"Pbbt!"
The kids giggled
"Pbbt!-Pbbt!- Pbbt!"
The kids tittered
"Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!- Pbbt"
The kids cackled before one of them reached their hands, gripping his face.
"Grabbie, aren't ya.- Pbbt!-Pbbt!"
More laughter and baby like coo's from their audience.
"Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!-Pbbt!"
*click*
The quadrant of Steven, Lars, Buck, and Sourcream all turned to the left where Ronaldo and Peedee stood, cellphone in hand.
 Peedee showed them the picture he just took of all four men. Their tongues out, eyes closed, giving raspberries to Ronaldo's new little daughters.
 The only father in the group.
With a contact listing displaying each of their significant other's names and a press of a screen, the picture was sent, and the seeds of a new generation were firmly planted