Three Explorers and a Baby Ch. 4
Disclaimer: None belong to me besides Aaron.
AN: Sorry these last parts have taken so long…
Days ago John had said numerous times to Marguerite that he was sorry, but she would have none of it. Sure that has been her last bottle, sure she couldn't get another on the plateau, but was the grudge really nessisary? John remembered their confrontation.
Marguerite had blamed the entire incident on him, forgetting the fact that John had spent the entire afternoon baby-sitting Aaron, giving Marguerite a day off for a change. But what was the thanks he got? Marguerite blaming him when Aaron began to cry, even though she had been the one shouting.
Instead of going to Ned or Veronica, Aaron teetered over to John.
"John," Aaron grunted holding out his hands. Marguerite shot another disgusted look at John just for good measure as John stooped over to pick the baby up.
"Woman," John said loudly, making sure Marguerite could hear him, "absolutely mad."
"John!" Marguerite hollered.
"What?" John hollered right back.
"Don't teach him things likes that!" Marguerite scolded, John shook his head.
"I'm only telling the truth, all the boy needs to do is look at you to see I'm right!" Aaron giggled gleefully and clapped his chubby hands. "Women," he mused, "what do they want?" He paused, bouncing Aaron gently up and down. "I'll be—" He begun.
"John! Marguerite!" Challenger shouted, pressing a hand to his throbbing temple. "Give it a rest, honestly. You two are just about as bad as a married couple." He shook his head, and shot them east a glare, "keep your voices down! Some of us around here are trying to do some work!"
Marguerite snorted, "married? Honestly."
"Not if you paid me," John replied icily.
"Well good thing that's settled," Challenger replied.