"Agatha Harkness, get your coward ass up here this instant or I swear I'm gonna burn you at the stake myself!" You yelled.
"Then go ahead, because I'm not doing it!" Your girlfriend yelled back from the basement.
You groaned as you turned to the baby who was looking at you. It was Agatha's turn to change her, but of course she ran away and locked herself in the basement. It was childish, to be honest, but you have been taking care of the little devil almost by yourself! Well, she wouldn't get away this time.
You carefully took the baby, who giggled and rested her head on your shoulder, and quickly went downstairs to the basement's door.
"I understand you being afraid of hurting her" you said, kicking the door "I can accept you not wanting to carry her" you kicked the door again "I can accept you not wanting to feed her!" another kick "But you're not getting away from this!"
You kicked the door one last time, making it fall to the floor. Agatha blinked and stepped back when you growled. The baby laughed again and you walked to the other woman, cornering her and not letting her run away.
"Love-" she started but you weren't having it.
"Take her" you said and she gulped. "Take her, Harkness" you growled.
The witch sighed and reached for the baby, who babbled and looked between you two before throwing herself into Agatha's arms.
"I don't know how to do it, Y/N" she said
"I'll help, but the next time you run like that, I'm gonna kill you myself" you frowned.
She sighed but nodded, following you upstairs.
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It was worth it. It was totally worth it.
You laughed as you watched Agatha fighting the baby, who kept trying to escape. Due to your little fight with your girlfriend, the baby was dirty for a long time and you decided that giving her a bath was the best option. She needed it anyway.
The girl had grown rapidly in recent weeks, going from being a newborn to looking like a 6-month-old baby, allowing her to battle the woman trying to bathe her.
"Be still, little demon" Agatha growled, but the baby just giggled and splashed her. "I'm this close to commit an infanticide"
You laughed again as she tried to keep the baby still so she could wash her hair. It didn't work. The baby just moved and patted the witch's cheek, babbling and trying to get on her feet.
"awww, she wants to stand! This is an important moment in every mother's life, little bird" you teased and Agatha gave you a death glare.
"Doesn't she know that we witches eat naughty children?" She groaned "I don't have enough hands for this shit"
You laughed louder before you finally took pity on her and kneeled by her side.
"Let me help you, birdie" you said
"Took you sometime, love" she rolled her eyes.
Half an hour later, you two ended pretty wet but the baby was dry, clean and happy. Good for her. You left her on the bed while you two changed your clothes, but the little devil was curious and naughty and almost fell over the edge of the bed. Fortunately, Agatha managed to jump and grab her leg, avoiding the accident.
"Are you sure you don't want baby soup?" she asked as she put the baby back in the center of the bed.
You turned around to see a cute image. Agatha was sitting in the corner, in just her underwear, not having had time to put something on before jumping to the girl's rescue, and the baby quickly settled into her lap. You chuckled.
