"A la puerta del cielo
Venden zapatos
Para los angelitos
Que andan descalzos"
Marco held Luna gently in his arms, rocking her as she drifted off to sleep. He was singing"A La Puerta del Cielo"a lullaby his mother and father had sung when he was a baby.
"Duérmete niña
Duérmete niña
Duérmete niña
Arrú arrú"
When Luna had fallen asleep he made to stand, but found his other arm trapped underneath a sleeping Star. Groaning inwardly, but not really upset, he lay back and closed his eyes. In short order he was deep asleep as well.
Star woke to the sound of Luna fussing a little. The baby girl was never one to cry much, thankfully. She rolled off of Marco and tried to pick up her daughter. No good; Marco's dad instincts had locked his arm solidly, if gently, around his daughter while he slept. Star tried to pry his arm open with a little more force to no avail. At this point Luna was wide awake, watching her Mom with big, sparkling eyes.
"You want to help me out, sweetie? Wake up Daddy for me," Star tickled her daughter's cheek.
Luna giggled around her pacifier, but the noise did little to wake the King. Star rolled her eyes. It was cute that Marco's innate ability to be a good dad extended into his sleep, but she wanted a turn holding Luna too.
"Marco," Star poked him in the side, "Marco..."
He stirred briefly, but did not open his eyes.
"Marco, wake up," Star shook his shoulder.
"Hm?" Marco blinked as he came to, "What's up?"
"Do you think I could take Luna for a bit? You won't let go..."
"What?" Marco looked down to see his daughter looking back at him, then back at her mother, "Oh, yeah. Sorry, honey," he relaxed his arm and handed Luna over.
"Thanks, dear," Star rocked her child as she walked toward the door, "Let's go get you fed while daddy gets some sleep, okay?"
When Star returned after taking care of Luna, she found Marco asleep again. His arm had curled around one of Luna's many large stuffed toys and held it just like his daughter.
