I'm soooo excited I finally got a fanfic posted up here! This is based off a real conversation between me, my boyfriend, and his 2 year old sister. Andre and Tori are already dating in the fic (as they would be if I owned Victorious. Curse you, Dan Schneider :P) and I tried to find a way to describe Andre's little sis, but I couldnt :P. Just picture a 2 year old, girl version of Andre with pigtails instead of dreads lol.
Ok, ok I won't hold you up anymore. Enjoy!
"Towi! Ball!"
I smiled and tossed Arica's oversized ball into the yard.
"I still don't see how a ball can make a little girl so happy," Andre chuckled, watching his baby sister run around the yard, clutching her ball like it was made of gold.
"Don't tell me you didn't have a favorite toy when you were a little kid."
"I did...but a life size red Power Ranger is a million times better than giant ball."
"Only in your mind, Andre," I laughed, "besides, it's big, sparkly, and pink. What more could a two year old girl want?"
"Uh-huh. Did you like big, sparkly, pink things when you were two?"
"Yeah, but then I turned three and learned about all the other colors in the world."
We both laughed until we saw Arica toddling up to us. She climbed up the steps and went to hug her brother's legs. I smiled. I loved seeing the two of them together. There was something about the little girl that melted the musician's whole 'big, strong guy' exterior. Kind of the same effect Belgian hot chocolate had on him.
"Andwe," she laid her head on his knees and looked up at him.
Andre smiled. "Yeah, Munchkin?"
She pointed at the ball. "My ball."
"I see your ball."
"Not yours," she pointed back at him.
Dre fought back a laugh. "I'm not gonna take you ball, Arica."
She fixed him with a hard glare- which was so adorable I couldn't help but laugh- then crossed the porch and laid her head on my knees. She looked back at Andre.
"My Towi," she said.
"Now, see, that's where I gotta draw the line, baby sis," Andre reached over and interlocker his fingers with mine, "Tori's mine."
Arica climbed into my lap and tried to push his hand away. "Uh-uh, Andwe. My Towi," she repeated.
Dre shook his head. "My Tori."
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Finally, Andre shrugged and let my hand go. "Alright, alright. You win, Munchkin. She's your Tori. but if that's your Tori..." he reached down and picked up the ball, "...this is my ball."
"My ball!" Arica scrambled from my lap, snatched the ball, and ran back out into the yard.
Andre grinned and pulled me over to him.
"So, I guess that means I'm your Tori," I smiled.
"Yep," he tilted my head up and kissed me, "And don't you forget it."
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