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"I hate you."
"Nice to see you too, Alex," Harper Finkle said to her best friend after that most unpleasant greeting. "Do I need to remind you that I watch your son for free?"
"Only because you refuse to take money." Alex walked past Harper and into the apartment, flicking the sunflower headband atop her redheaded friend's head. It matched the sunflower dress perfectly.
"Like I'm going to take money from friends!" Harper said exasperatedly. "Hi, Mitchie."
"Hello, Harper," Mitchie said as she walked into the apartment as well. "Was Sam good?"
"Of course he was!" Harper closed the door. "Except for when I tried to play Patty Cake with him… He kept hitting me in the face." She rubbed her cheek for emphasis.
Alex giggled mischievously as both her girlfriend and best friend turned and looked at her.
"Alex… I know that laugh." Harper gave her a hard look. Alex only grinned sheepishly.
"You had something to do with this, didn't you?" Mitchie accused, putting a hand on her hip.
"Maybe…" Alex tried to stop smiling, to no avail. "I wanted to teach him the way I play with Justin."
Mitchie gaped at her girlfriend. "Alex, what if he goes to daycare and hits other kids in the face?"
"We're sending him to daycare?" Alex exclaimed. "When did we decide this?"
"I'm talking about in the future," Mitchie said slowly.
"Oh." Alex calmed down a little. "I knew that…" She cleared her throat. "Fine, I'll teach him the right way."
"Thank you." Mitchie turned to Harper. "Speaking of Sam, where is he, Harper?"
"My room, in front of the TV," she pointed down the hall towards her room. "I put in one of the old Power Rangers tapes Alex sent with him, and he's been zoned out ever since."
Alex wiped at a fake tear. "I am so proud of him…"
Mitchie rolled her eyes as she started making her way down the hall to retrieve her son. As she passed Alex, she gave her girlfriend a playful shove, earning a smack on the ass in return. Mitchie squealed and covered her bottom with her hands before Alex could take another shot and quickened her pace. She looked over her shoulder to see Alex smirking at her.
"You guys know I'm still in the room, right?" Harper asked, though neither Alex nor Mitchie heard her.
When Mitchie got to the doorway of Harper's room, she stopped before entering and leaned against the doorframe. She spotted Sam on the floor and crossed her arms over her chest, watching him with a huge smile on her face.
Samuel Torres sat in the middle of his Aunt Harper's brightly colored room, gazing at the television intently. Before him was a toy truck, which he moved back and forth absentmindedly as he watched his video. His brown eyes, which matched his mothers, did not leave the screen.
Mitchie's heart swelled as she gazed upon him. He really was adorable. And she loved him. Oh, did she love him. She couldn't even fathom what her life would be like without him, and she didn't want to.
Silently, she crept into the room. She bent down beside her one-year-old son and smoothed his dark, nearly black curls.
"Sam?" she said quietly.
The toddler finally looked away from the screen to see him mother smiling beside him.
"Mommy!" Sam said happily, lifting his arms into the air, signaling he wanted to be held. Mitchie scooped her baby boy off the floor and took him in her arms. She hugged him and kissed his forehead hello.
"What does Auntie Harper have you dressed as this time?" Mitchie asked, noticing for the first time what Sam was wearing. Every time Harper babysat Sam, he was in a new outfit she'd designed for him when Mitchie or Alex came to pick him up. This time was no exception.
"Wed," Sam said, pulling at the fabric of the outfit.
"Yes, it is red," Mitchie commented. The garment was, in fact, red. It also had a green collar and round, tan circles scattered over it. "You're a strawberry, baby! I bet you're yummy." To prove her point, Mitchie started pretending to take bites from Sam's neck, nipping gently with her lips while making nom noises.
Sam giggled at the tickling sensation of his mother's lips on his neck and pushed her face away with his little hands.
"No!" Sam protested. Mitchie stopped and smiled brightly at her son.
"Sam is yummy!" Mitchie licked her lips. "Yum!"
"No!" Sam said again, poking his mother on the cheek.
"Yes, Sam, I know 'no' is your favorite word." Mitchie smiled and shook her head. "Come on, let's go say goodbye to Auntie Harper."
She balanced Sam on her hip as she bent down and picked up his toy truck from the floor. She decided just to leave the tape in the VCR for the next time Sam was over. It wasn't like he didn't have a million other movies at the apartment. There were two full boxes they'd yet to unpack in his new room.
"Oh my goodness!" Alex exclaimed when she saw what Sam was wearing once Mitchie returned to the kitchen with him. "What is he wearing, Harper?"
"Mama!" Sam cried upon seeing Alex. He extended his hands towards her; Alex took him from Mitchie.
"Oh, Sammy, what did Auntie Harper do to you?" She put him on her hip and looked at the fruit costume her best friend had adorned her son with. She was still the only person to ever call Samuel "Sammy." It was just understood that it was her special name for him, and no one else could use it… Not even Mitchie.
"He's a strawberry," Mitchie said in a sarcastic voice.
"Harper, you're going to turn him into a fruitcake!" Alex snapped at the redhead.
"He has a pair of lesbians for parents, but yes, I'm going to turn him into a fruitcake." Harper rolled her eyes.
Mitchie and Alex exchanged a look.
"Hurtful…" Mitchie said, placing her hand over her chest.
"Yeah, gosh, Harper. I meant you were literally going to turn him into a fruitcake with all these fruit costumes," Alex said. "But that was just mean."
"Oh you know I didn't mean it like that!" Harper said, though she was worried that her friends were actually mad at her.
Alex and Mitchie were silent for a few moments before they locked eyes and started laughing loudly.
"We're just messing with you, Harper," Mitchie said while laughing. "We really don't care."
"I hate both of you," Harper said, though she gave a relieved laugh.
"Sure you do," Alex said, taking the diaper bag off the counter and shouldering it. "All set?" she asked Mitchie.
"I believe so. If not, you can always zap back and get whatever we forgot." Mitchie took her keys out of her pocket, ready for when they walked to the car.
"Why don't you just flash here in the first place?" Harper asked curiously.
"It makes your ears pop, and Sam hates it," Alex explained, trying to smooth out Sam's unruly curls.
Sam frowned and grabbed Alex's fingers. "No," he told her.
Mitchie laughed. "No way. If he isn't in front of a TV, you can't touch his hair. Besides, it's useless. I tried to fix it back in the room. They just stick up again."
"It was worth a shot." Alex shrugged. "Okay, Sammy, are you ready to go home?"
Sam yawned and rubbed his eyes with his little fist.
"I'll take that as a yes." Alex chuckled. "Did he take a nap today?"
Harper shook her head. "No. I couldn't get him to settle down."
"Looks like an early night for you, then, Sam." Mitchie leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Come on, let's get going so we can feed him and put him to bed," she said to Alex, who nodded her agreement.
"Thanks, Harper," Alex said. "Have fun on your date."
Harper smiled and waved as she watched Alex and Mitchie join hands, Alex still holding Sam with the other. Mitchie opened the door and the small family left.
"Here we are," Alex said, unlocking the apartment door. "Welcome to your new home, Sam."
Mitchie, who was now holding Sam, let out a big gasp and put on an overly excited smile to try to get Sam excited as well. He just looked at his mother blankly and blinked.
Alex swung the door open and stepped inside, holding the door for Mitchie to carry in Sam. She let the diaper bag slip off her shoulder and hit the floor as Mitchie entered with Sam, closing it once they were inside. The toddler looked around warily. He was used to "home" being his Grandma and Grandpa's apartment. And this place wasn't that.
"Take a look around," Mitchie said, placing Sam on the hardwood floor.
He looked around, staying rooted in the spot. He didn't know this place, with all these big boxes stacked everywhere. This wasn't his home. Why did his mommies bring him here?
"I don't think he likes it, Alex," Mitchie said in a worried voice. "Maybe we should have brought him by before we moved in so he'd at least have been here before."
"This is just a new place, Mitch. He'll be fine once he finds his toys," Alex assured her. "Watch… Hey, Sammy!" She bent down next to the toddler and smiled at him. "Come see what Mama has to show you."
She stood up and offered her hand. Sam wrapped all of his fingers around Alex's index finger. She slowly led him across the living room, to the door farthest to the right. She pushed it open and flicked on the light. Inside was Sam's crib, his changing table, a brand new toy box, a small dresser, and various other boxes.
Alex brought him straight to the toy box, of which she opened the lid. She reached in and pulled out the first toy she grabbed. A sly smile made its way to her face when she saw it was a stuffed animal snake.
She wrapped it around her neck and threw herself to the ground, gasping and pretending to struggle.
"Sam!" She reached for him. "Help me!"
Sam was stunned for a few seconds, but quickly recovered. He giggled and dropped down on top of Alex, landing on her stomach and partially knocking the wind out of her.
"Sam, that's not helping," she gasped. The fourteen-month-old didn't weight much, but if he landing in just the right place at just the right angle, he could do some damage.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Mitchie was busy getting their dinner ready. For Sam, there was yummy baby applesauce. And for her and Alex, she was preparing peanut butter sandwiches. It wasn't much, but it was all they could do until the fridge was ready to put stuff in, and even then they'd still have to go shopping.
She placed the sandwiches on the table with a bottle of water beside each. Then she put the applesauce next to them, a spoon sticking out of the top.
"Dinner is served!" she called out.
A moment later, Alex appeared, carrying Sam. She looked out of breath, but at least Sam was smiling.
Alex placed the toddler in his high chair, securing him in. Mitchie went over to one of the few drawers they'd managed to unpack and got a bib, handing it to Alex, who fastened in around Sam's neck.
The young wizard sat in a chair and picked up the spoon; she scooped out some of the applesauce. Immediately, she smeared it across the outfit Sam was wearing, the one Harper had made for him.
"Oops!" Alex said in fake horror. "This is dirty. I guess we'll have to throw it." She grinned slyly at Mitchie over her shoulder.
Mitchie rolled her eyes. "Just feed him." She sat at the table and picked up her sandwich, ready to eat.
Alex sighed and refilled the spoon. But when she held it up to his lips, Sam refused to open his mouth.
"Sam, this is applesauce! You like applesauce!" Alex tried to put the spoon in his mouth again, but he only turned his head again. "Look, Mama likes it!" She placed the spoon in her mouth and swallowed the mouthful. "Yum," she said with a smile.
Sam watched her as she got another spoonful of the food. This time when she lifted it to his lips, he opened his mouth and let her feed him. Once he swallowed, he smiled and slapped his hands on the top of his highchair happily.
"Told you," Alex chuckled.
Mitchie tested the water with her fingers. It wasn't too hot or too cold. It was just right.
"It's ready," she told Alex, who was holding a naked Sam.
"Bath time, Sammy!" Alex said before dipping the toddler into the warm water as his mom turned off the faucet.
At first Sam started to whine, but once Mitchie handed him his rubber ducky, he stopped instantly and placed it in his mouth, biting it with his eight teeth.
Mitchie put a washcloth in the water, wetting it. Alex squirted some of the baby soap onto it when Mitchie held it up. Then Alex squirted a small bit into her palm for Sam's hair. Mitchie took the cup off the side of the tub and wet Sam's hair, only getting a small whine of protest from him as he gnawed on his duck. Alex then started working on his hair as Mitchie took his body.
After massaging the shampoo into his scalp gently, Alex started making Sam's hair into a Mohawk. She smiled at her creation and kept spiking it, trying to get it perfect. Mitchie saw what she was doing and removed one hand from the tub, smacking Alex in the stomach.
"Stop that," she scolded.
Alex gasped as wetness seemed through her shirt. "You did not just do it," Alex challenged.
Mitchie only smiled and shrugged. In retaliation, Alex wiped her soapy hands on Mitchie's cheeks.
"Hey!" Mitchie said with a laugh. She took the towel out and placed it above Alex's head, wringing out the water.
Alex gasped. "Oh, you're gonna get it."
"Alex, stop," Mitchie said as Alex stood up. "That's enough. It was a joke. It's done."
Alex just smiled as she ignored Mitchie's protests and grabbed her girlfriend around the waist, lifting her.
"Alex, no!" Mitchie squealed right before being dropped in the tub. Alex laughed manically as the water seeped through Mitchie's jeans, completely soaking her bottom. "Oh, you think it's funny?" Mitchie asked before grabbing Alex's hand and pulling her into the back of the tub as well.
The Latino girl landed in her girlfriend's lap. She was shocked at first, but quickly started laughing despite the moisture on her bottom. Mitchie laughed as well, because the situation really was funny. Both girls stopped laughing however, when they turned their faces and saw Sam at the front of the tub, staring at them.
He removed the rubber duck from his mouth hand held it out, offering it to his mothers, who began laughing again at his sheer cuteness.
Mitchie looked over the side of Sam's crib, watching him as he slept. The little mobile was hanging above the crib playing a sweet, soft melody. The lights in the room were all out except for Sam's nightlight. The room had a warm feeling, and Mitchie felt at ease.
It was only the first night in the new apartment, but she already felt at home.
The sound of footsteps across the carpet made her look up. She smiled at Alex, who put her arm over Mitchie's shoulder and looked down at the sleeping Samuel. Mitchie leaned her head against Alex's shoulder and sighed contentedly. Alex smelled like soap and toothpaste right before bed. She loved it.
After a few more moments of watching Sam sleep, Alex broke the silence with a whisper.
"We had a busy day, and another busy one tomorrow. We should get to bed."
Mitchie nodded and yawned in agreement. She reached over the bars of the crib and turned on the baby monitor before giving Sam's dark curls one final stroke for the night.
Alex led her to their room by the hand, both of them shuffling sleepily yet carefully through the dark.
Before she lay in bed, Mitchie turned on the other baby monitor just in case Sam needed her. She knew she'd probably be able to hear him cry from the other room, but she'd never gotten to use the baby monitors since she bought them on account of Sam had been in her room up until the move.
She and Alex lay facing each other, hands joined in the center. The moonlight coming in from the window was their only source of light. It illumined both of their faces a pale blue.
"Remember how we were supposed to christen the apartment tonight?" Mitchie asked tiredly.
"Yeah?" Alex asked, trying not to sound too eager.
"Can we do it tomorrow?" Mitchie's eyes closed. "I'm so tired."
Alex's heart sank. "Sure, no problem."
Mitchie's lips twitched at the corners, the only smile she could muster. "You're the best… Goodnight kiss?"
Alex leaned over and gave Mitchie's forehead a sweet kiss. "Goodnight, Mitchie," she whispered.
"Goodnight, Alex," Mitchie answered. "I love you."
"I love you, too," Alex said quietly.
And so, the lovers fell asleep, their apartment unchristened and needs unsatisfied.
I don't know when I'll have another chapter up because I'm working two jobs, and doing competitive swimming, and we have our championship meet coming up. Also, I have a birthday soon. There's a lot going on. I'll post when I can.
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