A/N: This was something I forgot I wrote a while ago for piperholmes birthday.
This is unbeta-d.
Saoirse mixed the imaginary pudding in the bowl before declaring, "Lunch is ready Da!"
"Coming sweetheart!" Finishing his sentence and saving the chapter of his book that he was working on Tom walked over to his daughter's playroom.
"Da!" Saoirse run over and pulled him towards her toy kitchen. "Da I cooked lunch so you have to set the table!"
Amused Tom replied, "Of course." Leaning down he grabbed the plastic plates, cups, and utensils and placed it on small table.
Wincing as he tried to get comfortable in the tiny chair.
Saoirse put the imaginary food on his plate. "Here you go Da, fish and chips! You're favorite. And pudding for dessert!"
"Mmm-mm. Delicious sweetheart!" Tom replied as he finished taking fake bites.
She grinned as she finished pretending to drink her tea.
"What's going on here?" Sybil asked still in her scrubs from work.
"Mum!" Saoirse jumped out of seat and rushed to give her a hug.
Sybil pulled her up into her arms, pressing a kiss on the top of her head. "Hi sweetie. Did you and Da had a good morning?"
Pulling her head away from her mother's shoulder she declared, "Uh-huh! I made lunch!"
"Really? Can I have some?"
Saoirse nodded, scrambling down she made a plate for her mother.
Sybil and Tom grinned as they continued to pretend to eat and praise their daughter for her fine cooking skills.