1.9 Glitchiffy!

Hello again! After a crazy weekend at work, I now have three glorious days of freedom. And guess what that means? More Langurds, of course! Because that’s what everyone wants in life.

Last time, Morgana gave birth to triplets Ripper, Rotter, and Razor, the first of our eligible Generation Two children. Tuesday went into labour, but the chapter was getting tediously long so I left her hanging like the gracious creator I am.

Tuesday: Get to it already, will you? I’ve been in labour for sixty-five hours, thank you very much!

Alright, alright. Off to the hospital you go.