Fugitive Tommy
"McNulty," Lou said as he sat down at the chess table.
"Pickles."
"I thought you were bringin' your Rugrats with ya," Lou said.
"They're playing over there," Conan said, gesturing in a general direction of the park. "Now are we gonna have our match or not"?
Lou though was shocked. "I get your eldest but your youngest… he's younger than even Tommy!" Lou looked down at the baby in question. "That isn't right at all!" Lou pulled out a sippy cup for Tommy, as the baby had recently begun to fuss when he was given a bottle, wanting to be like Chuckie and drink out of a big boy glass, and made sure he was settled with a few toys before looking at McNulty. "He could get hurt!"
"Oh, stop worrying so much! They're babies! Not like there is some evil force plotting against them."
~MC~MC~MC~
"Hmmm?" the creator said, suddenly look up before getting back to scripting out how he was going to force Dil to be a good baby… through suffering.
~MC~MC~MC ~
"Still, I don't- Hey!" Lou cried out when another baby, this one with dark yellow hair, suddenly grabbed Tommy's sippy cup and drank from it before tossing it at Tommy's head, causing the little boy to cry out in pain and shock, milk dribbling down his shirt leaving him soaking wet. Tommy's lip quivered and he began to cry, rubbing his head. "What do ya…" Lou said, snatching up Tommy and cuddling him close, glaring at the other baby.
Realizing he was in trouble the brat tried to run…
"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Timmy McNulty cried out, leading his brothers to their grandpa. "That baby stole our ball and ruined it!" He held up the deflated ball, his brothers all sniffing and crying.
McNulty glowered as he and Lou got the kids away from the brat. "Whose kid is this!?" Lou shouted, his voice carrying over the entire part.
It took a few minutes to get it all sorted out but the baby's mother finally came over and apologized for all the destruction her child had caused. It seemed that Gabriel hadn't just gone after Tommy's sippy cup or the McNulty's ball but all sorts of things in the part; there were a lot of parents with destroyed toys. Said mother ended up shelling out a bunch of money to pay for the damages.
Tommy, for his part, was a bit disappointed that they had to go back home so soon, as he had wanted to have fun, but his grandpa made it up to him by playing with him at the house…
"Now Tommy, are ya ready?" Lou said. Tommy nodded and Lou smiled before he activated the portal, light bursting form it as out stepped…
"I am Cthulhu of the- oh… Lou P-Pickles."
"Give my grandson a piggy back ride!" Lou demanded. "He had a rough day!"
"Yes sir," the Old One whimpered, Tommy giggling as Mr. Squishy Beard picked him up.