Disclaimer: This one shot contains babying, spanking, minor breast feeding and such. Credit for this idea does go to SeBriar. Thank you for the honest review, you were correct in what you said. But when you brought up big brother Edward, I figured this would be a good one to write. This has no affiliation with the first one. Twilight characters are included, including two of the same from the first, but it is not the same AU plotline. I love constructive criticism, but if this type of story just isn't your cup of tea, don't bother reading. =) I do not own Twilight or its characters.
Carlisle had always felt bad he couldn't give Esme one of the few things she always wanted, a baby. She had lost her first child and once she was turned, she knew another child would be impossible. Then he met Edward, one of his patients. He was a very anxious and nervous orphan, looking for a forever home. He offered to adopt him on one condition…he would be their baby. Edward was freaked out by it, but agreed, just to have a roof over his head. It all is so new to him, it only have been going on for two months, but he loves how nurturing Esme is. She's already his mommy.
"Oh Eddie, come here." He looks up from his blocks and over at his mommy, who's standing in the living room doorway. He gets up on his knees and crawls over. She reaches down and lifts up the seventeen year old with no struggle at all, holding him close to her. "Are you hungry?" He nods happily and she sits down in the chair, unbuttoning her blouse. She holds his head close to her bosom and he begins to suck. At first he felt uncomfortable doing this but it's become like second nature to him. She strokes his hair.
"What a good little boy," she tells him, patting his diaper clad bottom. He plays with her necklace and drinks his milk. When she's done, she burps him and continues cradling him. "How about we head over to Target? Mommy needs to buy a new outfit for Daddy's award ceremony."
"Otay Mama," he says in his baby lisp. Esme takes him upstairs and dresses him in khakis that snap at the crotch and a nice argyle sweater. She does his hair and puts saddle shoes on his feet. For the final touch for her handsome little dude, she puts a green pacifier in his mouth and clips it to his sweater. She picks him up and takes him down to the car, putting him in his car seat.
Edward was still adjusting to the public babying. His carriage was an old fashioned one where the baby could lay back and others could peer in and admire. Because of this, many thought he was a real baby. Bundled up under all the blankets, he really could pass of as one, sucking on his pacifier. For those who realized the truth, often casted Esme evil glances, but no one ever said anything. Many played along, pinching his cheeks and cooing about how adorable he was. Ask Esme the baby's age? "Seventeen months."
Once they arrive at Target, she sets up the carriage and put Edward in, wrapping him up in a lot of blankets and kissing his nose a bunch of times before pushing him in. As usual, no one really gives her a second glance. She's just another mother with a stroller. Edward is bored, his arms are restricted in this blanket along with his legs. He spits out his pacifier as they go down the toy aisle. A shiny Tonka truck catches the baby boy's eyes.
"Mama! Want!" He points out to the toy and she shakes her head.
"Not today, Eddie," she tells him as they walk by. He begins to kick his legs.
"Yes!" He screams. "I want truck!" Esme turns around and gives him a Look.
"Stop yelling Edward," she tells him nicely but firmly. She goes back to pushing him and he manages to kick the blanket off. She wants a baby after all, he thought, why not give her a real tantrum. He lets out a loud scream.
"TRUCK!" This makes a few people glance over. Esme's nostrils flare but she ignores him. She pushes him to the check out as he has his meltdown. She pays and keeps glancing at him, by now he's pounding his fists and rolling around in the pram, looking all of a real baby.
"Is he okay?" The sales woman asks Esme as she gives her, her change.
"Oh he's just cranky." She says, patting Edward's cheek. "Oh aren't you my precious angel? To be honest I think he may be hungry." She finishes checking out and pushes the baby outside. He's still throwing his tantrum as she puts him in the car and drives home, using the voice activation in her car to text Carlisle. As soon as they pull up, she sees Carlisle's car. As soon as Edward sees it, he stops crying and gulps. Esme simply picks up her little boy and carries him inside.
"Wait, Mommy. I'm sorry." Esme doesn't say anything as they walk into Carlisle's study. Carlisle is a good daddy, he is very firm. He has spanked Baby Edward before and he hates it just as much as his dad hates to doll them out.
"So what did our baby do?" He asks, standing up.
"Threw a tantrum in the store, all because Mommy said no to getting him a toy." Carlisle makes a "tsk" sound and takes the young boy from her arms.
"I'll handle him honey." Esme nods and walks out. "Oh Edward, Daddy is very disappointed in his little boy." He slaps his bottom and Edward lets out a cry "Oh don't be so dramatic. That was over your pants." Carlisle sits in his chair and puts Edward over his lap, removing his pants and diaper.
"Please Daddy, I'll be a good…" He's cut off by a firm smack. He continues the spanking, with Edward crying the whole entire time. Once he's done, he's gone limp over his father's lap, sobbing. Carlisle picks him up and cradles him closely.
"Oh shhhh, it's okay my precious little Pumpkin, shhhh it's okay. Daddy's here, Daddy's got you." He pats his bare bottom and kisses his forehead. "Now you know not to be a bad boy right?" Edward nods and sniffles as Esme reenters. She swifts him out of Carlisle's arms and holds him tight.
"I'm gonna put him in just his diaper since it'll be more comfortable for his iddy biddy bottom," she coos. She pinches Edward's cheek and coos in his face. "Oh isn't he just adorable Carlisle?"
"He is," Carlisle says, kissing his forehead. "Look at our precious sweetums." Edward couldn't help but smile. For once he was in a loving home, with two loving parents. Back in his foster homes, he'd be still getting beaten. Now he was spanked and then cooed over. They forgave him, they loved him. They were perfect.
Esme takes him upstairs to his nursery and puts him in his diaper before taking him back downstairs.
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