Fic: Mama!-KB verse
Title: Mama!
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Word Count: 259
Warnings (if any): This was written in my KB Verse but should be easy to follow. Goes within the Life & times Series!
Eliot brings her home and to say he is uneasy is putting it mildly. He is to both mother and father to Katie Beth.
He’s staying with his mother for the first month and consistently shouts for her help.
“Mom! Mom! She’s making a face. “He shouts staring down at his daughter.
“Babies make faces Eli, Is she crying?”
“Well no, but I need to be able to differentiate faces and cries.” His mother walks in calmly wiping her hands on a dishtowel she peers down.
“That face means she has gas.” And she walks out.
A few hours later.
Eliot hears a squelching sound and feels something warm. Then the wall of stench hits him.
“Mom she exploded! “All he gets in return is a gleeful laugh.
“Bad Katherine! Bad!” he tells his daughter as he goes to change her.
“I’m never having sex again.” He adds in a grumble.
A few months later his anxieties have passed and they are living on their own in Costa Mesa.
He’s sitting on the couch with baby resting on his up drawn knees.
“Can you say Daddy Katie Beth?” he asks grinning at her. “Come on say Dada!”
“Mama!”
“No I’m Dada.”
“Mama!”
“You have one of those Darlin’ I just don’t know where she is.” He kissed her forehead. “You said it last week little lady.”
“Mama!”
Eliot sighs. “Yep that’s me.” He kisses her again. “You’re lucky I love you so much kid!” Katie tugs at his hair and coos he takes it as “I love you too!”
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Word Count: 259
Warnings (if any): This was written in my KB Verse but should be easy to follow. Goes within the Life & times Series!
Eliot brings her home and to say he is uneasy is putting it mildly. He is to both mother and father to Katie Beth.
He’s staying with his mother for the first month and consistently shouts for her help.
“Mom! Mom! She’s making a face. “He shouts staring down at his daughter.
“Babies make faces Eli, Is she crying?”
“Well no, but I need to be able to differentiate faces and cries.” His mother walks in calmly wiping her hands on a dishtowel she peers down.
“That face means she has gas.” And she walks out.
A few hours later.
Eliot hears a squelching sound and feels something warm. Then the wall of stench hits him.
“Mom she exploded! “All he gets in return is a gleeful laugh.
“Bad Katherine! Bad!” he tells his daughter as he goes to change her.
“I’m never having sex again.” He adds in a grumble.
A few months later his anxieties have passed and they are living on their own in Costa Mesa.
He’s sitting on the couch with baby resting on his up drawn knees.
“Can you say Daddy Katie Beth?” he asks grinning at her. “Come on say Dada!”
“Mama!”
“No I’m Dada.”
“Mama!”
“You have one of those Darlin’ I just don’t know where she is.” He kissed her forehead. “You said it last week little lady.”
“Mama!”
Eliot sighs. “Yep that’s me.” He kisses her again. “You’re lucky I love you so much kid!” Katie tugs at his hair and coos he takes it as “I love you too!”