Hi, everyone. New chapter! I originally planned to write this for another fandom, Law and Order SVU. I also named Olivia in this story from one of the characters in that show. I'm obsessed. LOL. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Cause of Death, while the best ipod game known, does not belong to me. However, I do own Olivia.

When she was ten months old, Olivia babbled constantly and they both knew she would start talking at any moment. One Wednesday evening, Mal and Natara sat on the couch. Olivia was playing in the floor, and they were wrapped in an argument.

"Come on, admit it!"

"No, Mal! I'm gonna be right!" Natara said firmly as she watched Olivia crawl over to her stuffed rabbit, babbling a string of baby talk. "Her first word is going to be Mommy."

"Will not. It's gonna be Daddy. I'm special!"

"Yeah, right." Natara picked Olivia up and held her in her lap. "Say Mommy," she urged. Olivia grinned and cooed at her.

"Ga..." She grabbed Natara's shoulder and giggled.

"Don't listen to her. If you say Daddy, I'll get you some candy."

Olivia simply continued to babble as she reached for her rattle and gave it a long shake. The sound delighted her, and she giggled at the annoyed look on Mal's face. Natara smirked. "I'll buy you a new stuffed animal if you say Mommy," she begged. "Please?"

The infant wiggled out of her arms, and Natara allowed her to crawl off of her lap and onto the couch cushion.

"Ignore her, Olivia. Listen to me. I'm more awesome."

"No, Olivia. Don't pay any attention to him. Mommy."

"No. Daddy," he argued.

"Mommy!" Natara snapped. Olivia laughed at the banter and played with her rattle.

"Okay, that's really annoying," Mal complained. "I hate that rattle."

"Which is why she likes it so much!" She smiled. "Keep shaking it, Olivia. It'll make Daddy mad!" The little girl shook the rattle wildly. After several seconds, she lost interest and dropped the toy before rolling onto her back, looking up at them with a mischievous smile.

"So what's it gonna be?" Mal demanded. Olivia grabbed her fuzzy stuffed rabbit and started chewing on its ear. "I'm starting to think it's gonna be rabbit. She's chewed that thing to death."

"Yeah. What did the rabbit ever do to you?"

The baby chewed the fluffy ear several more times before she dropped it and sat upright. She sat upright, and a strand of hair fell into her face. She glared, clenching her jaw and wrinkling her nose. Natara chuckled. "She looks like you when she gets mad."

"She looks constipated to me. I don't do that weird thing with my nose when I get mad."

"You do it when it's your turn to do diaper duty."

"Hey, her diapers don't exactly smell like an angel's butt. And she always decides to make a smelly one when it's my turn."

"She likes to aggravate you, because she knows you let her get away with it. And she does that to me, too. She knows we both have a soft spot just for her." Natara watched as Olivia made a strange sound, hugging her rabbit again.

"We aren't making much progress on this whole talking thing. But I'm still right," Mal piped. Natara grabbed the pillow and smacked him with it. "Meanie."

"Stop arguing with me, Mal! I'm always right!" Natara scolded as Olivia grabbed Mal's knee and smiled slyly.

"She's on my side!" he exclaimed. But the infant also grabbed Natara's wrist. "Or I thought she was…"

"No, she's on my side."

"Olivia, you have to say Daddy, or else I have to lose a bet."

Natara looked at up. "What bet?"

"I have a bet going on with Ken…"

"Ken," Olivia echoed calmly, stroking her rabbit thoughtfully. Mal and Natara stared at their daughter in disbelief.

"What did you just say?" Mal asked.

"Ken," Olivia repeated, drumming her chubby little hands on her knees.

Natara sighed. "Well, I guess she proved both of us wrong."

"Maybe. But tomorrow, I'll make sure that she drives Ken insane."

"Don't you do that all the time?"

"I've made her be mean to Kai all week. It's Ken's turn."

"We'll just have to get used to it. Babies say their first word constantly."

Olivia looked up. "Ken."

I hate how short it is, but this is my second favorite I've done, with the first being the one I posted before this one.

To the readers of Bullet, I will update eventually. I just have writer's block for it.