Prompt from Mimozka on tumblr: Oliver has to watch his toddler son/daughter while Felicity is having a spa day/trip with Thea/Sara/Laurel/All. Chaos ensues.

Takes place in the Koala!Verse.

The entrance hall light was the only light on when Felicity got home. It was pretty early - only 6 pm, but it was already dark out and the house was eerily quiet. Gaby didn't go to bed until 7, and when you had a toddler, silence was never a good sign…

Biting her lip, she shrugged out of her jacket, hanging it up in the closet.

"Oliver?" she called, softly. "Gaby? I'm home…"

She walked down the hall and froze at the sight that greeted her when she got to the living room.

The place looked like it had been hit by a tornado. There were toyseverywhere. It looked like Gaby had taken out every single puzzle, set of blocks, and poly pocket she owned and dumped the contents all over the room. There were half full bowls of pasta on the coffee table, as well as several cups of juice, and cheerios were scattered all over the carpet. The television was on, volume muted, with the menu for Curious George Goes Green playing on a loop.

And there, on the sofa, were her husband and daughter, fast asleep. Oliver looked exhausted, lying on his back, mouth open, snoring softly. Gaby was curled up on his chest, face smeared with pasta sauce, a small circle of damp spreading over Oliver's shirt from where she was drooling on him.

Felicity had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. She quickly stacked the few dishes on the small table and took them into the kitchen, which didn't look any better than the rest of the place. She was glad the cleaning lady was coming tomorrow.

Heading back into the living room, she perched on the edge of the coffee table across from Oliver and gently ran her fingers through his hair.

"Hey," she said, voice soft, "Oliver, wake up…"

Oliver stirred, blearily opening one eye and then the other. "Wha-? Oh, Felicity," he took a deep breath, rolling his shoulders and tucking his chin to his chest to look down at their daughter. He lifted a hand, placing it gently on Gaby's back.

"What time is it?" he asked, words slurred.

Felicity kept playing with his hair and he hummed in appreciation. "A little after six," she replied.

"S'early…" Oliver mumbled. "How was the spa?"

Felicity smiled. "It was great. Thea says hi, by the way. Want to tell me what happened here?"

Oliver lifted his head and took a quick glance around the room before dropping it back down with a groan.

"You sure you want to know?"

Felicity quirked an eyebrow.

Oliver sighed. "The day started off well enough. We played a while, had an early lunch, went to the park. Then we got back and Gaby decided she'd see how far she could shove one of those little plastic dog figurines up her nose."

"Oh, no!" Felicity exclaimed softly.

"I swear, I turned around for two seconds and there it was. Completely stuck."

Felicity snorted. She was well aware of their daughter's capacity for getting herself into trouble the moment their backs were turned. She got it from her father, no doubt.

"We spent the next three hours in the emergency room until someone could see us to get it out."

"Why didn't you call me?"

Oliver shook his head. "What would you have been able to do? On a scale of one to life-threatening we were at about a 1.75. You haven't had a day off in forever. I didn't want to take that away from you."

Felicity's eyes softened and she leaned forward, kissing Oliver lightly.

"Anyway," he said, licking his lips as she pulled back, "by the time we got home, Gaby was climbing the walls. Let me tell you, three hours in a waiting room with a two year old is a terrible idea. I gave up after she threw a tantrum about her pasta falling off of her fork, and just put on a movie."

Felicity laughed. "I commend you on lasting as long as you did. I would have given up way before then."

"Bath?"

She shook her head. "Skip it. No reason to wake her up. I'll get her up to bed. Why don't you shower and get changed? The babysitter will be here in an hour, and we've got that drug exchange going on tonight with the Triad."

Oliver nodded. "Yeah, okay. Take her." Felicity lifted Gaby carefully. Her daughter was so out of it, she didn't even bat an eye, just slumped her head down on Felicity's shoulder, snuffling in her sleep. Felicity took a moment to hug her tightly, appreciating the few seconds of being able to hold her without Gaby trying to squirm away. She turned to go when Oliver came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You smell amazing, by the way."

"Probably all those aromatherapy treatments."

Oliver buried his nose in her neck. "I feel like I really missed out, knowing you spent half the day covered in oil… I would have liked to see that."

Felicity shook her head, laughing quietly and pulling away.

"How about you get in the shower and I'll join you after I get Gaby in to bed?"

Oliver sighed, nodding and Felicity made her way to the stairs. "Oh, and Oliver?" she said, turning back towards him.

Oliver tilted his head, smiling, his hair mussed and sticking out in every direction.

"I brought home a bottle of massage oil. You can cover me in oil again later tonight…"

Oliver laughed, and bent over to pick up one of Gaby's puzzles, while Felicity made her way upstairs.