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Lavender's nail polish is splattered on the ground, covering her once perfect carpet. It's a mess.
Taking a deep breath, Lavender turns away from the mess and calls, "Parvati! We've got a problem!"
Within moments, Parvati is by Lavender's side and is taking in the damage. Within the mess, their daughter is sitting there, looking overjoyed about the pink polish covering her brown skin.
"Someone's been naughty," Lavender says, sticking a hand on her hip.
"Ria," Parvati says slowly, sounding tired. Their daughter is only just over a year old, but she's been exhausting for the entire time they've had her.
Ria claps her hands together, spraying pink.
"Pretty!" she shrieks, letting out a little laugh.
"She wanted to be like her mummy," Parvati says, smiling at Ria and poking Lavender in the cheek. Lavender grins.
"I hope you're talking about yourself. I would never use that shade of pink on my nails," she says. She walks forward and scoops their daughter up in her arms while Parvati lets out a sigh. Ria laughs again, touching Lavender's shoulders and getting nail polish onto her shit. No bother; Lavender will clean it off with a quick spell later. She's become accustomed to having to clean messes off of her shirts. It's almost second nature by now.
Lavender extends Ria, offering her to Parvati. Parvati backs up quickly, scrunching her nose at their messy daughter.
"No," she says sharply and Lavender laughs at her wife's neatness; she never got used to the mess that comes with a baby. Lavender doesn't think Parvati ever will, but Parvati insists that she'll be fine eventually.
"Well, she needs a bath," Lavender says, grinning.
"I nominate you to give her one," Parvati tells her, "as it's your nail polish she got into."
Lavender winks and leans over to give Parvati a kiss on the lips. When Lavender pulls away, Ria's pink hands are on Parvati's shirt.
Ria laughs along with them.