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Will walked into his house, and leaned back against his door, relieved to be done with work.

"Ugh," he mumbled. His feet hurt and his muscles ached. Work at the hospital felt a lot more strenuous than it had on other days. He was constantly on his feet and everything seemed rather abuzz with activity.

"Nico, Maria, I'm home!" he called out. He couldn't wait to see his husband and daughter. Since he was the one that worked and Nico didn't, the Italian had agreed to stay home and care for their daughter. He was a good father to her and Will was always afraid that their daughter would like Nico more than him. Nevertheless, Maria always seemed to enjoy his affection towards her and was always excited to play with him. She was now eleven months old and babbled constantly. She'd often squeal out of pure joy and was still trying to learn how to walk. Recently, Nico was trying to teach her to feed herself. So he was a little surprised to find his husband feeding their daughter at four in the afternoon… covered in baby food and with his head in his hands, mumbling in Italian. Maria sat in her high chair, banging her spoon on the tray. Her bowl set on the table and both she and her high chair was covered in copious amounts of baby food.

Will couldn't help it; he started laughing, which brought Nico to bring his head out of his hands. He slumped in his chair and crossed his arms, pouting.

"It isn't funny!" he complained. Will snorted, obviously disagreeing with him. Maria shrieked happily and banged her spoon a bit harder.

Will laughed again, smirking at his daughter. He cooed to her, "Are you giving your Papa trouble again?" His answer was mere babbling from the baby. He grinned at her and kissed the top of her head, "That's Daddy's little girl!"

Nico sighed, "Well, if she's Daddy's little girl, then Daddy can feed her because I'm about to rip my hair out."

"Aw, was it really that bad, darlin'?" Will teased. Nico let out a yawn and rubbed his eyes, the only things that seemed to be free of the food that had gotten all over the place. Will noted that the dark half-circles under his husband's eyes were making a comeback. Will occasionally forgot how Nico was taking care of Maria pretty much 24/7. Knowing how exhausting and random Will's work hours could be, the child of Hades would spend his nights caring for the daughter while Will would remain fast asleep in their bed. He put a hand on his shoulder and kissed the top of his head.

"Hey, Sunshine, why don't you go clean up and take a nap. I'll handle our little trouble maker."

Nico's eyes widened a little, "No, no. It's fine. You've been at work all day long and I'm not tired. I—" He interrupted himself with a huge yawn.

Will smirked. "Uh, huh. Go lie down before you drop dead from exhaustion, babe. Doctor's Orders."

As expected the Underworld spawn rolled his eyes and walked away mumbling about what an adorable dork his husband was. Will smiled and turned to Maria who was still banging her spoon on the table and babbling nonsense. He wiped off her face and replaced her bib and spoon.

"Alright, baby girl," he coaxed putting a spoonful of the orange goop that he wasn't sure why it was recommended for babies to eat. She put her chubby hands in front of the spoon, not wanting to eat it. Will smirked and just put it past her hands and stuck it in her mouth. He was all too familiar with situations like this. The hospital and infirmary was always full of stubborn patients (Nico included) that refused to eat their meals. Will gave Maria a satisfied smirk…that was instantly wiped off his face when she spit it out at him. A questionable orange blob now spattered on his clothes. So this was one of Nico's battles when he was at home during the day. Maria began to fuss and Will tried again. The result was the same as before, except this time the girl ended up grabbing the spoon and throwing it at him and staining his blond hair. He tried everything he could think of. Playing good cop, bad cop, trying to get her to eat it herself, and even doing that stupid "here comes the airplane" thing. It was an hour later when he got her to successfully eat her late lunch/early supper. The surrounding area was even messier than before.

At that point, Will turned to hear soft footsteps patter down the hall. Nico's hair was messier and he looked like he'd just gotten up. It was adorable. He giggled at Will's appearance.

"Not so easy, huh?" he asked. Will was about to answer him with a snarky comment, when Maria interrupted him.

"Papa!" she cried allowed happily. She waved her chubby, little hands at him and repeated the name. Nico in the mean time, stood there, stunned at his daughter. He quickly scrambled over to her in excitement.

"What did you say, honey?"

"Papa! Papa!" the girl reached out her hands for him and Nico scooped her up, swaying her around the kitchen. Will wasn't even jealous that his daughter had chosen to say "papa" over "daddy". He was too happy watching the excited son of Hades dance around in the messy kitchen—something few people ever expected to see.