Three's Not A Crowd (Revamp)

Chapter One-Hundred and Nine: [Oliver XXVI]

    Calypso looked really sad, sitting on the bed with Ollie and Macy. Maria sat down at Cassidy's side, tucked close, leaning on her. Cassidy put an arm around her. Spark sat in front of Macy, Bandit at their feet.
    Ollie wiped Calypso's tear, smiling softly. "I highly doubt he hates you, Calypso come on now, who could hate you."
    Calypso sighed heavily, moving to lay next to him and rested on his chest. "You should have seen the way he looked at me." He pouted. Ollie ran his fingers through his hair.
    "Isiah looks too much like a big ol' teddy bear." Macy remarked. Maverick listened, seated beside his grandfather, staring at his bouncing leg. Calypso looked at Macy, still pouting.
    Ollie looked at him. "I'm sure it's fine, Cal."
    Maria looked up at Calypso, blinking, looking back down. Calypso sighed, leaning his head back onto Ollie. She leaned into Spark, poking Calypso's leg. "Don't pout, a birdy will land on your lip and poop." Ollie looked at her and slowly started laughing, covering his mouth. She gasped. "Don't laugh at me!"
    Spark turned their head to stare at her, blinking. "What?"
    "You've never heard that saying?!"
    Ollie snorted, reaching to hold his stomach as he laughed harder. "OW oWoW — qUiT!" Calypso watched Ollie with a grin, starting to laugh too. Maverick looked over at Ollie, eyes softly wide. Ollie leaned his head back, unable to stop laughing.
    "I — No, no I'm from Scotland! We don't say that there!"
    "Yeah, we don't say that." Damian agreed.
    "WWWHHAAAATT!" Macy started laughing.
    Ollie held his hand up. "I cAn'T!"
    Spark stared at her, then their father. Damian only rose his eyebrows. "She's your lass."
    "She's your future daughter-in-law." They bit back, smiling. Macy looked between them, grinning, then Spark looked at her, smiling that wide, dog-toothed grin. Rebecca chuckled softly.
    What Spark didn't expect, was Macy to give them a quick kiss. They squeaked, hands tense and eyes wide. She giggled. "Gotcha!"
    They stared at her, going to do something but stopped and moved away, remembering the two weren't, alone. . .
    Ollie exhaled deeply, grinning as he wiped his eyes. "Wow, that was a good laugh."
    Macy smirked, crossing her eyes. Spark stared back at her, mocking her crossed arms. She raised an eyebrow. "Oh, now you're mocking me, that's quite rude."
    "I got a right too."
    She gasped. "Rude." They grin, ahe giggled, leaning into them again. They wrapped their arms around her, tightening and started obnoxiously kissing around her face.
    Ollie looked down, blinking. Calypso had fallen asleep. He smiled softly, reaching and pulled his blanket up to share with him.
    "GAh!"
    "GoTchA!"
    "NOooOooooO!" She giggled more.
    Damian smiled, looking to Rebecca. "Remember when we were like that?" He whispered.
   Rebecca whispered back, nodding. "Absolutely. . ." Damian smiled, looking back. His hand lowered to, once again, rest on her stomach, almost like an instinct. She rested her head into his shoulder, watching the kiddos, he kissed her cheek.