Thank you so much for all of your comments. I'm happy that you enjoy little Charlie as much as I do.

Thrilled about her extended playtime, Charlie wiggled out of Bo's arms. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she toppled over unable to keep her balance in the massive boots. Lauren squatted down, "Let's get these off of you."

Charlie nodded in agreement, "It's hard to walk." Thinking she was assisting her mother, the little blonde kicked violently while Lauren pulled. When the second shoe finally popped off, Charlie jumped to her feet and latched onto the doctor's hand. "C'mon, Mama," the girl demanded as she heaved with her four year old strength. Lauren struggled to stand as her daughter dragged her into the bedroom.

Smiling, Bo followed the pair and she spied three bears and a stuffed dog scattered on the floor. "Honey, why are your animals all over the place?"

Charlie glanced over and replied, "I sucked them."

Perplexed, her mother pressed, "But why are they on the floor?"

"They're not dead," Kenzi offered. "I already asked. She didn't go Dark Charlie on them."

Releasing Lauren's hand, Charlie looked at her animals and then at Bo. With her arms bent and palms up, she dramatically shrugged and noted, "They got so tired. They fell over." With two flat hands pressed together, she placed them on one cheek and tilted her head as if she was sleeping. She explained, "Now they're sleeping."

"Ah," Lauren nodded, "Well, we'll need to put them to bed along with you in a few minutes."

Eyes wide with realization, the girl gasped as she clapped a hand over her mouth, "I can't let Ebony sleep on the floor!"

The blonde squeezed her shoulder and assured her, "We won't let her sleep on the floor, Sweetie."

Conflicted, Charlie scrunched up her face trying to decide whether to take care of her stuffed friends or proceed with her dress-up plans. Within seconds, she made up her mind. Tugging off Bo's bra, she prepped for her transformation. She tossed the bra by the nightstand.

Lauren gently scolded her, "What have we told you about putting things back where they came from?" The doctor preferred things tidy and she couldn't abide abandoned clothing.

With confusion in her voice, Charlie said, "But that is where it came from."

Bo, Lauren and Kenzi peeked around the bed. Sure enough, a pair of pants, a studded shirt and leather jacket, all black, lay within four feet of each other. The two mothers locked eyes as Bo answered, "Looks like I left a mess on the floor."

Kenzi chuckled, "Now how did all of your clothes end up on the floor?"

Lauren cleared her throat in hesitation. Charlie simply shook her head in disappointment, "Silly, Mommy."

Bo could practically hear all of the no doubt hilarious comments rattling inside Kenzi's brain. She wisely kept her mouth shut and Charlie strutted over to a rack of hanging clothes. As she reached for something, she remembered her eyes. Roughly, she swatted her face with her hands. Kenzi said, "Dude, stop hitting yourself." Once again, bright blue makeup coated her fingers. Taking the most logical action, she quickly wiped her hands on her green jammie pants.

"Sweetheart..." Lauren almost stopped her.

Watching their daughter dust off her hands with determination, Bo stepped next to her wife, wrapped an arm around her waist and said, "That's what washing machines are for, Babe." The blonde smirked and planted a playful kiss on Bo's lips.

Charlie grabbed the sleeve of a white lab coat. All three women snickered as the girl pulled and grunted. Bo asked, "Do you want some help?"

"No, no, Mommy," the girl insisted and yanked between each word, "I. can. get. it." When the coat finally fell free so did a few other blouses. Staring at the pile at her feet, Charlie muttered, "Oops. I'm sorry, Mama."

Amused rather than irritated, Lauren requested, "Can you put them back?"

Charlie craned her neck up at the bar above her with the hangers and realized it was much too high. She turned to Kenzi and grinned as she answered, "I will if Auntie Kenzi helps me."

Kenzi sighed at the girl's loving tone, "And now you're being adorable."

Bo blew off the clothes situation and said, "Don't worry about them, Charlie. We'll get them later."

"Thank you!" the girl squealed as she shoved one arm into the sleeve of the lab coat. After a few seconds of quiet grumbles and wiggling, she lifted and waved her arms trying to coax the long sleeves to slide down. Although Lauren wanted to help her, she didn't bother to offer knowing what her answer would be. Bo didn't give birth to the girl, but Charlie definitely picked up Bo's independent streak.

Finally poking her hands out of the sleeves, she flipped her blonde locks over her shoulder, straightened the lab coat and asked with a serious tone, "Mama, where is my stethoscope?"

Shocked, Kenzi chirped, "How the hello does she know how to say that word?"

Still standing by her wife, Bo gave Lauren a kiss on the cheek and replied, "She's her mother's daughter." Smiling from ear to ear, the doctor turned her head, rested a hand on the side of Bo's face and kissed her gently. As she pulled back, she teasingly bit Bo's lip. With a hand on either hip, the brunette spun the woman around to face her. She pulled their bodies close and leaned in for another kiss.

A hard tug on her shirt stopped her. Charlie whined, "Mommy, stop it! Pay attention to me." The toddler thrust out her bottom lip and continued to yank.

Looking down at the attention starved blonde drowning in Lauren's coat, Bo apologized, "I'm sorry, Sweetheart. Your Mama is a bit distracting."

"What's dis-tacking?" Charlie stumbled over a word she'd never said before.

"It means your Succumom wants to make out with your Docmom," Kenzi clarified.

Of course, this only confused the child even more. Bo bent down, kissed the girl's forehead and whispered, "It means I'm sorry and I'm watching you now."

"Good," Charlie grabbed both women's hands and motioned for them to sit. When they settled on the floor, the girl asked again, "Where is my stethoscope?"

Lauren reached into the oversized side pocket of the coat and pulled out the object in question. Charlie clapped and snatched the instrument. "Thanks, Mama." She shoved the earpieces in her ears, fumbled with the tubing and finally plopped the diaphragm on Bo's chest. Actually, it was on her mother's right boob.

The brunette giggled and guided the disk over to her left side, "Silly Doctor, my heart is over here."

Lauren shifted the diaphragm more toward the middle and corrected, "Actually, the heart sits in between the lungs, but it leans to the left. Due to the slight tilt, it may feel like it's on the left. It's a common mistake."

Both Charlie and Bo beamed at the doctor. They both loved the woman's intelligence. The toddler rarely understood, but she recognized the confident tone and the scholarly gleam in her eyes. She grinned and said, "Mama's so smart." Lauren poked the girl in the stomach and made her daughter giggle.

The toddler switched to listen to Lauren's heartbeat. The room fell silent for a few seconds as Charlie mimicked the thuds in her ears, "Bub, bub... bub, bub... bub, bub... bub, bub."

Lauren asked, "How does it sound, Doctor Charlotte?"

Donning a professional tone, the girl retracted the instrument and replied, "It sounds good. Pretty heart, Mama." She patted both Bo and Lauren on the chest and declared, "Both go bub, bub." She stepped back a few feet and pointed at her moms and observed, "You so pretty! Prettiest Mommies!"

Kenzi shuffled her feet a few yards away and complained, "Don't you wanna take a listen to Auntie's ticker?"

Charlie invited her over, "Sit next to Mommy." No longer feeling left out, Kenzi joined the group on the floor. The blonde handed her the ear tubes, "Put them on. You do me." Charlie held the disc to her heart as Kenzi listened. An evil smirk flashed across Charlie's face and she shoved the diaphragm on her mouth and boomed, "Hiya!"

Kenzi yelped as she jerked the earpieces away from her ringing ear drums. "Oww! Oww! What the fu- dgesicle!" She cupped her hands over her ears, tipped over and curled into a fetal position as she groaned.

Both Lauren and Bo wanted to scold her, but they were too busy laughing. Charlie threw back her head, clutched her stomach and laughed so hard she sounded like she might hyperventilate. Her little legs almost gave out. The brunette pulled the girl into her lap and half-assed a reproach, "That wasn't very nice." She struggled to stifle her chuckles.

With her back up against Bo's stomach, she tipped her head up and noted amidst her giggles, "But you're laughing, Mommy."

Lauren leaned over and flicked the girl's nose affectionately, "You're just like your Mommy."

Charlie smiled, looked up at Bo and tapped her own lips, "Kiss, please."

The brunette happily complied. Turning to her friend, Bo noticed Kenzi's moans of pain had softened into quiet whimpers and her hands no longer guarded her throbbing ears. Charlie also looked over. Suddenly, she felt bad. Lauren's gentle attentiveness to others bubbled within her. She boosted herself out of her mother's lap and tiptoed over to the injured woman. Carefully, she knelt down, kissed one of Kenzi's ears and whispered, "I'm sorry, Auntie Kenzi. Forgive me?"

Although she wanted to keep pouting, the sincere apology coupled with Charlie's concerned face chased away any imagined animosity. Kenzi rolled onto her back, spread her arms and conceded, "Alright munchkin. When you get older, I'll actually stay mad at you. You totally killed my boots."

Charlie shook her head and lay down next to the woman. She settled her head down on Kenzi's chest and disagreed, "You'll always lurve me."

No matter how cute it was, Lauren wished she would say 'love' correctly, but the image of her daughter snuggled up next to her aunt diminished her desire to correct Charlotte's pronunciation. As Kenzi wrapped an arm around the small girl, Charlie placed a hand on her chest and fiddled with the buttons running up the woman's shirt. For a minute or so, the two cuddled without moving.

"Are you tired, Baby?" Lauren asked.

As a wave of exhaustion swept over her, Charlie mumbled and yawned, "Alber I Stine."

Taking the hint, Lauren crawled over and gently pulled her daughter into her arms. Barely able to keep her eyes open, Charlie muttered near her mother's face, "Petri dishes?"

Lauren lit up, amazed by the little things Charlotte noticed about her. "Tomorrow, Sweetie." The girl's breath was repugnant, but brushing her teeth might rile her up.

"Otay," the girl replied in her sleepy tone which often reverted her speech to that of a two year old. Caught in a drowsy haze, Charlie still remembered the bears and the dog and requested in single words, "Mommy. Ebony. Bears."

As she collected the animals, the brunette assured, "I've got them. They're going to sleep with you."

The couple and the nearly slumbering girl headed to the stairs. Raising her voice just enough to be heard, Charlie said, "Nigh, nigh, Aun Kenz."

Kenzi sat up to watch the group slowly walk down the stairs, "Night, Charlie." The woman smiled at the little family. Surely it couldn't get any better than that.

Thank you so much for reading!

I have to admit. I've fallen completely in love with this little girl. This is supposed to be a two-shot, but if you guys would prefer, I can instead create a series of one-shots in which Charlie mimics everyone's favorite characters on the show. No plot. No drama. Just Charlie being Charlie.

So. More? Or leave this one night with the Doccufamily as is.

If you'd like me to continue, let your opinion be heard. Feel free to suggest a character you'd like her to tackle next. PM me or comment, comment, comment!