Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. They belong to Cecily von Zeigesar and The CW.

"Daddy, Pony," Charlotte squealed as she pointed to the plastic horse of the carousel that she was pulling him towards as fast as her feet could carry her. Blair and Chuck had intended to take her to Central Park today to tell her about the baby that was on the way.

They had returned from their tropical hideaway and immediately got the ball rolling on Bass Industries buyout of CB Fashions. The Board of Directors loved the idea. They had been involved in fashion for awhile, but had yet to reach the success that CB Fashions would take them to instantly.

Blair loved that the day after the sale was completed she woke up for the first time since Charlotte had turned a year old knowing that she would be spending the day with her daughter and her husband, which is what they were now doing.

Chuck laughed as he picked up his little girl and walked a little more swiftly to the ride. Blair followed behind with the stroller. She was suddenly wondering why they had even bought the thing. Charlotte never rode in it. She was always walking or being carried wherever she wanted to go by Chuck. In the stroller, she wasn't in charge. She couldn't dictate where they would end up. She was so much like Blair that it scared her sometimes.

Chuck handed a wad of cash over to the operator and instructed him that they would be riding for a while. The man looked at the wad and nodded. How could the man argue with five hundred dollars?

"Mommy, coming?" Charlotte asked as she motioned to Blair to join them.

"Not this time, Sweetheart," Blair stated, "I'll be right here waiting for you to get off."

Chuck stopped and returned to Blair's side for a moment, pressing his forehead to hers. "Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine," she assured him. She'd been having bouts of morning sickness for the past few days, and this morning had been no exception. It was a little stranger for the sickness to start so late in a pregnancy, they knew, but their doctor had assured them that everything was okay. "Go have fun. I'll be waiting right here. And when you two are done, we can go watch the penguins."

Charlotte cheered happily as Chuck walked back to the carousel as Charlotte waved to Blair. She waved back as her husband hoisted the little girl on top of the horse she had picked out and showed her how to hold on. He would stand throughout the entire ride to ensure that she could not topple off. Even over the music of the ride, Blair could hear Charlotte giggling in excitement each time they past her. Occasionally, Chuck's baritone laughter would mix in.

"Are you going to like carousels as much as your sister?" Blair asked as she rubbed her stomach softly. The pregnancy was finally starting to seem real to her. She'd known she'd been pregnant for almost a month now, but it was only in the last few days that she felt pregnant. Perhaps it was the morning sickness or slight bump that she was suddenly sporting. Her clothes had felt a bit snug that morning as she tried to fit into Chuck's favorite skirt.

The carousel went around and around for ten minutes or more before Charlotte had her fill and wanted to get off. The operator assured Chuck that if she wanted to go again later, she could free of charge. Chuck was laughing at the operator's generous offer as he found Blair still waiting on the park bench.

"Charlotte wants to see the penguins," Chuck announced as he sat down next to Blair. Charlotte climbed into Blair's lap and hugged her.

"Did you have fun on the pony?" Blair asked as they sat for a few minutes. Charlotte nodded as she clapped her hands. "And I hope your daddy took pictures." She threw a cautionary eye towards Chuck who was nodding his confirmation as he pulled his phone out of his suit jacket pocket and began showing Blair the photographic proof she was looking for. There was a curiously unfocused picture of Chuck that she looked to him to explain.

"Charlotte wanted to take a picture of her daddy," he explained, "But she couldn't keep the camera still as she went up and down."

"Alright, Charlotte, let's take another picture of daddy," Blair stated as she held out the phone for Charlotte to grab onto. She aimed it at Chuck who gave her a goofy smile as they waited for Charlotte to push the button. Blair laughed at the dopey grin on his face. Only Charlotte could pry that smile out of him.

"Penguins!" Charlotte exclaimed as she began jumping up and down in Blair's lap. Chuck eyes went wide as he quickly pulled Charlotte out of Blair's arms. Charlotte was scared that she had done something wrong. Her eyes were instantly filled with tears as her face scrunched up as it did when she was about to start crying.

"It's okay, Charlotte," Chuck assured her quickly as he gently bounced her up and down, "You just can't jump on Mommy right now." The tears began to dry quickly as he kissed her cheeks. He gave Blair a questioning look to see if she was okay.

"I'm fine," she assured him, chuckling a little at his irrational behavior, "A few bumps are not going to do any permanent damage."

Charlotte looked curiously at her parents, before stating, "Penguins!"

"Come on, Daddy, your little girl wants penguins," Blair teased as she stood up and began pushing the stroller as Chuck followed closely behind her. He asked Charlotte if she wanted to ride in the stroller, but she refused as she always did. Blair chuckled at his attempt. Why did he even bother? They were leaving the stroller home the next time they came to the park.

Charlotte wanted to stay with the penguins for almost an hour. Blair and Chuck had tired of them after ten minutes, but Charlotte could not be persuaded to leave so they stayed.

"I want one," Charlotte announced as they finally managed to pry her away after convincing her that it was the penguins' naptime. It wasn't, of course, but it did the trick.

"Oh this should be interesting," Blair thought as she processed Charlotte's request. Chuck famously caved to every one of Charlotte's wishes. How was he going to manage to give her something that was out of even Chuck Bass's reach?

"You have one at home," Chuck insisted, referring the large stuffed one he had bought her during their last visit to the park as they walked away from the glass window as fast as Charlotte's little legs would carry her.

"I want one now," she demanded as she began jumping up and down. This was what Chuck had lovingly referred to as Charlotte's 'Waldorf Tantrum'. He said so because she looked just like Blair when she did it. Blair began laughing at the demand. She knew she should have insisted on bringing that stuffed toy with them instead of merely suggesting it.

Chuck handed Blair a wad of cash and pleaded with his eyes to go to the vendor a little ways away and buy their daughter another one. Blair rolled her eyes as she allowed him to cave into their daughter's wish. He was so weak. Next time they were bringing that stupid stuffed animal with them.

Once Charlotte had been calmed down with the stuffed animal safely in her arms, they decided to have the picnic that they had packed in the stroller, the only advantage of bringing the thing with.

Chuck laid out the blanket and unloaded the food as Charlotte played with her new toy. Even at eighteen months, it was evident that she had an active imagination. She was always playing with her toys, talking to them in her own language and making up responses in differing voices. She was going to be an actress, Chuck had announced one evening as they lay in bed after making love.

Blair passed on the lunch that their chef had prepared, sticking with the saltine crackers she had shoved into her purse at the last possibly minute. Her stomach was just a little too queasy for anything the chef had prepared. Charlotte too wanted to pass on what Chuck tried to get her to eat. She wanted to be like Mommy and eat crackers. Blair tried to hide the giggle that formed at that announcement.

"We should have named you 'Mini-Blair'," Chuck laughed as he began tickling Charlotte, "You are so much like your mother."

Blair gave Chuck a knowing look. It was time to tell their daughter the good news.

"Charlee, Daddy and I have something to tell you," Blair began.

"How would you like to be a big sister?" Chuck asked. Blair wasn't sure she would understand the question, but this is how Chuck had wanted to do it.

Charlotte looked at Chuck curiously. Clearly he needed to explain what he meant.

"You know how your friend Sara has a new sister," he explained, referencing the little girl that they had play dates with at least once a month, "Would you like one?"

She shook her head no. Blair could help but laugh out.

"Why not?" Chuck asked with a frown.

"Sara share toys," Charlotte stated, "Me no share."

Chuck and Blair both began laughing in response. They had a selfish little eighteen-month old on their hands. If ever there was a time that she was Blair and Chuck's child, this was it.

"What if I told you that you didn't have to share your toys?" Chuck stated as he attempted to keep a straight face, "Would you want one then?"

Charlotte looked at her penguin and then at Blair and Chuck as if she was giving it some serious consideration. "Okay," she stated simply.

"That's a good answer, Charlotte," Chuck responded as he kissed her cheek, "Because Mommy is going to have a baby soon."

Charlotte didn't know what that meant but she saw how happy Chuck and Blair were so she cheered.

TBC. . .