Disclaimer: I don't own Rizzoli and Isles. If I did Rizzles would be canon.
"Nonna?"
"Yes Cristof."
"I'm hungry."
"Well, what would you like?" Angela says walking into the kitchen.
"Goldfish!"
"Does your Mommy let you have those?"
"Maybe," Cris says, twirling his hair in his fingers while he talks to his Nonna.
"Cris," she warns.
"Please Nonna; Ma lets me have them…."
"But Mommy doesn't," Angela finishes for him
"Umhm," Cris says nodding his head up and down, his blonde hair falling in his eyes.
"Okay Cristof, just this once, and you better not tell Mau…Your mommy."
"I promise Nonna," he says shaking his head fervently.
Angela chuckles as she hands Cris the box of goldfish.
'Man,' she thinks,' I really need to learn how to say no to these kids.'
AN: Thank you for reading! I will be writing more and if you want a specific type of interaction between Cristof and Nonna Angela PM me or put it in the reviews.