A/N: Inspiration has been pretty sparse lately, plus I've been looking up new recipes, learning how to drive and reconnecting with friends. No excuse, I know. Hopefully this'll be better.
The creature looked horrifically ugly to a little two-year-old, with wrinkled brown skin, folds and folds of fat, slit eyes like a monster and a screech that rivals anything she's heard before, and they're asking her to hold it? Are they crazy? But she can't say no, otherwise it would make sadness appear in the kind lady's eyes, so she obligingly holds her arms out and the monster is settled into her arms and pillows are stuffed around her while the adults hover close by.
"What?" She asks, not understanding why they look so worried. "What did I do?"
"Nothing, honey, nothing," Her father says with a chuckle. "He's just a little baby, and you might drop him. It hurts babies more than you or me to be dropped."
"Really, why's that?" The little girl says as she's distracted by the "baby" making a wide yawn and opening his eyes to reveal the biggest brown eyes she's ever seen. She isn't like all the other little girls who just love babies, but she has to admit Cub is cute in his own way.
"They're just delicate, is all."
"I think she likes him, Charlie." The man who looks like Cub says, smiling widely at his own statement. "Maybe there are wedding bells in our future, eh?"
Her dad shakes his head. "Just born, and you're already trying to marry your son off…I'll never understand your logic, Billy."
"Maybe not, but that's fine with me. Hey, Bella, do you want to marry Jacob someday?"
Bella purses her lips and makes a face. "No! Married people kiss, and I don't like that. It looks really gross."
The adults burst into laughter. Cub looks up at Bella intently as if he doesn't think the idea is so bad.