"August! Come here, August!" Mavis called. The boy in question stood a yard away, his small hands holding on to a tree to keep himself up.

"Come on August! You can do it! Come to Mommy!"

"How about Daddy helps you start?"

Mavis smiled widely at the black-haired man who walked out of the trees into the clearing where Mavis and August were.

"Zeref!"

"Hello Mavis. Teaching August to walk?"

"Yup! He's been trying on his own. I'm just giving him a little push."

"Well, I think it's okay if I give him a hand."

"Of course!"

Zeref walked over to his son and knelt next to him.

"Hello August. I'm going give you a hand, okay? You just have to walk to Mommy, okay? Here, hold my hand."

August gripped two of his father's fingers as Zeref stood up.

"Okay, August. Slow at first. One foot in front of the other. That's it. Okay, ready to go on your own? Straight to Mommy, okay August?"

The duo walked a bit faster before August let go of his father's fingers and ran straight to his mother's arms as fast as his short legs would allow him to. Mavis immediately pulled her son into her arms for a hug and a smothering of kisses.

"Good job August! Mommy is so proud of you!"

Zeref walked over and sat next to the blondes.

"Daddy is too, August." The man said, pressing a kiss to the boy's head and rubbing his back.

The toddler in question looked up at his parents, blinking his large black eyes, before closing them with a wide grin that he inherited from his father.

"Augus wuvs you Mommy! Augus wuvs you Daddy!"

"We love you too August."

"Yes. We love you sooooo much."

August giggled as his parents both began pressing kisses to his face, which quickly evolved into a tickle war. (Zeref won. Both August and Mavis were extremely ticklish.)

That night Mavis and Zeref started to regret teaching their son to walk, as he quickly had learned how to run from them, and therefore bedtime. Not to mention, the boy was already very clever.

"August! August, come back! Where are you my little fairy?"

"August, come back! August!"

August smirked from his hiding spot. Sure, his parents thought he had just ran off into the woods, but honestly he was in the most comfortable place he knew: Mommy and Daddys' bed!