ll Abhigya/TiSha AT#159-Chehra Tera Beauty, Baatein Teri Fruity ll - Page 93

(previously: rockmish resists (5 years old) | rockmish runs the day (6 years old))

*please do not requote the whole drabble bc it clutters the page, thank you!*

P: ok so I'll go in first for about 15 minutes and then I'll come back for Aditi
A: wait - what do you mean come back?
P: the doctor wants to see me alone first and then she'll see Aditi too. You can come for that part.
A: but - what?
8-month-old rockmish: *burbles happily while mumma hands her off to papa*
P: just settle her with her toys and make sure she doesn't choke on anything, you'll be fine
A: wait - no - fuggy! You can't leave me alone with her! What if she needs you! She could get hungry or she could cry or she could want to know the meaning of life -
P: *laughs* you'll be fine! *leaves*
A: *looks around the empty waiting room* *looks at his daughter in his arms*
R: *looks back at papa with wide eyes...that seem to be laughing*
A: ok...ok I can do this...i'm rockstar abhi, I can do anything...I can watch my little princess for fifteen minutes...thirteen and a half minutes...right princess? papa and princess, we're a team, right? *smiles at rockmish and bounces her on his knee*
R: *wriggles in papa's lap...looks at the baby bag on the floor...tries to reach for it*
A: whoa whoa whoa! Sambhal ke aditi! God I didn't even know you could bend backward like that 😲
R: *ignores papa...keeps trying to get to the bag where she knows mumma has hidden her toys...*
A: ok meri rajkumari wait one minute I will get the bag for you, uff! *plops rockmish into the chair next to him and holds her there with a hand against her stomach while getting the bag*
R: *raises her chubby baby arms to reach the bag as papa lifts it*
A: haaye you're so impatient, not like your mother at all! Wonder where you get it *rummages in bag*...maybe from your maasi...now what did she say? settle you with your toys? Ok...*pulls out a plush bean bag toy...looks like it's supposed to be a tiger but it's all flat and floppy so who knows...a ring of oversize plastic keys she always seems to be chewing on...a cool block with a rolling ball on the middle, that looks kind of fun...*
R: *leans against the arm of the chair and tries to get her plushie*
A: haaye meri ma main dehri hoon naa relax! *puts her toys on the chair with her...she's so small that she only takes up half the seat...hands her the tiger-thing*
R: *coos happily...bites on her plushie's paws*
A: arre arre arre aditi aise nahin! Get that thing out of your mouth! *pulls the plushie from rockmish's lips*
R: nuh - uh!!! *makes distressed noises and wrestles with papa to get her plushie back*
A: *tries to keep fighting with rockmish* no princess...don't put yucky tiger-thing paws in your mouth...*notices that the tiger-thing is actually kind of patchy and worn all-over...looks like it actually gets chewed on a lot...fuggy lets her?? How strange...but then it must be ok...*
R: *flails her arms in agitation...squeals at papa...hits his arm*
A: ok ok I surrender! Chew away my toothless princess, haaye!
R: *cheerfully gums at her plushie* *giggles* *makes baby noises* *puts down her plushie* *picks up her keys*
A: arre? All that fight and you don't even want the tiger thing? *shakes his head* *wonders why he is talking to a baby* *remembers that fuggy told him it's good for her to be spoken to*
R: *jangles her keys...bites them...tosses them to the ground*
A: aditi! Don't throw things beta, that's not nice. *picks up keys and puts them on her chair*
R: *looks at papa...looks at keys...kicks them away and picks up her tiger again*
A: it's fine if you don't want them baba but don't be so rough with your belongings naa *has a weird flashback to daadi saying the same thing growing up* *shakes it off* *picks up keys again and puts them on the chair*
R: *makes angelic cooing noises...kicks keys away again*
A: *stares at keys...stares at rockmish...decides not to get the keys*
R: *smiles at papa...makes loud screechy noises...happy noises but very loud...*
A: what a pair of lungs...there's no doubt that you're my daughter, even your baby yells sound good. We'll do duets when you're older...
R: *goes silent...leans back in her chair...looks at papa skeptically...picks up her tiger...turns her head to look at her keys on the ground...*
A: keep on looking princess...they're right where you left them...
R: uh!! ah!! *babbles...reaches forward for her keys*
A: *tips her back into the chair with a gentle hand on her shoulder* but you don't want those, remember? You kicked them away.
R: *widens her eyes at papa and looks betrayed...starts to cry*
A: arre! Nahin nahin aditi don't cry! Shh! Shh! *picks up the block with the ball in the middle and shakes it in front of rockmish's face*
R: *goes quiet...looks at the ball...suddenly frowns and starts crying again, turning her head away from the block*
A: what happened? Aditi, it's such a cool block, just look - *looks at the block...the ball in the middle has rotated to show an extremely creepy clown face* GAH! *drops the block* *picks up aditi and hugs her* sorry princess...papa is so sorry I didn't know...just wait til your mother comes back, I will have a word with her...what is she doing letting you play with scary clowns? and gumming on gross tiger-things too...
R: *calms down...looks around...holds onto papa's arm and tries to lean down for her keys again*
A: not this again Aditi...
*Rockmish and papa fight over keys...papa picks them up, rockmish drops them, papa doesn't pick them up, rockmish reaches for them...over and over...*
P: *rushes in* Sorry, sorry. The consult went long. But you were ok for twenty minutes right? You look just fine!
R: *smiles and makes happy noises and reaches for mumma*
A: pfft, of course we were fine, we're a team. But I do have something to bring up with you -
P: *lifts rockmish out of abhi's arms and into her own* tell me later, they're waiting for us inside. Can you packup aditi's toys please? Thanks, you're a star *pecks his cheek and leaves with aditi*
A: *grumbles* I know i'm a star, the whole world knows I'm a star, and she says it like a compliment...*picks up the infernal keys...lifts the saliva-dampened tiger thing between two fingers...tosses them in the bag...stares at the evil clown block...considers leaving it where it is...decides he needs it as evidence in front of Fuggy later and quickly adds it to the bag too...turns to follow Fuggy to the doctors office...takes a moment to congratulate himself on twenty stellar minutes of babysitting*

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