….*DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters from Harry Potter J.K Rowling does. I do not own any of the characters from Hellsing Kouta Hirano does. I do claim rights to Leeloominai Cai Rapѐe and Holly Anderson. DISCLAIMER*….
Stress Can Come In the Smallest Packages
Seeing that she already had tears in her eyes, Snape picked her up before she could start crying. He carried her to the kitchen to find a way to cheer her up. He knew that bribing a child is something that you should use lightly but he couldn't think of much else to do. As he held her, he could feel that she was aiming to start crying. He began to gently bounce her on his hip while he began to search the cabinets for something that would cause the tears to subside. He began to get a little panicky before he found an unopened bag of marshmallows. He ripped the bag open causing several of them to pop out and fall onto the counter top. He held one of them up to her lips hoping that the taste would be sufficient enough to help her stop crying even a little. Fortunately for him, his bribe worked to the fullest with one tiny little flaw. Since he held it and was giving it to her, she took that to mean that she had to grab it from him with her mouth instead of her hand. The flaw in the plan became clear when her twelve teeth came down on his fingers. It felt as though blood was drawn but when he withdrew his hand no blood could be found. Snape was about to scold her but realized that it was the wrong moment to do so. He took her to the table and sat her down in a chair so that he could clean up his mess. As he did so he noticed that she was eyeing the rest of the marshmallows. He knew, right then, that sweets were a weakness of hers and he could use them to his advantage. He would train her to be the "perfect" little girl.
He continued to watch her and found that she had a look in her eyes that told him that she was plotting to do something. He decided to test this theory. He put all of the marshmallows in the bag and pushed them to the back of the counter. As he did so he could feel her watching him. He left the kitchen and pretended to go to his room. He could hear her little feet on the floor and then the kitchen door open. He supposed that she was looking to see if he had completely left her there. He listened for the kitchen door to close which it did on cue. He went back towards the kitchen to watch her. He watched her making sure she couldn't hear him or notice him. As he stood at the door he watched as she reached for the top of the cabinet. She continued this for about a minute before she stopped. She looked around the kitchen as if looking for something to reach the marshmallows with. She looked at the chair and then at the cabinet. She had a plan and he was about to watch as it were about to unfold. Until he got caught watching her. She had looked at the cabinet and tried to reach for the top and then she looked at the door and caught him. She ran to the door and reached for him. He couldn't refuse such a cute little girl. He picked her up and placed her on his hip once more. Once he did she began to point at the marshmallows. He shook his head as in telling her no but then he noticed that her eyes seemed to grow wider. She was trying to tell him "pretty please" with her eyes. He shook his head no once more and found that she became persistent. Yet he knew that he could be just a persistent and that he would win this battle.
He placed her back in the chair he originally put her in and decided that it was time for dinner. He walked over to the refrigerator and looked inside to see what he might make for dinner that she could be willing to eat. As he searched he found that she attentively watched his every move. She sat there watching and waiting for him to give her more marshmallows and he knew it. He also knew that if he didn't get her to bed at the time he wanted she wouldn't ever want to sleep. He grabbed so left-overs from the fridge. He warmed them up and plated them. He placed on plate near her and saw that she didn't really pay attention to the plate. He watched as she got down from the chair and began to walk towards the counter with the marshmallows on it. He thought that this might have happened when he bribed her in the first place. He pulled out his wand pointed it at the chair next to him and transfigured it into a child's high chair. He didn't really notice that she saw him perform magic. She stood there practically in shock not knowing what to believe. He stood up and walked over to her to pick her up but she moved away from him timidly. He realized that he might have scared her but he had a feeling that she wasn't all too scared. He let do what she wanted to do for the moment. She paused and then walked slowly over to the high chair. Snape decided to pick her up at that moment and place her into it. She jumped at his touch and when she was inside of it she gave him the "I can't believe you did that" look.
She really wasn't happy about the position he placed her. She refused to look at him for about five minutes while he ate his food. He watched as she threw a silent temper tantrum before he removed his plate from the table. She hated the fact that he left her there in that seat at the table alone so her silent temper tantrum escaped into a loud one. He turned around and walked back to the table and it stopped. Snape realized that she just wanted his attention so he sat down. She gave him a slight smile at him and then stretched out her arms for him to pick her up. He didn't like her previous behavior but couldn't help that fact that he was now all she had. He picked her up and sat her on his lap. He tried to feed her the food off the plate but it seemed as if all she was interested in was his hair…and his face…and then his hands. When he saw her grab his hand she brought closer to her face as if trying to examine them. One of her little hands was busy in her own mouth so he did worry about her biting. The other hand was wrapped around his thumb. He continued to watch this strange behavior. She placed her wet hand around his pinky and then pulled his hand towards her face. She placed her entire face into his hand and then pulled it away. She then moved his hand towards her face again but this time her mouth was open. As he began to tense up she then gave a small shriek and a giggle. She was just playing with his hand and found joy in it. He then realized that this little child had an interest in him, him off all people.
She put his hand down and stood on his lap. She place on hand in her mouth again and the other on his cheek. She then just looked at him with such happiness. In her mind she was starting to think that Snape was going to her new Daddy. In his mind he was thinking that she was just interested in him but she was doing it in a strange way. Then in the middle of the "game" she got startled at her own tummy growling.
"So you are hungry?" stated Snape as he sat back down on his lap. She gave a little blush as she somewhat understood what he had said. He began to feed her several things off of the plate. Then when he reached some of the veggies she utterly refused to eat them. As soon as dinner was finished the Professor decided to place the marshmallows on the top self in one of the cabinets. Then he chose to have Leeloo take a bath so that he could put her down for bed. She really wasn't interested in taking a bath at the moment buy he really didn't care what she wanted to do. He knew that she wanted the marshmallows and he didn't want her to have them especially before he is going to put her down. He carried her to the guest bedroom where he was planning on housing her. He sat her in the middle of the bed so that there was less of a possibility that she would fall off of it. He forgot to grab the bag from his sitting room but he learned with in the past few hours that he shouldn't leave her unattended for even that little amount of time so he summoned it with his wand. This worked better than he hoped. Not only did it bring him what he wanted but it managed to slightly entertain her. He began to pull different outfits and hang them up or place them in a drawer folded neatly. As he went through the bag he came across a little white bunny that was a puppet. The very moment he held it up to set it aside she began to scream and cry. It startled him so badly that he really didn't know what had happened. She was so loud that thinking was nearly impossible. The answer suddenly hit him when he was what she was reaching for. He placed the rabbit in her hands and the room slowly grew quiet minus the sniffles after the tears. He watched as the tears began to clear up and she went back to the way she was before. She glared at him with the intent to kill him the next time he even though about touching it.
"I'm sorry that I touched it I needed to move it out of the bag," he stated calmly. "But you shouldn't scream like that."
She continued glaring at him while holding the rabbit with her death grip. On closer inspection of the rabbit he noticed that it was brand spanking new. This caused somewhat of confusion for him. He knew that little kid had attachment issues with old toys and that they would have trouble sharing new ones. This reaction gave was over the top for a new toy. He thought about several possibilities as to why she would have this reaction but all he could think of was that someone special gave it to her. He thought maybe her mother had given it to her right before dropping her off at his doorstep but she wasn't holding it at the time. He knows that she couldn't have gotten it from her father or she would be with that man and not him. He remembered for her birth certificate that she just had a birthday so someone could have given it to her at the celebration. He decided to ask where she got it so he could understand the importance.
"Did mommy give it to you for your birthday?" he questioned.
She shook her head no in response. She was unwilling to talk to him at the moment because he touched her rabbit. Snape pondered this for a little bit and then came the only other conclusion that she may have had grandparents. When he was about to ask he noticed that she wasn't in the mood for talking and dropped that subject until she was ready to talk. As soon as he turned to continue with his hanging up, she began to play with her rabbit like nothing happened. He went to the bag with caution to, fearing that she might scream like that again. He couldn't help but think of what happened. If someone important had given it to her then why she wasn't with them, he thought to himself. He emptied that bad and found a place for everything. He was putting the bag up in the closest when he realized that this complicates bath time. If she screamed he picked it up, imagine if he took it from her.
"Gampa," he heard her say softly.
"Grandpa?" he questioned back as he turned around to look at her. She had the rabbit in her lap with her hand on it. "He gave it to you?"
"Yea," she replied.
"Where is your grandpa?" he asked with slight excitement. If I found him then I will be able to leave her with him, he thought.
"Gampa bye-bye," she said making him deflate a little.
"Well, now, it's bath time," he said with a sigh of disappointment.
She stopped playing with the rabbit's ears and gave him the "are you crazy" look before flatly stating, "No!"
"I will not argue with you," he replied. "You are going to take a bath and that it."
"No," she stated again as he reached for her
He noticed she really didn't put up much a fight and that bothered him just a little. He had no idea as to what she was planning in doing. As soon as he got her close enough to where he could begin the process of undressing her, she began to throw her tantrum. He expected this but not at that moment. He managed to remove everything except her pull-up, which she managed to do herself as she flew out of the door. She had left it in front of the bedroom door and ran through the house stark naked. How'd she got out of his hands and off the bed was spinning through his head along with the screams emitting the house. Snape took a deep breath before he pulled out his wand. He pointed it at all the doors so that they would close before she could get through them.
"Immobulus," he stated pointing his wand at her.
The moment he did she found herself unable to move at all. He walked up behind her and carried her to the bathroom. He got the bath ready and then he locked the door. He removed the spell and allowed to move around the bathroom. She gave him the "caught me" look and began to giggle a little while he just shook his head. Before he knew it she was trying to climb onto the toilet. She had managed to sit on it for a few seconds whole she tinkled. Snape figured that he should help her but she would let him and then she learned why she needed help. She had fallen inside the toilet.
"I told you to let me help you," he stated while trying to hold back a laugh.
She began to tear up but he had made everything better before she could cry. He placed her in the bath where she say looking at him. She couldn't believe that he put her in the bath. He had made the bath the perfect temperature but she still wasn't too happy about being in it. He is a knowledgeable man and knew that she would want something to distract her while in the bath. He found a couple of bath toys in her bag and placed them in with her. She grew interested in them and got distracted so that he could bath her easily. He washed her body and her hair. He made it to where she was relaxed. After several minutes of play, he picked her up out of the bath and began to gently dry her off. He put on her pull-ups and the rest of her pajamas before drying her hair. Her hair was so soft and tangle free that he could barely help himself. He began to play with it a little and found that she was starting fall asleep in his lap. He looked at the time and decided that he would allow her to stay awake for a little while longer. He let her play watch television. He really wasn't a television person but her didn't want her to be running around the house like a mad person. He sat her on the couch transformed a desk into a television and turned it on to a kid friendly station. He went to leave the room she wouldn't let him. He parked himself in his chair by the fireplace and pulled out the Daily Prophet. Every now and again he would look up and see her watching it with an eager face. He returned to his paper and read for several minutes. He looked at the time and saw that it was 7:30.
He put down his paper and turned off the television. He picked her up with no complaining on her end and carried her to the bedroom. On the way she had fallen asleep in his arms making his day a little better. He pulled back the covers, lay her down with her blanket and rabbit, then covered her up. She was sound asleep when he left the room. He left the door slightly ajar so that he could listen for her if she needed him. With all of the stress that she had caused him that day he went to a hidden cabinet in his sitting room and pulled out a scotch glass and a bottle of scotch. He sipped the scotch as he continued to read the paper. As he drank his glass it seemed as if the time went by faster than normally. He grew tired around 9:30 and decided to head to bed then. He cleaned up and got dressed for bed, pulled back the covers, and then climbed. His head barely hit the pillow before he fell right to sleep. A couple of hours he was woken up by the sound of wood moving across the floor. As soon as the noise started it stopped which is what caused him to get up and inspect the house. He pulled oh his wand and went to where he suspected the noise was coming from, the kitchen. The closer he got to the kitchen the more noise he was hearing. He slowly walked to the kitchen door and opened it. When he looked in he found The cabinet door to the marshmallows open, the kitchen chair was pushed up against the counter, and marshmallows were everywhere. He walked farther into the kitchen and found Leeloo sitting on the floor shoving marshmallows in her mouth. He put his wand away and squatted down near her. When she looked up at him he found that she had to have had three marshmallows in her mouth and two in her hands. The bag was in her lap and she somehow managed to have it smothered all over her face and part of her hair.
"Now how did u manage to do this?" he questioned as he grabbed the end of her hair.
She looked up at him the cutest face he knew only one objective before cleaning her up, a picture. He left the room for just a second to retrieve a camera. He found a camera in a drawer in the sitting room. He ran back to the kitchen and snapped the picture. By this time Professor couldn't help but laugh at her adorableness. At that moment he knew that he had to keep her as long had he could. He picked her up and placed her in the counter next to the sink. I found a clean washcloth began to gently clean off her face. He noticed that she was still eating the marshmallows even though she had just been caught. She finished eating the ones in her hands. When she finished eating he cleaned her hands and made sure there wasn't any marshmallows found anywhere on her person.
He hoped that she didn't get a sugar rush so that she could go back to bed with ease. He picked her up and carried her back to bed. She looked at him as if he had just lost his mind by separating her from "her" marshmallows. She was placed in the bed gently and the he tucked her in. He walked out of the room, closing the door completely behind him. He didn't want her leaving the room until morning because he wanted sleep. He considered locking the door but in the end he thought that it was cruel. She really wasn't tall enough to open the door so didn't have any trouble closing it. He went back to the kitchen to pick up the marshmallows off of the floor and put the bag back in the cabinet. He moved the chair back to its original position and made sure that everything was in its place. When he finished straightening up he went back to his room to let his head meet the pillow. Unfortunately he wasn't able to reach sleep because he heard he trying to escape. He lay there in bed refusing to get up thinking that of he ignored her she would stop. Then he thought about the last time he tried to ignore her and so he got to his feet to see what she was doing. When he opened the door he saw her little bottom sticking up in the air while she looked under the bed. He reaches down and pulled her out from under the bed causing her to be startled.
"What are you doing?" he asked her sleepily.
"Monter," she replied.
Monter, he thought to himself trying to think of what she was trying to say. "Monster?" he questioned
"Yea," she replied back. "He big."
Snape looked around the room with her to show her that there aren't any monsters anywhere. "See, there are no monsters in the room anywhere. Now go to sleep."
He tucked her in tight and closed the door and headed back to his room but before he could even reach his bedroom door she had slipped out right behind him. She followed him all the way to his room. She tugged on his nightshirt several times trying to get his attention. He looked down at her then picked her up and began to head back to the guest bedroom.
"No, monter," she said as grab his neck trying to not go that way.
He took a deep breath and then asked, "Do you want to sleep in my room?"
"Yea," she replied.
He carried her into his bedroom and placed her next to the wall and then climbed on after her. He noticed that it didn't take long before she fell asleep. It took him a little bit to get relaxed enough to where he could sleep. When he did finally get to sleep it seemed as if morning came to fast. Luckily he was home for Christmas vacation and was able to sleep a little longer. He slept until about ten that morning which made him a little more refreshed than the day before. When he got up he noticed that she had stayed far away from him all night. She slept near the wall the entire time with a little bit of rolling here and there. He couldn't think of anything that would have causes her to think that there was a monster in the room even after he looked himself. He went back to the guest bedroom while she slept a little more. He looked around and couldn't find anything that looked remotely close to a monster. He decided to drop it and return to his room to wake her for the day. When he walked in she was waiting for him on the edge of the bed with her hair going every which way.
"You're a mess aren't you," he said looking at her hair. "Come on let's get you dressed and feed."
He first took her to the bathroom so that she can relieve herself before she changed. When he tried to take off her pajamas she refused to let him doing anything. This wasn't a "do it myself" type of movement. It was as if she was scared of something. He thought for a minute then pulled her a little closer to him. He realized that sometime during the night she had an accident. She began to cry because she knew that he found it. He knew that it had to have been after he had brought her to his room because she wasn't wet when they entered the room. He comforted her and cleaned her up and made feel a little better about it. He got her dressed and then he went to his room to get himself ready. She followed him like a lost puppy. He first removed all of his sheets off the bed and places them near the door so that he could wash them. He ace her on the bed and covered her eyes she that she would see anything that he had. She tried to take it off but he had made absolutely sure that it was on well enough that she couldn't remove it. When he finishes dressing he removed the blind fold and took her to the kitchen.
….*DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters from Harry Potter J.K Rowling does. I do not own any of the characters from Hellsing Kouta Hirano does. I do claim rights to Leeloominai Cai Rapѐe and Holly Anderson. DISCLAIMER*….
K9: I love mushymellows
Snape: Marshmallows
K9: Yea, mushymellows
Snape: It's pronounce marshmallows
K9: I know
Snape: Then why do you say it like that
K9: Because in actuality I am a really intellegent two year old
Snape: No you are
K9: Say that and I'll say what you are
Snape: twenty
K9: Virgin
SP: Do I have to separate you
K9: No
SP: Better not
