A.N.: Hola! Back again with yet another chapter to this mini sage. Lol. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Only own Lenore & story idea. Thank-you.

Ranger Francis Gage pulled into the long driveway that led up to the home of the infamous Cordell Walker. He was coming to visit – and to take his little buddy, Walker's daughter, to the park – for the afternoon. He parked his car and got out, surprised to see that his little buddy wasn't running out to greet him like always. It wasn't until he got to the door to knock, that he realized why she hadn't come out to greet him.

"Lenore Angeline Walker! Get back here this instant!" Walker's voice could be heard through the door.

Gage let himself in, making sure not to be seen by the child, as she'd wind up in more trouble for coming to greet him rather than doing as told.

"You will clean up your toys, as your mother said, or you won't be going to the park with Uncle Gage at all!" Walker stated firmly. "Now, I'd advise you to set to work before he shows up."

A door closed then, and the lone wail of a four-year-old child could be heard. Moments later, Walker entered the living room, smiling upon spotting Gage standing there.

"Hi," Walker said, the nodded towards the hall. "I think there's been a slight change in your plans – unless someone starts to behave shortly."

Gage shrugged. "Ah, well. Kids will be kids."

"Don't I know it," Walker laughed, leading the way to the kitchen. "You want anything?"

"Nah, I'm cool," Gage answered. "So, how long do you think it'll take for her to clean up?"

"At the rate she's going?" Walker replied, raising an eyebrow. "All day."

"You mind if I have a quick little chat with her, before she starts?"

"Be my guest," Walker answered.

Gage nodded, then headed down the hallway towards the bedroom at the end, nodding to Alex who passed him by. Once he had reached the bedroom he was looking for, he knocked once, then entered the room.

"Hey Munchkin."

The small child looked up, her eyes wide upon finding him standing there before her. "Uncle Gage!"

Gage laughed as he scooped the excited child up, and kissed her head. He then looked at her, letting her remain in his arms.

"Seems you and I need to have one of our lil' chats," he told her. "Now, I know you want to go to the park with me, right?"

"Uh-huh," the little girl nodded.

"Well, then you'd better do as Mommy and Daddy say, or you won't get to go."

"Wanna go park! No clean!"

"No clean, no park," Gage reminded her gently. "Those are the rules. If they were my rules, you'd clean it up when we got back. But, it's not my house and I'm not your Daddy, Kiddo."

The child scowled, crossing her arms over her chest.

Gage made her look up at him. "But – I can make you a deal."

The little one in his arms stared at him questioningly.

"If you do what Mommy and Daddy want you to – not only will we go to the park, but we'll go for ice cream too. How does that sound?"

"Ouce cream!" She cried delightedly. "Ouce cream!"

"Hey-hey, not until you've finished cleaning. Got it?"

"You got it dude!" The child grinned, thumbs up, quoting a line from Full House.

"Alright," Gage said, setting her down. "Come get me when you're done. And your room has to be 'Daddy-approved', okay?"

"Kay!" The child chirped, giving him a quick kiss, then getting to work on her room. "Simon! We go ouce cream!"

Gage chuckled and left her room, returning to the kitchen. "I don't think you'll have any more problem, Boss."

"Why? What did you tell her?" Alex piped up, as her husband eyed their friend.

"I'm sure you'll find out soon enough," Gage smiled.

A short while later, a four-year-old could be heard calling for her Daddy.

"Daddy! I clean!" She called. "See, Daddy?"

Walker shook his head at the crazy child, and made his way down the hall to check her room. He smiled proudly when he saw that it had been cleaned up to the best of her ability.

"It looks very nice, Honey. Thank-you," he told her, kissing her small head.

"I go park?" His little girl asked, looking up at him expectantly.

"Yes, Honey. You can go with Uncle Gage to the park."

A delighted shriek could be heard, and shortly afterwards, the sound of little feet running down the hall fast as they could.

"Ouce cream! Ouce cream!" The little girl shrieked. "Uncle Gage! Ouce cream!"

Gage laughed as he scooped her – and her stuffed Chipmunk - up into his arms. "You got it dude."

The child giggled, and kissed his nose. "Ouce cream! Go! Pwease?"

"So, ice cream, huh?" Walker stated, raising his one eyebrow. "Is that how you get her to do as told? Buy her ice cream?"

"Yep!" Gage grinned. "Always works too."

"Well, then you can be the one to put her to bed, if it makes her hyper," Alex informed him, as she put some dishes into their dishwasher. "She's your responsibility Gage – and trust me – you do not want to get her hyped up before bed."

"Nah. My little Buddy will be good, won't she?" Gage smiled, ticking the four-year-old.

"Aha!" She giggled. "I good!"

"Well, have fun," Walker said, handing Gage her shoes and jacket as he carried the giggling child out the front door of the ranch house.

Once they were both strapped safely into his car, Gage pulled out of the driveway and headed off for the nearest park. He had promised the child an afternoon full of fun, and he intended on giving her just that. Long as she didn't fall asleep on him – by the looks of it, she hadn't had a nap yet.

Soon enough, they had reached the park, and Gage got her out of her car seat. He locked up his car, then raced her to the swings.

"Higher!" Lenore cried. "Higher! Pwease?"

Gage laughed and pushed the baby swing that contained her a bit higher. He loved hearing her laugh almost more than anything else in the world – even if she wasn't his kid.

Once she had grown tired of the swings, they headed for the slide and played on it for quite some time. After the slide was the jungle gym, merry-go-round, and then finally – her favourite - the sandbox.

"Castle!" Lenore grinned, starting to use her hands to build one. Her stuffed Chipmunk lay at her side, also in the sandbox. "Uncle Gage! Castle!"

Gage grinned as he sat down to help her build a castle – the biggest castle she had ever seen and made.

Shortly after they had finished their castle – complete with a moat – she remembered why she had gotten to come – part of the reason, anyway.

"Ouce cream! Uncle Gage!" Lenore whined slightly. "Ouce cream! Me want!"

"Ice cream, huh?" Gage said, standing up and taking her – and Simon - with him. He brushed them all off, then set her upon his shoulders. "Let's go then!"

Lenore laughed happily, as she bounced around on his shoulders, while he ran them over to the ice cream stand. She was still giggling when he'd stopped and had asked her what she wanted.

"Kiddo, I need to know what you want."

"Ouce cream!"

"I know that," he laughed. "But what kind?"

"Blue!"

"Alright," he chuckled, then turned to the ice cream man. "One Blue Jay ice cream cone please. And one Rolo cone."

The ice cream man nodded, and handed them their cones shortly. Once they'd paid, Gage took them to a bench, where they could sit and eat.

"Yummy!" Lenore grinned, as she got hers all over her face.

When they had finished their cones, Gage laughed as his little partner. "Kiddo, you look like a Smurf."

"Smurf!" Lenore repeated smiling. "I'm Smurf!"

"Yep, that you are." He picked her up. "I think it's time to go home now. It's getting late – and you need a bath."

"No!" Lenore cried. "No home! No bath! Park! Play!"

Gage shook his head, as he carried her and her Chipmunk back to his car. Upon unlocking it, he had to struggle to get her in, as she was putting up a struggle. He didn't say a word though, as he knew she was tired and didn't want to admit it – she knew when tired they'd go home, and she didn't want to go home. Nor did she want to have her very much now needed bath.

Gage drove them back to the ranch house, and got the struggling child out. He took her inside - after having had been let in – and headed straight for the bathroom to get her into he tub. He ran the bath as he stripped her down, noticing someone had predicted that bath, as the child's pajamas were set upon the sink counter.

The child screamed and kicked and cried as she was stripped down for her bath. She had had fun that afternoon and hadn't wanted for it to end – ever. She struggled even more upon being place in the tub that was now full of water, bubbles, and toys.

"No! No! No!"

"Lenore, calm down," Gage told her sternly. "Don't ruin the good day we had all because you're tired."

"No!" She shrieked, splashing water at him angrily. She then grew angrier, and held her breath.

Gage watched as the stubborn child held her breath, and refused to let it go. When she started to change colours though, he panicked slightly. He quickly stood her up and shook her lightly.

"Breathe!" He ordered. "Now Lenore!"

The child glared at him, her breath still being held.

Gage – who had placed his hands on her hips when standing her up – lifted the fingers on his one hand - his thumb and other hand still holding her up – and brought them back down to hit her bottom. He knew he hadn't swatted her all that hard, as it was hard to maneuver his hand – and he wasn't doing it to hurt her or upset her, he was doing it to shock her.

Upon feeling her Uncle's fingers hit her bottom, the child let out a sharp gasp. She hadn't expected him of all people to whack her bottom. Sure, her Uncles had threatened to do it – but up until right then, neither of them ever had. And though it hadn't hurt any, she still couldn't help but stand there with her mouth gaping open.

"Alright now," Gage said, still on his knees and holding her by her hips. "Your tantrum done?"

She nodded quietly, her mouth now closed.

"Good." He kissed her head. "Do me a favour and never hold your breath like that again, okay? Uncle Gage doesn't want to have to spank you again."

She nodded again, before throwing her little arms about his neck to hug him in apology.

"Alright. Alright," Gage sighed. "I love you too. Now, sit and let's get this bath over with."

She looked at him expectantly.

"Yes, you'll still get the story I promised you in the car."

She smiled at him and sat down obediently. Needless to say, she behaved quite nicely for the rest of her bath and when she was placed in her pajamas.

Gage carried her out to the kitchen, so that she could say goodnight to her parents.

"Any problems?" Walker asked, knowing just how bad his baby girl could be when it came to bath-time.

"One that was taken care of, and will never happen again, right?" He eyed the child in his arms.

The small girl nodded her head furiously, not wanting for him to ever have to spank her again. She then proceeded to give her parents a kiss, and laid her head back upon her Uncle's shoulder.

Once in her room, Gage placed her in bed and covered her up, setting Simon next to her. He lay next to her then, and opened up the story he had asked to hear, midst her fit, on the way back home.

"Once upon a time, there were three little bears. A Mamma Bear, a Papa Bear, and a little wee Lenore Bear..."

A.N.: Well, whatcha think? Was it as good as th last two? Plz R&R! Thanks!