Chapter three: Chase baby sits!

Chase had got one of those massive shallow bowls ornaments and lined it with pillows, he then plonked Jack down in it where he gurgled and become content with exploring with his little play pen.

Chase sat down at his meditation room and began to meditate, Jack cooed as he watched candles float around the room. He looked at Chase and giggled he clambered out which resulted in Jack doing an interesting forward roll onto the floor and began to crawl towards Chase.

Baby Jack crawled up to Chase who was now floating a foot off the ground; Chase suddenly dropped to the floor as his concentration was shattered because Jack had climbed into his lap. Chase glares down at him and flicks a finger at him. Baby Jack suddenly lifts off his lap and floated back to his pillow bowl, Jack giggled like mad and clapped his hands and starts to crawl towards him again.
"Floo floo!" Jack gurgled happily as he once again tried to get onto Chase's lap.
"What is floo floo?" Chase demanded only to give a look of disgust as Jack began to get his grubby hands over his trouser leg, he flicked his finger at Jack and he goes flying back, Jack was giggling madly once more clapping like crazy with happiness.
"Floo floo! Floo floo!"
"Oh you mean levitation spell!" Chase mused "Oh well if it keeps you amused!"

Jack was soon doing barrel rolls across the room as Chase sat there and gesturing with his hand on where he wanted Jack to go. Jack was finding this hilarious and was laughing all the way screaming 'floo floo' as he did.

Soon Chase became bored with it and settled Jack down, but Jack just began to clamber out of the bowl again. Chase gave an impatient sigh and materialised some paper, ink bowl and a brush, he placed them in front of Jack.

"There's some paper doing some drawings or something" he grumbled and Jack began to scribble away at it, his face was plastered with concentration as he drew his pictures. Chase had gone back into his meditation and it was some time before Jack bothered him again. This time Jack was tugging at his arm with one hand and with the other hand he had picture, Jack waved it at him and Chase took it knowing for a fact Jack wouldn't relent until he looked at it.

It was a good picture all things considered. It was a smiling stick person with long lines for hair and was wearing what looked like a skirt; next to it was a smaller stick person with spiky hair with a smiley face.

"Who's this suppose to be? Wuya?" he asked pointing to the tall stick person and Jack grinned.

"Dada" he gurgled and Chase looked at it again.

"I do not wear a skirt!" he muttered "and my hair isn't that long I look like a girl"

Jack suddenly looked at Chase's stomach as it gave a little growl of hunger; Chase suddenly remembered that due to Jack's appearance he never did finish his lunch.

"Time for a snack" he said and plonked Jack into his pillow bowl, he clicked his fingers, some tigers came in with plates of tropical fruit and other delicious food. He sat down at the table and helped himself.

He looked to Jack who was staring at the food and chewing on the end of his pillow as if he was dreaming it was food. Chase gave a heavy sigh and grabbed a spare plate and picked up some Watermelon, in the blink of an eye he had cut it all up into little bite size chunks. He tossed on some little biscuits and then gave it to Jack to eat.

"I want my pillows salvia free you now" he growled, Jack clapped his hands and giggled as he began to eat.

However to those who don't know babies well, they lack fine maladaptive skills which mean they can't control their hands very well. And because of this most of Jack's watermelon went up his nose, in his ears, smashed all over his face, hand and chest. In fact it was safe to say only one quarter of the food actually went into Jack's mouth. Once he finished Jack crawled back to Chase, he grabbed his trouser leg and hauled himself up to his feet with it.

Chase looked down and stared at the mess, there was a little trail of pinkish purple hand prints that trailed all the way from the pillow bowl to Chase's chair. He looked down to see Jack was now splattered with juice and pulp bits from the watermelon but he still had that adorable smile even when Chase saw that his trouser leg was smeared with watermelon pulp.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you in two right now..." he growled Jack looked up at him and hugged his leg giving a happy sigh.

I am an evil Lord of Darkness Chase thought I shall not fall for such adorable antics…even if he is down right cute…WHAT I AM THINKING?

Chase shook his head and then looked down at Jack he picked him up by the nappy rim and hauled him to face him.

"Cute or not you are in need of a bath Jack Spicer" he said and Jack held out his hands and smeared pulp juice over Chase's face as well, Chase glared at him and he giggled.

"And it would appeared so would I"

It wasn't really a choice; Chase had to go into the bath with Jack. Chase's bath was one of those massive really deep luxury bathes and they were made for adults not for bathing babies.

Once the bath was full Chase lowered himself and sat Jack on his knee, Jack splashed around and played with the bubbles. Chase scrubbed his face clean of watermelon muck and then began to clean Jack, who didn't like it one bit.

"No!" he squealed and smacked the wash cloth away; he splashed Chase and tried to wiggle away. However once he had reach the edge of Chase's lap he did a bad impression of a swan dive into the deep water and sunk, Chase picked up the soggy little baby who was now looking very sorry for himself.

"Dada" he spluttered and Chase finished cleaning him up and Jack let him but pulled faces of disgust as he did.

After that Chase dried himself and got dressed, Jack wiggled around while being drowned in a massive towel. He looked up at Chase as he picked him up and giggled and wiggled.

"You really are a nuisance Spicer" Chase declared Jack smiled but yawned in the cutest fashion and snuggled up to Chase and fell asleep.

"I've found the book Chase" Wuya called as she came in "You were using it to steady an old chair with a missing leg…" she stopped when she came into the throne room.

Chase was sitting there reading a book with one hand and the other hand was curled around Jack who was sleeping soundly in Chase's arm.

"You never struck me as the maternal type Chase" Wuya sniggered.

"I am merely looking after him as we agreed while you looked for the book" Chase said "Now be quiet or you'll wake him"

"Aww he looks such the angel" Wuya cooed sarcastically.

"Believe me my stained trousers, messed up floor and chewed on pillows disagree" Chase muttered "And tomorrow it will be your turn to look after the little 'angel'" Chase sneered; he got up and placed Jack in his pillow bowl and tucked in the blanket.

"You're scaring me Chase…you're acting like a parent"

Chase glared at her and took the book.

"I will go gather these ingredients and you shall baby sit" he said.

"Fine…daddy" she chuckled and Chase spun around to snarl at her, she stuck her hand over her mouth and was quiet.