Just a little info that goes throughout this story: I'm going to ignore Sara's death. I have a lot of chapters half-written or in my head where she is happily alive and with Nyssa, spoiling our Olicity kids. So, unless I specifically say so, always keep in mind that Sara is alive in this story. It's my personal way of remaining in the denial stage...
Oliver should know better…
Oliver should know better…
He really should, but Felicity kept saying he should trust the younger member of their team, that Roy would not do something stupid as that in front of a bunch of people that knew nothing about their secret… How naive of her…
When Roy approached the pile of presents, with a smirk over this lips, Oliver felt his suspicions levels rise tenfold. He tried to look down, towards the place he had last saw Felicity talking happily with Sara, but she was now missing, and so, he was left watching, from the stairs, how Roy left a gift wrapped in green paper with a big grey bow, over the already big pile of presents.
He quickly descended the stairs, trying to grab the gift before the opening moment started, but Thea, catching him off guard, grabbed his arm and kept him occupied with the talk about the renovations he was going to do in the mansion.
"Seriously, you should really… hey, are you hearing what I'm saying?" she asked, noticing how her brother kept glancing towards the gifts' directions. "Are you that excited to see what people brought? I think your wife is starting to rub on you…" Thea said with amusement and Oliver rolled his eyes at her.
He gave her a full minute of attention, before he turned once again. But that was enough for half the presents to disappear and Oliver notice they were being transported towards the living room, where his wife would be expecting to open them. Sara and Laurel were happily carrying some of those now and he looked into their arms to find no clue of Roy's gift.
Oliver left his sister talking alone to run towards the room, trying to find the gift he saw Roy leaving on the pile.
"What's going on? It looks like you saw a ghost…" Diggle tried to grab his friend's arm, noticing Oliver's expression.
"Did you see Roy? Or a green wrapped gift?" Oliver asked and Diggle looked at him, like he had lost his mind. But then, he looked at Felicity and noticed the thing in her hands. "Like that one?" Dig replied, pointing towards the woman's hands.
Oliver's head shot towards his wife, noticing her seating in a sofa, surrounded by wrapped gifts and smiling people. He couldn't go there and rip it from her hands, not with everyone watching… all he could do was wait his brother-in-law didn't try to make one of his stupid jokes.
When Felicity opened the box, he saw her eyes widen and then a laugh fall from her lips. She grabbed an onesie, turning it around for everyone to see.
"I love my uncle Roy more" it said on the front and Oliver sighed, at least it could be worst.
And then, Felicity grabbed another one from the box.
"My mommy loves the salmon ladder", the next said, and Oliver noticed Felicity's cheeks blushing and how almost everyone in the room looked confused about what a salmon leader was and why Felicity would like it…
And she kept taking clothes from the box.
"My daddy can fire yours" (double entendre on fire)
"My daddy doesn't likes tennis balls" (yes, he doesn't, the lair's wall was proof enough)
"If you take my toys, aunt Nyssa will present herself to you" (and you won't like it...)
"Oh oh…" Diggle said from beside Oliver, realizing what Oliver's fear was all about. And the worst part was that he chuckled at it, his friend was laughing at his unease. Oliver was looking at him, revolted, when Lyla's laugh made him look up again, to see the last onesie held by Felicity.
"My uncle Dig shipped them first"
"The kid has taste… and none of that was a lie… especially the last one…" Diggle laughed, clapping Oliver on the back. "Now, go help your wife opening the rest of the presents for your kid!"