AN: Sorry this is so short, I'm just... I got this idea and I wanted to give it and nnnn the fluff. Just a nice day at home with the dad's and Penelope. :3
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There was a screech and then laughter coming from the outside. I smiled down at my paper work, glasses sliding down my nose.
Today was one of those days that Bill didn't have to go all underworld-conquerer-demon on us. When I woke up with him next to me, I smiled and snuggled closer... Which was a bad idea since a tiny meek voice said, "Noooo, swishy, tooo swishy!", her inability to say q's still making me coo.
The three of us stayed in bed, fooling around and cuddling, Bill and I situated Pennie in a burrito of blankets before moving to the kitchen. We made some cheesy omelets and toast before I sent Bill back upstairs. I sneakily grabbed one of the chocolate covered strawberries because - come on - they're chocolate covered strawberries, who wouldn't indulge?
Well, besides Pennie and her strange aversion to chocolate... I think she got that from Bill, not me. Chocolate for life yo.
But, that's not the point! The three of us stayed in our bedroom, AC on and under the blankets while re-watching Cinderella for the nth time in the past week. Bill and I have memorized it inside and out, but I would gladly rebuild the memory cleaner and do it all again for Pennie.
Except I friggin won't, oh no, no, no.
When I went to take my shower, it was about 1 and my little devils [pun so intended] wanted to join. I stared blankly at Bill, but I gladly dragged in my mini devil inside with me. Bill gave me his puppy pout, but I have taught my daughter well, so in synchronization, we stuck our tongues out together and mocked daddy. We washed up, and we used her pink princess-bubble-bath-time soap that made us smell like lilacs.
Bill grinned at me, but thankfully made no comment of my grade A princess freshness.
I elbowed him when Pennie turned around anyways.
After a wholesome lunch of turkey burgers and fries, Bill took our baby out back and they played on the wonderful handmade [not really] playground that daddy made. We had a decent house [mansion], and no one lived around for miles, so at least her cute shrieks wouldn't bother anyone.
I pushed my glasses up on my nose, chuckling quietly. They were just too cute... God I love my family.