110: I Just Like to Share
The usual disclaimers apply. "THANKS!!" to all who reviewed and accepted Maddy and her fetish with dressing up poor Donny as a girl. Hehe Sorry these chapters took so long, it seems my muse has left for vacation early. So while my muse and I are away, be sure to leave great reviews, or we might not come home.
By the way writing this chapter was like squeezing blood from the stone, grr damn writer's block! I apologize for it's lame nature.
Also, I haven't been around a two year old in a long time, forgive me if Maddy's character is inaccurate for her age.
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"Come on, Mad, hold still for me." Vaughn said trying to wedge his daughter's wiggling feet into the small pink sneakers he held in his hands.
"I don't wanna go! I wanna play, can't we play, daddy?" she asked peering up at him with the sad puppy-dog eyes her mother used so often to get her way.
"I know you wanna play, but we have to go. I promise we'll be home later, plenty of time to play, babe." He said, while finally managing to get her small feet into the sneakers.
"Can Donny come, he wikes to come, and then Papa can see him! Papa woves Donny!" Maddy exclaims excited with the idea of bringing her best pal in the car for a ride.
"No sweetie, Donny has to stay home. Come on let's go see if mommy is ready to go." Vaughn says hoping Maddy won't have a tantrum because the dog can't come. He lifts her off of the big-girl bed she got recently and smoothing out her pink Tinkerbell comforter he grabs her hand as they leave the room in search of Sydney.
Not content with the idea of merely walking into the other room to find her mother, Maddy lets go of her father's hand and makes a mad dash down the hallway. Giggling once she realizes her father has decided to chase her, knowing that if he does catch her she is in for tickling, she quickly scampers into her parents' bedroom and hides behind Sydney's legs hoping her mother will prevent the tickle attack.
"What's goin' on, Maddy?" Sydney questioned as she put her hairbrush down and scooped up her daughter. As Vaughn loudly made his way into the room, Maddy yelped out "Help! Daddy's gonna tickle me!" And with that, Sydney decided to join in on the fun, she plopped Maddy onto the bed, and together the parents began a tickle attack on the small girl. Yelps of "stop" "lemme go, daddy!" and "help" resounded throughout the bedroom.
Once they had halted their assault, Maddy had calmed down enough to remember that they were going somewhere and took the opportunity to remind Sydney and Vaughn that she had no interest in going. "Mommy, why are we going somewhere? I wanna play wif you and Donny. And daddy! And Papa too! And Uncle Ewic!" She exclaimed, excited with the party she had just planned for herself.
"Sweetie, I promise everyone can come over and play later, remember we're going to have cake for your birthday?" Sydney said, and then lifted Maddy off the bed so she could straighten the mess they had made.
"But, I wanna have my birfday now! Can't we just have cake now? Pweese, Daddy?"
"You heard mommy, sweetheart, we have to go." And after seeing the sad face she made, Vaughn decided Maddy deserved a present for her birthday before they went for the blood test.
"I have something for you but you have to promise to be a good girl for us today, okay?"
"What is it, daddy?" then growing excited, "is it a birfday pwesent for me? I love those!"
Pulling a heavily wrapped pink package from the top shelf of their closet, Vaughn presented the pink ribbon concoction to his daughter.
"You have to promise to be a brave girl today, so we can have your party later, sweetie, and then you can get all your other presents." Sydney reminded, "well, open it, baby." she said after Maddy debated whether she could promise to be good all day.
But, realizing that presents were worth whatever her parents were taking her to, Maddy tore into the wrapping paper sending paper and ribbon flying everywhere.
Once all the paper had been removed, she discovered a small stuffed dog, who bore a striking resemblance to her own pet and favorite doll, Donovan.
"Look! It's Donny! Daddy, he's a little Donny! I love him! Fank you!" Maddy squealed as she hugged the small dog to her chest. And ran over to Sydney, "Look, Mommy! He's like Donny!"
"I see him, Mad. Are you all set to go?" She said, happy that Maddy liked the present, but at the same time still so nervous about the tests. Sydney just wanted to get them over with.
"Yeah, but I gotta show the puppy to Donny first! C'mon, mommy!" And with that Maddy tore through the house to the living room where Donovan was napping in the sun. Poking one small finger into Donny's side, she roused him from his slumber and shoved the stuffed dog into his face, "look, Donny, he's just wike you!"
Finally catching up to their daughter, Vaughn took Madalyn into his arms and carried her towards the front door. "Let's let Donny sleep, Maddy, we gotta go."
Together the little family left the normal life they had grown to love so much and stepped into the life Sydney and Vaughn had tried so desperately to escape years ago.
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"Papa! I'm here!" Maddy yelled as her grandfather came into view. Escaping from her father's hold, Maddy ran towards Jack and flung herself into his waiting arms.
Although Sydney and Vaughn had been angry, furious even with their parents, they could never deny Madalyn from having grandparents. So, Maddy spent at least one day a week with her Papa Jack and had visited Bill and Irina in Russia more than once.
The fact that Bill was alive, was eventually revealed to Vaughn's mother Amelie, but due to the nature of his "death" if other's were to know he was alive, both he and Irina would become targets, so his current status was a secret between the rather un nuclear family.
"Wook at my puppy, Papa! Doesn't he wook wike Donny? Didya know it's my birfday, Papa?"
Struggling to answer Maddy's questions as she spewed a few hundred at Jack, he turned to his daughter and son-in-law.
And with a nod acknowledged their presence and began to lead them towards the room where the technician was waiting to take Maddy's blood.
Making their way into the small sterile room, the three adults turned to the small girl on the table.
"Maddy, sweetie, this nice lady has to take some of you blood, okay?" Sydney said as she sat down on the table with her daughter, "do you want to sit on my lap while she does it, baby?" She asked.
Maddy nodded and her little pig tales bobbled on her head, "will it hurt, mommy?"
"Only a little bit, baby." Vaughn said "But, Mommy will hold you okay? And I'll be right here, and so will Papa. You'll be fine, honey." he said bending down to kiss her on the forehead, "you're a brave girl, just like mommy."
So Maddy snuggled into Sydney's embrace as the tech began to prep Maddy's arm. Her other arm however clutched tightly to her mother's shirt and her stuffed Donny. Her tiny green eyes were squeezed shut and she appeared to be holding her breath.
After the vial was filled and Maddy had been given a sparkly sticker and a lollipop, Sydney turned to her father and asked, "so what happens now, dad?"
"The sample will be analyzed and the results will be sent to me and Irina and Bill. Together, we are hopeful that the data will be interpreted within the next few days. In the meantime, take Madalyn home, I understand there is to be a party this afternoon," then turning to his granddaughter, "isn't that right, sweetheart?"
"Yep, I told you alweady, Papa, it's my birfday!" Maddy chirped from her position in Vaughn's arms where she was attempting to rearrange her father's face by pulling on his nose, cheeks, and lips.
"Mommy, can we go? I wanna watch Dora."
And with that, Sydney, Vaughn, and Maddy said their goodbyes to Jack, and made their way home to get ready for Maddy's party. Both Sydney and Vaughn trying in vain to control the fear and unease they felt about what Maddy's blood work would reveal and how they would protect her from Sloane and Sark if they were to find out that Maddy's blood was indeed the key to Rambaldi's puzzle.
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"Happy Birthday, to you. Happy Birthday, to you. Happy Birthday, dear Maddy. Happy Birthday to you!" The whole kitchen sang to the two year old who stood proudly at the head of the table.
Once her family had finished the song and the candles were blown out, Madalyn turned to her mother, "cake now pwease, mommy!" Sydney laughed at her daughter's enthusiasm and began to serve the cake.
After Maddy had been served a very large piece and ate less than half, Vaughn found that the other half of Maddy's piece was slowly being plopped into his hand.
"Maddy, what are you doing?" He questioned while trying to remove the cake blob from his hand.
"I wanted to share with you, you finished your cake and you wooked hungry. And I wanted to share my cake, and I can't share wif Donny bescause you arwent apposed to share people food wif puppies, daddy. So I was just givin you cake."
Vaughn laughed as he stood to walk to the sink to clean his hands off, "That was very sweet of you, Mad, but next time let me know and you can put the cake on a plate."
In the background, the doorbell resounded throughout the house. Rushing out of her chair, Sydney ran to the door before Maddy could beat her there.
"Maddy, look who's here," she yelled back to the kitchen as their last guest made his way into the house.
"Uncle Ewic! You missed the cake and the singin'!"Maddy yelled as she jumped down from her chair to embrace her favorite uncle.
"I never miss cake, Mad, I'm sure your mom saved me some." Eric tells Maddy as he looks to Sydney for confirmation. Met with the nod he was waiting for, Eric sits down on the floor in the living room with Maddy as Sydney hands him a piece of cake. "So did I miss presents too?" he asks with a mouthful of cake.
"Nope! Mommy, can I open them now?!?!?" Maddy yelps remembering the large pile of gifts that are stacked neatly on the coffee table.
"Sure, baby. Just wait until Grandpa gets in here." Sydney replies.
Once everyone is seated, Maddy begins tearing into the packages before her. Once the first has been stripped of its Disney Princess wrapping paper, Sydney turns to her daughter to ask her what it is, but before she can the phone rings.
Reaching for the portable, she answers, "Hello."
"Sydney, we have Madalyn's results." says the voice of Irina Derevko.
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Yay! Another cliffhanger! Let's hope I'm inspired while on vacation! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!