ooc: Bahahhaa it seemed fitting, with the owners they have.

Vianna was still on the couch beside the sleeping pair, having not left their side for a second in fear of something happening while she was gone; she would never forgive herself if anything ever happened to little Gabe while she was supposed to be watching over him. By this time, both bags of marshmallows had been left empty, all of the fluffy white snacks having been devoured by Fervi's six furry pets who now lay scattered all around the living room, too full of marshmallows to move. Vianna had had a few marshmallows herself, and had picked up one of the books Ferris kept on the coffee table to distract herself when the marshmallows were gone and Ferris and Gabe were still sleeping. It was a rather amusing sight, actually, to see the girl reading one of her husband's books while in one of his argyle sweaters; it just went to show how much of an influence he was on her without her even realizing it.

Vianna looked up from the pages of the book she'd just started about forty-five minutes ago as she heard a soft 'mmm' only to find that Ferris had woken up. The girl greeted him with a warm smile then, her gaze momentarily falling onto the sleeping baby still resting on his chest. "Good evening, Mr. Montgomery," she greeted playfully, as if this was a stranger she'd been watching over and not her husband. "Sleep well?"