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There’s a Land that I heard of once in a Lullaby

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"Why are you not freaking out?" Danny held the dirty diaper at arm's length.

Steve just shot him a smile before going back to administer a clean diaper with military precision.

"You have baby poop on your face, Steve. And yet I've never seen you quite so..."

Steve took out a wet-wipe for his own face, free hand steady on the baby's belly to make sure he wouldn't squirm his way off the make-shift changing table.

"It's a good look on you, babe," Danny smiled softly.

"What? The poop?"

"No," Danny said, taking a step closer to Steve, "The baby..."