A.N. OMG I am such a Skulerly shipper. I recently started re-watching all of the PR episodes (THANK YOU NETFLIX), and, after learning of the existence of Spike, I've been jumping up and down to get something out about the three of them! I'm also co-creating a new PR series with my best friend, but I don't know where we will be posting that at the moment. Lol.

This takes place in either very late Turbo or early-ish In Space. This is based on the assumption that Spike is 14 as of Samurai, and was conceived at the end of Zeo when Bulk and Skull went to Paris. Kim would have been pregnant in the Turbo Movie, but not enough to know/be showing. :D

Hope you enjoy!

Lunch for Two… or Three

He'd been given a simple task: feed the baby. Somehow that was not going so well. The boy sat in his high chair, food dripping from his chin, and his hair.

Skull scowled at the grinning kid, his own chin resting on the tray, the jar of food in one hand and a plastic spoon in the other. He tried once more, making the funny faces and babbling like Kim did. The baby moved out of the way, smacking the spoon and sending it clattering into the tray. Banana flavored goop splashing the once clean chair.

"Spike…" he groaned, calling the boy by the nickname, no matter much it bothered his mother.

Spike giggled, smacking the sticky surface. Again and again they fought, wasting more than half the jar, and the contents covering everything within three square feet. Skull smacked his own hand over his face, claiming defeat, but that only served to smear the yellow mush down his face. Spike laughed harder still.

Skull slouched back into his chair, the start of a smile curling his lips. Within moments he was laughing too.

That was how she found them, Kim returned just moments later, slipping into the kitchen silently. She leaned against the door frame, hugging her bag a groceries to her chest. She watched as the two laughed at each other for a bit before going to fetch a wash cloth.

Armed with her damp weapon, Kimberly approached the pair, grinning as their eyes lit up in her presence. She wiped down her messy child first, then his chair, careful to get to all of the impossible places he could get food, including one of his feet. Kim gave him a tiny kiss on his newly clean nose before turning on his father.

Skull was covered in just as much, if not more. She thought about asking what had happened, but after several months of being together, and years of school, Kimberly had a fair idea of the cause.

She moved towards him slowly, their eyes locked. Seating herself neatly in his lap, she made to rake a finger down his nose, the towel abandoned in her own lap. Careful not to drop any of the substance, Kim scooped it into her month, rolling her tongue over the creases of her finger, before extracting the digit with a small pop.

Behind them the baby was making a racket, beating the spoon on the plastic tray, but he was content, and Kim was set on playing this little game.

Leaning forward, Kimberly flicked her tongue over his chin, cleaning up the sweet goo that rest there, Skull sucked in a breath, sitting very still beneath her, hands clenched tightly around the material of his pants.

That spot down, Kim traveled upwards, capturing his lips with her own. Her arms wrapped around his neck on their own accord and she grinned against him as her fingers encountered more of the goop. But just as Skull decided to play along the baby screamed.

Disappointed, Kim pulled herself away, feeling his reluctant fingers loosening the grasp on her hip. "Maybe next time…" she sighed, handing him the wet cloth before sliding off his lap, and turning to the little boy.

Spike had apparently thrown his spoon to the floor. "Oh, Felix," she murmured, scooping him out of the chair. "Shh…"

After a few moments the baby quieted, making soft noises as he played with a lock of her hair. Kimberly grinned at her boys before asking, "How about some lunch?"

A.N. And yes, that would be banana flavored Burble baby food coating everything. Lol. Baby Ernie on the jar and all! (Spike's name is also really Felix… 'cause I'm lazy like that.)