A/N- Hey guys! Once again, I own only the plot. All rights belong to ABC. Enjoy!

When Robin awoke, Alice was already out of bed. Robin went downstairs to find that Alice had made pancakes, bacon, and tea for breakfast. Robin crept up behind her wife's chair and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

"Morning, love," she purred.

"Good morning Robin," Alice turned around and smiled. "Would you like some breakfast?"

"I would," Robin replied. "I'm going into town in a bit. There's something I need to pick up."

"What is it?" Alice inquired.

"It's a surprise," Robin responded mysteriously. "Trust me. You're gonna love it."

"Alright," Alice agreed. "Here. Have some tea. I know you prefer coffee, but I can't stand the smell of it now, so you'll have to settle for some Earl Grey."

"Did the baby wake you up this morning?" Robin asked, piling pancakes and bacon onto her plate.

"Yeah," Alice confessed. "I got sick. But I'm alright now."

"Oh, I'm sorry, love. Just so you know, you can always wake me up if that happens."

Robin scarfed down her breakfast, passed on the tea, and ran upstairs to get dressed. She selected an outfit from Margot's modern closet and dressed quickly. She jogged back downstairs, gave Alice a quick peck on the cheek, and all but sprinted out the door.

When she got to the store, she quickly found what she was looking for in a display at the front. It was the right season for them, after all. She bought some extra candy as well, just in case. She checked out, then left the store with her purchases in hand. She could only hope that Alice would be as excited about this as Robin thought she'd be.

Robin was home in less than a half-hour. She was so excited to share one of her favorite childhood activities with her wife.

"Alice, I'm home!" Robin called when she got home.

"I'm coming!" Alice called back from upstairs. She'd been using Robin's absence as a chance to wrap her Christmas gifts.

When she got downstairs, Robin pulled out her purchases with a look of "Ta-da!" written all over her face.

"What is that?" Alice asked curiously. She had never seen anything quite like it.

"It's a gingerbread house," Robin explained. "You glue the pieces together with icing, and then you decorate it with candy. Everybody does them around Christmas."

"Can we do one now?" Alice inquired excitedly. It did look like a lot of fun, after all.

"Yeah, sure. I'll cut open the box, and we can get started," Robin replied enthusiastically. She was ecstatic that Alice was so excited to do this with her. She had no idea, however, just what she was getting herself into.

Alice and Robin sat down and began gluing the pieces of their gingerbread house together with icing. However, after less than five minutes, Alice decided that their gingerbread house was a boring shape. She suggested that they should try and spice it up a bit.

"Well, how do you suggest we do that?" Robin queried.

"Like this," Alice replied, throwing the directions in the trash can. "Here. Let's stack this piece like so. . ."

Before Robin knew what was happening, she and Alice had built an incredibly lopsided house that looked like it might take a tumble to one side if they looked at it wrong. Still, Robin had to admit that it was more interesting this way. After all, who wanted an ordinary gingerbread house anyway?

"Now what do we do?" Alice asked.

"Now comes the most fun part of all," Robin said with a mischievous glint in her eye. "We get to decorate it."

Robin cut open the bags of candy she had bought and separated them by type into bowls on the table.

"I've just had a wonderful idea!" Alice exclaimed. She hopped up from the table and grabbed a jar of marmalade from the refrigerator. She took out a butter knife and smeared marmalade all over the roof of their gingerbread house.

"You do know that you usually like to eat gingerbread houses, right?" Robin questioned, the disgust in her voice barely masked.

"You wouldn't eat that? It looks delicious to me," Alice said. With that, she removed the marmalade covered roof panel and took a bite. "Mmm, that hits the spot."

Robin couldn't do anything more than openly stare at her wife in horror.

"You know, I feel like you're doing a whole lot of staring and not a lot of decorating," Alice teased, dabbing a bit of icing on an unsuspecting Robin's nose.

"I just. . . you just. . . you ate gingerbread covered in marmalade!" Robin exclaimed.

"So? It was good," Alice defended, wiping the icing off her wife's nose when it became clear she wasn't going to do it herself.

When Alice dipped a gumdrop in marmalade and ate it, Robin realized what was going on.

"It must be the baby," she realized. "You're just having weird pregnancy cravings."

Once she had decided that her wife was not losing her mind, Robin decided to get back at her for putting icing on her nose. She squeezed a bit onto her finger and wiped it on Alice's cheek, her green eyes glinting with mischief.

"Robin!" Alice cried. "Save it for the gingerbread house! Come on, help me decorate."

"Yes ma'am," Robin gave a mock salute, then smirked. "But you've got to do something for me first."

"Oh yeah?" Alice replied, not missing the look in her wife's eyes. "And what would that be?"

Robin tapped her lips, and Alice rolled her eyes good-naturedly. She reached up and kissed Robin lightly, which her love almost immediately deepened. Robin could feel Alice smiling against her lips as she ran her fingers gently through her hair.

Eventually, Alice pulled back, and Robin let her, knowing there was always more where that came from.

"Come on, love," Alice whined half-heartedly. "We've got to finish decorating this gingerbread house."

Robin and Alice glued candy to their gingerbread house with icing. Robin put all of her candy on in a careful pattern, while Alice just threw it all over their creation and left it where it landed. If it had been anyone else doing that, her own mother included, it would have driven Robin crazy. As it was, nothing Alice did bothered her, with the potential exception of her dipping things in the jar of marmalade and eating them as they worked. Even that was more disgust at the way that probably tasted and less Robin disliking something Alice was doing.

Though she didn't realize it, as she was thinking about this, she'd been watching Alice and squeezing icing all over her lover's hand.

"Robin, love?" Alice finally interrupted Robin's thoughts. "D'you think you might want to put some of that icing on the gingerbread house instead of my hand?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Robin exclaimed. "Here, let me clean it up."

"No need," Alice brushed her off. "See?"

She licked the icing off her hand.

"All better. What were you thinking about?"

"You're glowing, my love," Robin explained. It was sort of true. She had been thinking about that a while ago. "I think it's called a pregnancy glow. It's going to get difficult to hide it soon enough."

"Thankfully, we'll only have to hide it for another two weeks," Alice replied. "Then, on Christmas day, we can tell Papa and your mum."

Alice and Robin continued to over-decorate their very unique gingerbread house, occasionally smearing each other with icing or throwing sprinkles in each other's hair. By the time they were through, Robin looked like a snowman from all the icing, and Alice looked like a unicorn had thrown up on her because she had so many sprinkles in her hair.

"You're a mess," Alice pointed out unnecessarily.

"So are you," Robin replied. "I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me?"

"We don't have time," Robin gave her a curious look, and Alice explained, "Papa's coming over in five minutes. Remember?"

Robin bumped the heel of her hand into her forehead.

"Oh, right!" she exclaimed. "Well, at least let me change my clothes."

They were already too late, however, as the doorbell rang before Robin could even start towards the stairs.

"Papa!" Alice cried, throwing open the door.

"Starfish!" he exclaimed, sweeping her off her feet.

He spun her around in a circle, and Robin could see Alice turning a bit green.

"What, no hug for me?" she said, hoping that he'd release Alice before she got sick all over him.

"Of course, love."

He let go of Alice and wrapped Robin in a bear hug.

When he finally let go, he looked a bit confused.

"You two are a mess," he noticed. "What happened?"

"We made a gingerbread house, Papa!" Alice explained cheerily. "Come see!"

Nook followed them to the kitchen, which looked like it'd been hit by a Christmas tornado. In the center of it all was their strange, lopsided, Frankenstein gingerbread house, which just so happened to be covered in marmalade.

"Well, that is certainly. . ." Nook fumbled for the word he wanted. "Interesting."

"Isn't it wonderful?" Alice asked hopefully. Nook didn't have the heart to tell her what he really thought of it- it was hideous.

"It's beautiful and unique, just like you," he replied, hoping to steer the discussion away from the gingerbread house. "Even if you are covered in icing and sprinkles."

Alice hugged her papa, and Robin mouthed him a silent thankyou.

"So, Starfish," Nook said, releasing his daughter. "I was thinking we might go sailing today. It's getting cold, and we probably won't be able to go for a while."

Alice looked freaked out by the idea, so Robin covered for her.

"We'd love to, but we can't. We were going to go out for lunch," Robin explained. "Want to come?"

"Sure," Nook agreed. "Where are we going?"

Alice and Robin exchanged a look. They hadn't really thought this through.

"Granny's," Alice decided after a minute. "I would love a burger."

Nook looked a little confused.

"Really?" he asked. "I didn't think you liked burgers very much."

"Today I do. Come on, Papa, you should be more spontaneous," Alice covered her tracks masterfully, and Robin had to admit that she was impressed.

"Alright. Come on, Starfish. I'll buy you girls lunch," Nook offered. Alice froze for a minute, thinking he knew about the baby.

Then, she realized that he was talking about Robin, and she felt rather foolish.

"Right. Thank you, Papa," she replied, far too late for her comment to seem normal. "C'mon. We've got to go if we're hoping to beat the lunch rush."

Alice practically dragged Nook out of the apartment, and Robin couldn't help but roll her eyes a bit. Alice was so over the top sometimes. Still, Robin didn't think she'd trade that for anything. She jogged out of the apartment, knowing that Nook and Alice had probably already called a cab.

They had a wonderful lunch together, every last one of them forgetting that they were covered from head to toe in icing and sprinkles.

A/N- I hope you enjoyed! Once again, please, please, please, please vote on your favorite name for baby Mills in the review section. Your options are Cecilia Belle, Cecelia Marian, Marian Belle, Belle Marian, or Tiera Rose. Thank you so much for reading. Have a blessed day, loves!