Wrestling Grandpa
Crowley frowned. "We… aren't letting the old man with a bad back and hearing loss wrestle, are we? Because while I'll admit it would be funny…"
"Oh my no!" Aziraphale exclaimed, horrified by the thought. "He might end up here with us far too soon if he does that." He shook his head. "No, I think he will just spend a nice relaxing day with his grandson, telling him stories.
"Though I do admit seeing two old men hurt themselves more than each other is pretty amusing…" Crowley turned to see Cassie walk in. "How goes the intervention?"
"Pretty good," she said. "We have him actually willing to talk with us so-"
~MC~MC~MC~
Dil let out a cry of alarm as, while his brother was distracted by their grandpa, all their toys suddenly rose up and surrounded him.
"Someone is a naughty baby, throwing us around!" a teddy bear declared. Dil shook his head. He wasn't naughty! He was a good baby! Or, well, he was trying to be a good baby…
"What is your name?" one of the superhero toys asked.
Dil opened his mouth.
"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!"
The baby leaned back in surprise only for another dolly to suddenly lift him up into the air before sending him crashing back to the ground. He let out a cry, his head aching from the fall.
"And would ya look at that, folks!" a Mr. Potato Head declared. "Super Mike just got Bad Baby in his patented Dirty Diaper Slam!"
Dil let out a squawk, rolling onto his belly. He had just begun to learn how to move and thus he tried to crawl away only for the toys to drag him back. Dil reached out for the play pen's edge by was yanked away from it.
"They aren't gonna let him go!" Dil watched as the teddy bear began to run back and forth across the playpen before dropping his arm onto his tummy, making the baby cough.
"THE BABIES' ELBOW!"
The baby screamed but everyone was used to his crying and assumed he wanted attention. Looking up Dil tilted his head, confused and a bit dizzy from the moves, and watched as Goober climbed onto the top of the playpen before doing a Teddy Bear Splash right on him.
As the toys celebrated Dil once more rolled onto his belly, beginning to crawl away… right before Goober jumped on top of him.
"Lord all mighty he broken'em in half!" Potato head yelled. "AND NOW MOOMOO HAS A CHAIR!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
~MC~MC~MC~
"Damn it Chaos!" Cassie screamed, hurrying back into the intervention room as Reptar put Dil in the Sharpshooter.
"HE DESERVES IT!"
"Well…" Aziraphale said, tilting his head, "I guess we'll be doing this for a while."
~MC~MC~MC~
Dil suddenly blinked as the toys stopped attacking him, falling back to the ground.
"Hey Dilly!" Tommy said happily. "How are-"
Dil screamed when he saw Tommy carrying a Reptar doll, shielding his face.