(A/N)- Baby Mar'iiiiiiiiiiii! 3
Disclaimer: Make her canon you cowards. Or let me do it.
RobStar Week 2015, Day 4 - Nightstar
Robin's knees were beginning to ache from where they pressed to the linoleum floor. He tried shifting his position to be more comfortable, poking tiredly at the six-month-old's mouth with the same spoonful of food he'd been trying to get in her for five minutes now.
Her pudgy face screwed up and she deftly, stubbornly, jerked her head away, turning her nose up at the spoon.
The Boy Wonder stifled his frustration, feeling it bunch up in his aching shoulders. "C'mon, Mar'i... eat your peas," he begged. Without enthusiasm he prodded at her cheek again.
"Nuh!" she yelled. Her tiny hand flailed, slapping the spoon away and knocking it from his hand. It dropped to the floor, clattering and spilling peas, sending them rolling across the floor and under her high chair.
Robin dropped his face into his hand with a tired sigh. He rubbed wearily at the bags under his unmasked eyes. "Star? A little help here, please?" he called.
Popping over from the kitchen at once, his wife was much more cheerful, though no less disheveled-looking in her baggy fleece pajama bottoms and wrinkled blue tank top. She took Robin's place beside their daughter's high chair, letting him stand up and stretch out his limbs.
"Come now, little starshine," she said, smiling. "All baby care books say that peas are the good for you." She retrieved the spoon from the floor and dug it into the pile of peas on Mar'i's plate, scooping up a good spoonful. "See how wonderfully green they are? Do they not look tasty?" she gushed.
Mar'i eyed the spoon distrustfully as Starfire brought it towards her, her pupils beginning to glow.
Starfire's smile faltered briefly, but she poked her daughter's mouth with the spoon nevertheless. "Open your mouth sweetie. Please?"
Mar'i gave another howl of discontent, abruptly shooting off an eyebeam that hit Starfire's hand.
"Ow!" She dropped the spoon, scattering more peas across the kitchen. Angrily, she jabbed a stern pointer finger at the toddler. "No! No! We do not do that to mommy!" she scolded furiously.
The baby's indignation disappeared, replaced by warbling eyes and quivering lips. She looked like she might cry.
Starfire sighed, laying her hands and her head flat on the high chair, her momentary burst of irritation fading. In spite of her best efforts, the early hour and her lack of sleep were wearing on her, she hadn't eaten yet herself, and she felt if she could just get Mar'i fed at least something would have been accomplished.
"There must be a way to make this more palatable for you..." she mumbled. She rolled over the dilemma in her brain.
Her head straightened, lighting up with an idea. She bounced to her feet and headed for the fridge.
"Uh, Star?" said Robin, massaging a crick in his neck as he watched her pull open the door and rummage around inside. "What are you—?"
Starfire emerged with a plate of wobbly green Tamaranian jelly. Very carefully she set it down on the high chair's table, next to the peas. She picked up the spoon yet again, dipped it into the peas, and then stabbed it into the jelly.
"Mar'i! Mar'i, look!" she said, waving the spoon in her daughter's face. "It's Sentaran Bug Jelly!"
Mar'i's eyes widened with excitement. She practically bounced in her chair, her hands curling like she wanted to grab the spoon herself. Robin watched in amazement as Starfire popped the spoon into their daughter's mouth, and Mar'i actually swallowed.
She gurgled happily. "Bah!" she babbled.
"You're amazing," Robin blurted out, looking over every inch of tired, bedraggled Starfire like she was the most beautiful thing in the world.
Starfire beamed. "I 'have my moments', as they say," she dismissed modestly.
She frowned, looking down at the plates.
"But we are going to need a lot more jelly.