A grey one with 'Grr'ing and trucks

Author's Note: Hello all! Just another lahvely thank you to my lahvely reviewers, thou art all mahvelous and lahvley and fahntashtic. Ooh also, I can't decide whether or not I should throw another baby into the mix. Drop a review with your opinions, and I'll decide based on what you guys want. Hope you enjoy!

The car trip to the Huntzberger mansion was happier than expected – Logan was just waiting for a lecture about spoiling Lily that never came.

"Don't think you're off the hook, buster." Rory reminded him at least twice. "Just because I may want a cute little doggy to put in outfits that match Lily's doesn't mean I'm not angry at you. I'm very angry." She paused for a moment, and then added, "Grr."

"Grr!" Lily repeated from her carseat. "Puppy say Grr!"

"Hey, Princess, did you hear your mommy? We're going to buy a dog! A puppy just like in the book!"

Lily realized what he was saying and clapped her hands excitedly.

"Ace, am I allowed to 'grr' now?" Logan asked after a moment.

"Why?"

"We're at my parent's house."

"Fine, but only once."

"Grr."

"I do it better than you." Rory informed him.

"Do not."

"Do too. Grr. See? So much better."

"You, my dear Ace, are sadly mistaken. Grr. See? I am so much more skilled in 'grr'-ing."

"Grr! Grr!" Lily shouted from the back.

"Okay, come on, Princess. Let's go inside." He helped Lily out of her seat and together the three walked to the door and rang the bell.

"Good evening," The maid said as she opened the door. "May I take your coats?"

"Grrr!" Lily replied. Logan held a hand to his forehead. This was going to be a very, very long night.

They walked into the living room, where Gavin was sitting on the floor with mini toy trucks. Honor looked from the couch at Logan and Rory.

"Hi guys!" She exclaimed happily, standing up and rushing over to hug them. Once the enthusiastic 'Hellos' were finished, she turned her attention to Lily.

"Aww, that dress is soooo sweet on you, Lily!" She cooed. Lily smiled and hugged her aunt. "Gavin, come here and say hello to your cousin." Honor called to the five year old on the carpet.

Gavin stuck out his tongue. "Gavin!" Honor scolded, "Come say hello or I'll take away your trucks!"

Gavin stood up and sulked over to where his mother and cousin stood, a pout on his face. "Good evening, Lily." He said, his voice completely monotonous.

Lily waved her fingers at him. "'Lo." She replied. That was her form of greeting. Whenever someone came or left, she said 'lo'. Logan and Rory assumed it was an abbreviated form of 'hello', and found it so cute that they didn't bother to correct her.

Gavin stuck his tongue out again and raced back to his trucks before Honor could say anything.

"Sorry about him." Honor apologized to Rory and Logan, "He's been like this for the past couple of weeks. I wanted him to see a therapist, but Josh thought it was just a phase he's going through. He'll get over it soon."

"He's always been like that…" Rory muttered under her breath so that only Logan could hear. Logan nudged her side, though he had to agree. Gavin was by nature a sulky, insolent kid.

He would have struck up a conversation with Honor if Shira didn't enter the room. "Rory, Logan." She greeted them stiffly, kissing each on the cheek. She still hadn't entirely warmed up to Rory, but she was tolerating it, and had accepted the fact that Rory was going to stay. Besides, Rory was quite polite, intelligent and very pretty, and didn't give Logan a bad image by being his wife.

She greeted Lily more warmly, giving the toddler a hug and kiss. "Hello, Lily!" She cooed. "How's my little granddaughter doing tonight?"

"Goo', fank 'oo." Lily replied carefully. She and Logan had practiced that last week when they had to go to a charity luncheon. Apparently, old rich people loved toddlers even more if they talked, just like infants loved toys more if they made noise.

"Oh! That's just precious!" Shira cooed. "She's absolutely adorable. Now, dinner is to start in five minutes, so let's proceed to the dining room. Mitchum will join us shortly. Honor, is Josh coming?"

Honor shook her head. "He got tied up at work last minute. Just me and Gavin tonight."

Shira nodded, and walked her family to the table. When they got there, they noticed that neither Gavin nor Lily was with them.

"I'll go and get them." Logan volunteered. Shira nodded, giving him permission, and he walked back into the room to a rather… odd sight.

Lily's hands were covered in a pair of gray socks, and she was tugging on one with her mouth to pull it off.

"Lily!" Logan called. "Why is there a sock in your mouth?"

Still fascinated with trying to remove it from her hand, Lily's free arm shot out to point at Gavin.

Logan looked at the small child expectantly.

"She touched my twucks! No one can touch my twucks 'cept me, so I putted socks on hew hands so she couldn't touch'em!" He explained in an agitated manner.

Logan walked over and removed the socks from Lily's hand and pressed them firmly to Gavin's.

"Please do not put your socks on your cousin's hands ever again." He told the boy in a fairly menacing voice. "Or I will make sure your mother takes away all of your trucks."

Gavin nodded, face full of fright. "So'wy." He replied after a moment with downcast eyes. Logan sighed. Gavin really wasn't that bad a kid, just a bit spoiled. Logan supposed he was much the same at that age.

"It's okay. You want to ride on my back to the table?" He asked.

Gavin nodded happily, all fright forgotten, and climbed onto Logan's back. Logan hoisted Lily up in his arms and carried the two to the table, both of them giggling happily.