A/N: Anonymous asked:Prompt: Baby's 1st Christmas? :)

The cries of his infant daughter woke him at four in the morning. He turned over to find Belle still asleep, her torso rising and falling with the rhythmic breathing of sleep. He refrained from waking her, she needed rest and he wanted to spend time with his daughter on Christmas morning.

He walked down the hallway to his daughter's room. He nudged the door open, and her wails increased in frequency or had they gotten louder?

"Shhh, little Anna. You'll wake mommy, and we can't have her see that you opened one present early can we?"

He picked up his daughter, cradling her in his arms. Her crying stopped immediately and she blinked her big, blue eyes at him. She mouthed her tiny fist, then smiled at him, cooing softly.

"You are very much a daddy's girl, aren't you? My little Anna." He kissed her forehead and began his trek downstairs.

With Anna still in his arms, he bent down to pick up a wrapped toy from under the Christmas tree. He placed it on the couch before him, and sat down with the baby.

"Let's see what mommy bought you, hmm?" He sat her up in his lap while he unwrapped the present to reveal a small cause and effect toy that lit up and made singing noises with the press of a button. Ah, that would drive him crazy for a while.

"Mommy certainly knows which toys to buy, doesn't she?" He chuckled when Anna's hand pressed the button and she squealed with delight when the toy emitted lights and sounds.

Rumple had forgotten it was still early in the morning. He also didn't notice Belle standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"I see someone woke up early on Christmas day."

Rumple turned around to see Belle in her silk nightgown, radiating the same beauty she always had since the first day of their deal so long ago. In other words, she still took his breath away. She sat down next to them, and kissed him on the lips.

"Anna was ready to get up and go, so I indulged her."

Belle grinned. "You're spoiling her already, Rumple."

"Well, I did tell you that I wouldn't keep myself from spoiling a daughter if we had one. And now I have two girls to spoil."

Belle shook her head and giggled. She planted another kiss on his lips. "Good, then you can handle her when she's sixteen years old."

"Deal."

"Back to your old ways, I see." She looked over at the Christmas tree. "We might as well exchange more presents, what do you say?"

"I very much agree, my love."