WARNING: Extreme fluff ahead. Read with caution.
Jimmy
"Last time I held a kid your size..."
Jimmy sighed as he adjusted the newborn in his arms. He sat up a little. "This chair sucks. You're lucky you're too little to sit in one of these yet."
Alice Mariano replied by giving him a yawn.
"Yeah, yeah, old Grandpa's boring," Jimmy grumbled with a smirk. "I know, I know." He looked down at her and tilted his head. "You got real lucky, Kiddo, you know that? Not only are you too little to sit in this crappy chair, but you also got the more responsible Mariano for a dad. You know where he is right now? Taking a nap with your mom. You know where I was when your dad was born? Passing the New York city limits."
Alice squirmed a little bit.
"Yeah, old Grandpa Jimmy's an asshole." He sighed. "Grandma Lizzie never ever let Grandpa Jimmy forget that. Every time she sees Grandpa Jimmy she says 'Jimmy, you're an asshole.' Those exact words. Then again, she's neurotic, so I guess that makes us even." He smiled down at the baby. "And never, ever forget that Grandpa Jimmy is one-hundred times smarter than Uncle TJ. Uncle TJ is a dunce."
She made a little squeaking noise.
"Yes, yes he is. Your dad thinks so, too, but he uses much meaner words." Jimmy smiled. "You're very pretty, you know. You were kinda weird-lookin' the first time I saw you, but you're a regular Miss Universe now." He poked her gently in the nose. "You look kind of like your mom. You got her eyes. I mean, I know all babies are born with blue eyes, but they're her shade of blue. That might be your dad's nose though, poor kid."
He sighed and sat back a little. "You and me are gonna be pals, though. Y'know why? Cause I'm gonna spoil you rotten." He nodded. "That's right. Anything you want, Grandpa Jimmy's gonna get it for you... well... you know... depending on how much it costs... things like ponies don't come cheap."
Alice shifted as best she could in his arms and made a little more noise.
"You look tired," Jimmy commented, smiling a little. "Well... I guess I'd be tired too if I'd just gotten done being born...I don't really remember, but I think it was pretty draining. Your grandma Lizzie was in labor with your dad for a long time. But that's mostly because he's a pain in the ass... get it? Pain in the... what am I saying? You're four hours old." He shook his head. "Nah. Your dad loves you... and knowing him he'll teach you everything he knows... just don't rob any liquor stores until you're fourteen... at least."
He looked up at the nursery window, and saw a very impatient Sasha, arms cross, eyes narrowed, waiting her turn.
"I think I'm taking too long," Jimmy said. "Your grandma Sasha doesn't look happy...Guess it's time for me to hand you over..." He went to get out of the chair, but looked down at his granddaughter and stopped. "Y'know what?" he smirked. "She can wait."
He sat back down and kept talking.
Jimmy
"Last time I held a kid your size..."
Jimmy sighed as he adjusted the newborn in his arms. He sat up a little. "This chair sucks. You're lucky you're too little to sit in one of these yet."
Alice Mariano replied by giving him a yawn.
"Yeah, yeah, old Grandpa's boring," Jimmy grumbled with a smirk. "I know, I know." He looked down at her and tilted his head. "You got real lucky, Kiddo, you know that? Not only are you too little to sit in this crappy chair, but you also got the more responsible Mariano for a dad. You know where he is right now? Taking a nap with your mom. You know where I was when your dad was born? Passing the New York city limits."
Alice squirmed a little bit.
"Yeah, old Grandpa Jimmy's an asshole." He sighed. "Grandma Lizzie never ever let Grandpa Jimmy forget that. Every time she sees Grandpa Jimmy she says 'Jimmy, you're an asshole.' Those exact words. Then again, she's neurotic, so I guess that makes us even." He smiled down at the baby. "And never, ever forget that Grandpa Jimmy is one-hundred times smarter than Uncle TJ. Uncle TJ is a dunce."
She made a little squeaking noise.
"Yes, yes he is. Your dad thinks so, too, but he uses much meaner words." Jimmy smiled. "You're very pretty, you know. You were kinda weird-lookin' the first time I saw you, but you're a regular Miss Universe now." He poked her gently in the nose. "You look kind of like your mom. You got her eyes. I mean, I know all babies are born with blue eyes, but they're her shade of blue. That might be your dad's nose though, poor kid."
He sighed and sat back a little. "You and me are gonna be pals, though. Y'know why? Cause I'm gonna spoil you rotten." He nodded. "That's right. Anything you want, Grandpa Jimmy's gonna get it for you... well... you know... depending on how much it costs... things like ponies don't come cheap."
Alice shifted as best she could in his arms and made a little more noise.
"You look tired," Jimmy commented, smiling a little. "Well... I guess I'd be tired too if I'd just gotten done being born...I don't really remember, but I think it was pretty draining. Your grandma Lizzie was in labor with your dad for a long time. But that's mostly because he's a pain in the ass... get it? Pain in the... what am I saying? You're four hours old." He shook his head. "Nah. Your dad loves you... and knowing him he'll teach you everything he knows... just don't rob any liquor stores until you're fourteen... at least."
He looked up at the nursery window, and saw a very impatient Sasha, arms cross, eyes narrowed, waiting her turn.
"I think I'm taking too long," Jimmy said. "Your grandma Sasha doesn't look happy...Guess it's time for me to hand you over..." He went to get out of the chair, but looked down at his granddaughter and stopped. "Y'know what?" he smirked. "She can wait."
He sat back down and kept talking.