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baby food disasters . . . sirius black.

— summary: since he was having such a hard time doing so normally without getting it on himself, sirius just decided to try your babies food himself right in front of her — soon wishing that he had gone on any different route.

— word count: 439. 

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"she's not gonna eat it, just give it up honey," you sighed as your hand fell to his clothed shoulder, sympathetically looking down at the rest of him— covered in different splatters of colors.

it was all baby food, mashed bananas, mangos, oranges, strawberries, apples, avocados, sweet potatoes— nearly half of the store since sirius was adamant of giving your daughter an extremely wide array to choose from so that you could figure out her favorites early on.

but astrid, she was adamant on not trying any of it— the black of his shirt being almost unrecognizable because of her stubbornness. flicking, throwing, excitedly pushing the glass container away from her like a game to land on him. even once smushing the spoon his face followed by an all too happy giggle.

it was honestly hilarious but it got pretty sad after a while of watching a grown man struggle against a baby.

so, instead of letting the scene continue going on, you just came in to end it— reaching out your arms to the little girl to take her out of the high chair, hers doing the same. but, the link soon got swatted away by her determined father.

"no, no, no. see me and astrid, we're the same person— she's just the girl version of me," he insisted, not exactly lying since she acted almost exactly like him even at six months old.

"that being said, i'll try it in front of her so then she'll know it's good— i'm a brave person but not an idiot who'll just do something blindly."

you gave him a straight smile and a nod of head, he was an idiot who did things blindly, and still is in his adulthood and, you were completely unconvinced that his methods would work out— it was baby food.

nonetheless, he took the small spoon, scooping up an unnecessary amount of the apple and kale flavor and airplaned it into his mouth the same way he would to the little girl now watching in amusement— thinking that his plan had gone right at the sound of excited babbles.

thinking being the keyword because soon enough, his eyes were scrunching and so did his mouth at the unsavory mush inside— swallowing it down to follow through but getting caught into a coughing fit right after, your hand quickly going to his back to pat it.

"yeah, that shits disgusting, she's right," he admitted without thought, wiping his mouth and scowling at the glass container.

"sirius you can't say that in front of her she'll never eat it now!"

"godric, i don't i want her to—"