Baby Girl
After three weeks, getting up several times during the night became a habit. Roxanne gave her man a push with her foot.
"Your turn," she mumbled, and turned over to her other side.
"Mmm... your turn, Roxanne."
"No. I did it last time."
With a tired groan, Megamind freed himself from the sheets and placed his feet into his bat slippers. He had one last look at the woman behind him – who had already fallen asleep again – before he headed for the baby's room.
She cried. There seemed to be no stopping her. The girl wasn't hungry, neither did she need a change. Megamind tried all the lullabies he could think of but she still continued to cry.
"What is it, baby?" he asked, getting a bit frustrated. "Why are you crying?"
Her usually peach face had turned purple from the constant screaming. The first days, that had worried him. Babies shouldn't be purple! But when they had found out that the baby girl had inherited his blood type (and colour) he'd been relieved. It seemed she was more like him than he'd first believed.
"Why are you- what?"
A Brainbot had flown in, making 'bow bow' sounds and handing him a screw driver. It turned its back against him and pointed at a loose screw. Megamind sighed.
"Fine, I'll fix it." He shifted he baby in his arms and fastened the screw. "There. You're fine. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a baby to..."
Suddenly he noticed the silence. With a confused expression he looked down at the girl in his arms. Her huge green eyes were fixed on the screw driver, and with plump little hands she reached for it.
"You want this?" Megamind asked and gave it to her. She laughed and grabbed it. Holding it clumsy, she pressed it against his chest and rolled it as if she was fastening something.
"Huh. You want to fix something?" With a sweet little "Gaaah!" followed by laughter, the baby agreed. Megamind let a hand trace over the large skull of his daughter.
"We are alike, you and me." Then he grinned. "Shall we find something for you to fix?" The baby girl smiled back and waived the screw driver in the air. He took that as a yes.
I've been meaning to write more about Sophia. I like her! So there WILL be more to come. And remember, she IS Megs' daughter, so her being able to do all of this after three weeks, really isn't a big deal.