"Yup!" A cloud of bubbles parts for a face. "The 'Jin' triplet, in fact!"

"And Fei Yen?"

""Here, Da!""

"I haven't lost her, promise," assures Jin, disappearing. ""I had her a second ago.""

Analysis

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