Title: Uncle Heero

Author: WickedGame

Archive: No Rest For the Wicked, my LJ

Category: fluff

Rating: G

Pairing: none

Warnings: baby talk

Notes: not beta read. For merith as per her request for a fic about Heero babysitting a toddler.

You know, nothing could have prepared me for this. I have fought hand-to-hand, shot, killed, blown up, and in general decimated everything around me since I was a young man. I know what it is to bleed and to hurt and to try to kill yourself. I know what it to live and to love.

No one ever told me that this was going to be the hardest thing I would ever have to do.

"Unca Heewo?" her little voice grabs my attention again.

"Yes Angelica?" I ask her for the tenth time.

"I wan baby!" she exclaims and then bats her eyelashes at me much like her mother used to do when she wanted something. She is pointing at an obscenely ugly and not even lifelike baby doll in a dress that is a horrid shade of pink.

"It's pink." I tell her.

"Is pree!" she insists.

She thinks this thing is pretty?

"Angelica, maybe we should go now. Your mother is going to be home soon." I tell her. Her face drops, and she frowns at me.

"Unca Heewo, you not nice. Is bad bad. Shamey!" she says emphatically, stomping her foot and shaking a finger at me. That long, blond hair and those brown eyes are making me feel…inadequate.

I should have never let Relena convince me to baby sit. I should have told her to ask Duo or maybe even Quatre. Those two are just as good with kids as she is. But she asked me and for some unknown reason I accepted.

Angelica and I had elected to go out for a bit. We had some ice cream and then came to this toy store. It was a bad idea, I know that now. Never take a toddler into a toy store.

Especially not one with the gift of her mother's voice.

She stuck out her lower lip and looked up at me through her long lashes, a gift from her father.

"Peas?" she asks softly.

Shit.

Ice Cream – 6 credits

Gas – 10 credits

One baby doll – 20 credits

Not having to see Angelica Meiran Peacecraft-Chang stick her lower lip out at me? - priceless