Fluff!
"Ben? Come and look!" Cillian called from downstairs. Ben's footsteps thumped on the wooden steps.
"What is it Cillian? Oh…" Ben stood unblinking on the bottom step and watched as a small, pudgy toddler in tiny denim overalls took his first steps across the room, towards Ben and Cillian. Cillian looked at Ben with teary eyes, his noise overflowing with BEN an' TODD an' WALKING an' SO SMALL. "Cillian, he's walking. Our boy is walking."
"We raised him good Ben, We did good. Didn't we?"
"Course we did." Ben laughed as Todd promptly fell to the floor "His ma woulda been proud" he smiled as Todd sat on the floor, giggling at his soft toy dog. Cillian knelt down on the floor next to him.
"What's your doggy called Todd?" Todd only knew a few words but he knew what to say instantly
"Manchee!"
"That's a great name, Todd!" Todd continued to play on the floor as Cillian went and sat next to Ben on the sofa, with Ben's head resting on his shoulder. They sat there, the sun going down behind them until Todd hopped up onto Ben's lap to go to sleep, Ben's head rests on Cillian's chest as the three of them started to fall asleep.
"Night pa Ben, Night pa Cillian.' Mumbled a sleepy Todd.
"Night Todd, Night Cillian.' Said Ben, slipping his hand into Cillian's and planting a kiss on his cheek before silently falling asleep.