Tangled Web (Catfish Sequel) {M.C}

Chapter One

A/N: Okay here goes nothing. A little bit of sappiness, to get all those Clifford feels going. I hope you enjoy the sequel! Please comment and vote! :)

Ivy swayed from side to side holding Olivia in her arms as they listened to 'I Can't Remember' by 5 Seconds Of Summer.

"Trust you to only be soothed by your fathers and your uncles music." She muttered to her now 7 month old daughter.

"Last night, what a blur, woke up lying next to her, last night, made a mess, doesn't get better than this, phone rings from the bar-" She sang quietly along.

"25 TEXTS AND A CALL FROM MOM" Michael basically shouted as he came bundling into the nursery, causing Ivy to jump, and Olivia to giggle.

"Jeeze Michael, how long have you been home? You scared me." She asked.

"Yeah your face pretty much said that. And not long, but I heard you up here and I couldn't resist singing my favourite part. I basically ran up the stairs just to make it in time. I'm surprised you didn't hear me."

"You are such an idiot." She laughed.

"Yeah but I'm your idiot."

She closed the gap between them, and gave him a quick kiss before telling him that Olivia needed feeding.

Still singing I Can't Remember even though Ivy had stopped the music, Michael carried Olivia down the stairs and put her into her high chair before making her some toast and placing it in front of her.

"Will she need a bottle as well as this toast?" Michael asked Ivy.

"Yeah but only about half the amount because the toast will probably fill her up." She responded.

"Baby led weaning is confusing." He told her. "Where's the leaflet the health visitor gave us? I think I need to read it again."

"In Olivia's cupboard in the kitchen."

Michael went through to the kitchen, and after some banging about, returned with the leaflet in his hand. Ivy turned on the TV to see what was on whilst Michael flicked through the leaflet.

"Yeah, I still don't understand it. My baby seems too little to eat solids." He whined.

"Our baby is plenty old enough. She loves her food, like her dad." She laughed. "Plus, its only some toast and some soft chicken and vegetables to start with, and we were supposed to start at 6 months but because you were a pansy and wouldn't let me give her anything then, we are doing it now."

"Fine, mumma knows best." He rolled his eyes as he spoke, hoping that Ivy didn't see.

She playfully smacked him on the arm in response before leaning her head onto his shoulder.

"So anyway, Nova was asking yesterday when we are setting a date for our wedding." Ivy hinted.

Other than Olivia, the wedding was her favourite thing to talk about.

"After the tour, we will sort it all out. We can't raise a baby, do a headline tour and plan a wedding at the same time. It's going to be so much easier after the tour. Its only 5 months. You can wait a little longer right?" He laughed.

"Maybe, but you at least have to talk plans with me." She argued.

"Fiiiine." He replied, rolling his eyes yet again.

The wedding was his least favourite thing to talk about. As much as he wanted Ivy to be happy, he didn't care how they were married, as long as he got to spend forever with her.

"Okay, so what should be the theme?" She asked, pulling out her phone and loading pinterest.

She already had some ideas that she had gone through thousands of times with Nova, since pretty much the day Michael had proposed.

"Superheroes." Michael replied almost instantly.

Out of all the ideas she had looked at, she had definitely not even thought of superheroes. She had lots of different colour schemes (which may or may not have been based on all of Michaels hair colours) but never superheroes. Although she kind of liked it. It was fitting for them.

"That could work you know." She laughed.

"Are you serious? I never thought you'd go for that. Does this mean I get to get my old Mike-ro-wave outift out again?" He joked.

"Oh god no, that thing needs to never resurface."

"You love it really."

"Nope, not in the slightest." Ivy lied.

"You know that you like it."

"Ayyy I see what you did there. You're still not wearing it though." She laughed while scrolling through the search results for superhero themed weddings. "Wow, this is perfect."

She showed the screen to Michael to reveal a picture of a group of groomsmen all wearing suits but holding their shirts open to reveal superhero tshirts underneath.

"Yes, all the yes." Michael exclaimed, getting more excited than he'd ever been about the wedding.

He jumped off of the sofa to get his phone from the windowsill where he'd left it when he'd put Olivia into her highchair, only to end up getting her last piece of toast launched at him.

"Wow, you have your mothers charm." He told her softly, looking over to see Ivy in fits of giggles on the sofa.

"That's my girl." She managed before she started laughing again as Michael got her out of her high chair and started swinging her around lightly, and fake telling her off.

"Open wide Liv, daddy wants to see if you've got anymore teethies." He said, trying to get her to open her mouth.

She was teething again at the minute, and had spurts of being grizzly, which of course she was fine when she was with her daddy, or listening to daddy's band. Michael placed her onto the floor, where she stayed sitting and played with a few of the toys that she could reach without moving.

"How did we make something so cute?" Michael asked.

"I don't know, but she definitely gets it from you." Ivy told him.

"Nah, she's the perfect mix of both of us." He smiled, before grabbing his phone again and scrolling through his contacts.

He stopped on Calum's name and pressed the call button before walking off into the kitchen to explain the new idea for the wedding.