Hey! I'm SO sorry it took me so long to update, and this one is short, but hey, it's a new chapter!

One May morning, Mal carried a sleepy-eyed Olivia into the kitchen. He handed her a sippy cup of milk before setting her down. "Alright, Olivia. We're gonna make Mommy that breakfast you wanted to make her for Mother's Day."

"Kay." Olivia watched as her daddy reached for a large bowl. He handed her a spoon, and she drummed it on the bowl. "Bweakfast."

"Yup." Mal lifted her onto the counter so she could reach the bowl. "Do you want to make pancakes?"

Olivia nodded. "Bacon!" She pointed at the refrigerator excitedly. Mal found the pack of bacon and set it on the counter. He measured the ingredients, and Olivia dumped them into the bowl. She stuck her small hand into the mix and licked her finger. "Yum!"

"Shh. You don't wanna wake Mommy up. It's a surprise."

"Shh," Olivia echoed quietly, wrapping her little fingers around the spoon and stirring the batter. Once it was mixed, she licked the spoon and tossed it in the sink. While Mal poured the batter into the skillet, Olivia drew random shapes on a piece of blue paper to make a card.

"Damn it," Mal muttered with a scowl as he burned one of the pancakes.

"Damn," Olivia echoed calmly, adding some final touches to the card she was making.

"Hey, we told you to stop saying that," Mal reprimanded. "You'll get me in trouble."

"Twouble."

"That's right. You don't want Daddy in trouble, do you?"

"Yes."

"You little monster," he retorted, tossing a small amount of flour in her direction. Olivia laughed and dipped her fingers in pancake batter, streaking it across his cheek.

Mal scowled and grabbed a paper towel. "You're a mean little girl." Olivia giggled and watched as he piled the pancakes on a plate. "You're not even helping me cook."

"Help," she offered, putting a strip of bacon in the pan. "There!"

"Close enough. You can help me pour the juice."

Olivia nodded and reached for the plate of pancakes. "Yum."

"Hey, they're for Mommy." Mal put the plate out of Olivia's reach. "We're almost done, then you can steal them when we give them to her."

Olivia scowled for a moment, then shrugged and sipped her milk. By the time the food was finished, Olivia had succeeded in opening her cup and pouring the milk out. "Mess!"

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"Cwean." Olivia smiled as she pointed the the puddle of milk on the counter top.

"Nope. C'mon. Time to take Mommy's breakfast to her." Mal and Olivia made their way down the hall, Olivia taking care to make noise. They slipped into the bedroom, and Mal helped Olivia onto the bed.

"Mommy! Up!" Olivia exclaimed excitedly. "Bweakfast!" She shook Natara's arm. Natara opened her eyes, and Olivia grinned widely.

"Well, you're up early," she commented. "Did you drag Daddy out of bed?"

"Uh huh," Olivia giggled and handed Natara the card she had made. "Pwetty!"

Natara smiled. "Thanks, sweetheart. That's very pretty." Olivia wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed her on the cheek.

"You ever gonna be that nice to me?" Mal asked, sitting on the bed.

Olivia shook her head. "No." She bit back a grin as Mal made a face. She snuggled into Natara and pointed at the plate. "Bacon!" she offered. "Ancakes." She frowned. "Tantakes... ancakes..."

Mal and Natara shared an amused glance at their daughter's mispronounciation. Olivia looked up with a thoughtful expression before she gave up and picked up a piece of bacon.

"Stealin'," she confessed.

"You can steal. I'm sure you helped Daddy make it, or else he would have burned the house down."

"Would not," Mal defended.

"Myself!" Olivia added.

"Oh, so Daddy didn't help? No wonder it's so good," Natara teased. Olivia smirked in Mal's direction.

"Liar." Mal tweaked Olivia's messy hair. She scowled and pawed at his hand.

"I swear, Mal, you're a bigger baby than she is sometimes."

"Am not." He glanced at her, then at Olivia. "By the way, you think we should tell her now?"

Natara nodded. "I guess so." She settled Olivia between them.

"We've got something to tell you, squirt," Mal said.

"What?" Olivia put a piece of "tantake" in her mouth.

"Olivia, you're gonna be a big sister."