<span style="color: #5900b3">"that's just it, they rarely interact with each other now that they are separate and they are still being jealous and spiteful... i have divided my time as fairly as i can and still they keep accusing me of loving the other more. that's the problem, i don't feel like i can say anything to either of them without getting accused of playing favorites... but if they don't learn to behave i am going to glue them together until they learn to get along."</span><br/><br/>the hatching was by no means a quick process. the spikes that now covered the egg reinforcing it and protecting it somewhat if it had ever been attacked now worked to keep the baby inside. however the baby was strong and determined and the fight to get free stayed strong. despite the flare, Rachel still arrived twenty minutes later and by now there were long, thick cracks in the shell.<span style="color: #0000ff">"I'm home my dears... sorry I'm late, a Ghoul dropped a tree on itself like a moron and had to be rescued... dears?"</span>she wandered in looking for them and upon seeing them all around the egg she walked over, the temperature plummeting.<span style="color: #0000ff">"is something wrong? oh!"</span>her mood immediately shifted and the cold fades aas she sat down between them to hold them close and watch.<span style="color: #0000ff">"I'm sorry I'm late."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>