"Come here, munchkin." Bo crouched down, waving her hands to the toddle across the Dal. "Amy."
Amy turned toward the succubus and smiled around her pacifier; before turning around and running in the opposite direction, both Lauren and Trick laughing at the bar.
"What! Hey!" Bo grumbled, "She really is Amy, huh?" Chasing after the toddler, Bo caught her around the middle and scooped her up. "Gotcha!"
Squirming, the toddler whined, reaching toward the floor.
"Okay, okay. Fine." Bo relented, placing the kid on her feet. Who then in turn started toward the front door. "Hey! Wait!"
"Bobo, I thought you were supposed to be watching the midget, not letting her escape." Kenzi stated, picking up the girl on her way into the bar, Hale and Dyson behind her.
"Did you find anything?" Trick asked from the bar.
"Only this," Dyson stated, holding up a white cloth in a gloved hand, stained red, "I didn't catch the scent earlier when I was trying to focus on Amy."
"It's a start," Trick frowned, "Lauren, perhaps you can start running some more tests."
"Of course." Lauren responded, gathering her purse, motioning for Dyson and Bo to follow her out the door.
"Okay, midget." Kenzi passed the toddler back to Bo, "I think I'm gonna stay here and hang with Trick and Hale."
"Kay, Kenz. Call me if anything comes up." Bo waved, carrying the girl underneath her arm after Dyson and Lauren. "Bye Trick!"
"She's adorable." Dyson laughed, watching the toddler run around Lauren's couch.
"I know!" Bo giggled, following after the baby.
"It's going to be a while before the test runs through-" Lauren started, Amy bumping into her legs; lifting the girl into her arms, the doctor passed her off to Bo. "Now, we just have to wait for a bit."
"Well, um, maybe I should go update Trick at the Dal, call us when you know something." Dyson stated, rubbing the back of his head absentmindedly.
"Thanks, Dyson." Bo waved as he walked out, before turning to Lauren. "Maybe we should feed the munchkin then put her down. It's getting pretty late."
Lauren nodded, "I've got mac-n cheese in the cupboard.
"Doctor, I'm surprised-"
"Everyone needs comfort food." Lauren laughed, playfully shoving the succubus.
"Well, we'd better get cooking."
Amy groaned heavily. Where was she? Tiredly rubbing her eyes, the girl stretched with a whine. Startled as a foreign hand reached over to rubbing her stomach; shooting up, the girl shoved away the hand and scrambled off the foot of the bed.
"What the fuck?" Amy growled, looking back at the two other women in the bed; both looking absolutely surprised. "What's wrong with my voice?"
"Amy, don't panic." Bo started slowly, climbing out of bed.
"No! No way! Did we? God! Shit! You two!?" Amy stammered wildly. "What is wrong with my voice!?" The girl flew into the open bathroom, slamming the door. "WHAT THE FUCK!"
Lauren did little to stifle her laugh.
"What's so funny?" Bo frowned.
"Well, you have to admit hearing that phrase coming from a 2 to 3 year old is kind of humorous."
Bo rolled her eyes, laughing slightly. "You care to explain this again."
"The effects are being reversed from the cure I synthesized last night, it'll happen slowly, she'll probably be this age for a while."
"Um, Sweetie?" Bo knocked on the door. "Can you open up?"
"No! WHAT Happened to me!?"
"I need you to calm down, baby, then we can explain."
"Fuck. Fine." Amy groused, opening the door with difficulty. "Tell me what happened."
Bo smiled, lifting the girl up into her arms and carrying her back to the bed.
"Hey!" Amy pouted.
"Aw, come on. You're adorable! Oh and you were so cute yesterday with your little pacifier and-"
"Please stop. Stop. Give me the basics, like when I can get back to normal."
"Well," Lauren started, explaining the entire situation while Bo pulled the girl into her lap, much to Amy's disapproval.
"This sucks." Amy pouted, scuffing the heel of her boot across the toe.
"Aw, don't worry puppy." Kenzi soothed, rubbing the child's back. "Lauren said you'll be back to normal in a few weeks, or months- er."
"You're not helping." Amy moped. "It's too long!"
"You'll get through it! I think Bo's a pretty good babysitter."
"I don't need a babysitter!" Amy growled, "I'm a 16 year old ass-kicking shifter-"
"Who's the size of a 2 year old." Kenzi interrupted, gliding over to the pool tables where Hale was quietly playing.
"Shut up!" Amy groused. "Trick!"
"What's up, kiddo?" Trick appeared behind the bar.
"I need a drink."
Trick snickered. "I don't think so"
"Trrriiiccckkk." The girl whined.
"Not going to happen."
"You're no fun!"
"Sorry." Trick laughed. "Maybe I should call Bo, I think someone's a little cranky and needs a nap."
"Trick, come on! Please don't call her, she's all mushy and affectionate, and it's weird!"
"Hey! Midget, Bo and Lo are here to pick you up." Kenzi interrupted.
Amy pouted further watching as the succubus and doctor sauntered in.
"Ready to go?" Bo knelt down.
"No." Amy frowned, crossing her arms.
"Too bad." The Fae woman laughed, before lifting the girl into her arms.
"Put me down!" Amy squirmed.
"No." Bo replied, kissing the girl's cheek before passing her off to Lauren so she could talk to Trick.
"Lauren," Amy sighed. laying her head on the doctor's shoulder, "When do I get to be a grown up again?"
"Soon, sweetie." Lauren rubbed her back gently.
"How soon?"
"I'm not sure, a couple of months, maybe a little more."
"That's too long." Amy whimpered, wrapping her arms around the doctor's neck.
"It'll be okay. " Lauren consoled, rocking gently from foot to foot.
"Ready?" Bo asked, appearing next to the girl and doctor, leaning in next to the toddler's face. "Aw, why are we so grumpy?"
"Shut up." Amy grumbled, turning her face toward Lauren's neck, hiding her face.
"Somebody wants to be a big girl again." Lauren smiled, adjusting the child in her arms.
"But she's so cute now." Bo cooed, receiving a growl in response from Amy, as they walked out the door.
AN: Okay, so some of these will be short and others longer; feel free to share prompt ideas, I would love to take them! Please Review! Thanks!