Author's Note: This was a random plot bunny that popped into my head and just had to write it down ^^

Chapter summary: Ome tries to use her Sire as a climbing frame, which goes as well as one would think.

This Oneshot takes place a week after Worth Fighting For.

"Hello" Normal talk.

"Hello" Talking through the bond.

"Hello" Com-link/Private Com-link.

"Hello" Thoughts.

Everything seemed so new and exciting to Ome now that she could toddle, she didn't have to keep crawling around anymore and it seemed she could get to where she wanted to go faster, currently she was in the Rec Room of her home. The door had been closed so she wouldn't be able to wonder out the room, but she honestly didn't really care, she was just enjoying getting to toddle around. She giggled and chirped as she toddled round the large room, at least to her it was, and stopped next to her Sire's large yellow and red foot. She poked it with a tiny finger curiously and giggled, she then toddled round so she was stood in front of her Sire's foot and tried to climb it, she slid back down and landed on her aft. She pursed her little lipplates and clumsily stood back up, she tried to get some form of grip on the warm smooth metal but it was impossible, she couldn't even wrap her little arms and legs round it, and once again she slid back down landing on her aft, she buzzed a little and stood up again, her hands clenched into tiny fists and she stamped a foot. She startled slightly when she heard a deep chuckle and looked up at her amused Sire, her irritation seemingly forgotten, she grinned "Sire!" she said.

Omega smirked and reached down, he gently gathered his daughter into his large hand before bringing her up to his face "What're you trying to do?" he asked.

Ome blinked before she giggled "Li! Li!" she replied, clearly she was trying to say 'climb' but hadn't mastered all her words yet except for 'Sire', 'yes' and 'no'.

"Yes I saw that you were attempting to climb up my foot" Omega replied with a smirk "didn't work did it?"

Ome pursed her little lipplates, clearly unimpressed with that statement.

Omega had to keep from laughing, though a snicker did escape him, since he knew exactly where she had gotten that trait from, himself. He pulled the same facial expression when he was unimpressed, perhaps the bond was at play, eventhough she wasn't biologically his she had clearly developed a few of his traits and some of the more...positive aspects of his personality "Don't pull that face at me" he said, amusement colouring his voice "I'm not your climbing frame"

Ome pouted.

Omega chuckled softly and did something that he knew would make his daughter laugh, he blew a raspberry.

Ome accidentally let out a giggle and quickly covered her mouth.

"What was that? Was that a giggle?" Omega asked with a smirk.

"No!" Ome lied, but it was clear by the sound of her voice that she was trying and failing to suppress a giggle.

Omega smirked and blew another raspberry.

Ome laughed, she loved it when her Sire was funny like this "Sire!" she said and put her tiny hands on his face shield.

Omega chuckled and lifted the face shield from over his face.

Ome giggled and her tiny hands touched her Sire's chin "Sire" she said.

Omega wished that he could kiss his daughter's helm but he couldn't really see a way around it because of his size, so he did the next best thing, he very lightly brushed his lipplates against his daughter's helm.

Ome purred in content and chirped, she then leaned back, lying back in her Sire's large hand.

Omega smiled and lowered his face shield, gently rubbed his daughter's helm with a finger, yes, he would never regret adopting her when she was born a year ago, it was the best decision he had ever made.