Uniquely Ever After - Larry Stylinson AU Kitten!Harry (MPREG) {Book4}

Chapter 1

[A/N]: I'm back from vacation and ready to party! Aww yeah!  This chapter is dedicated to TWO people, my Uma Cauda Finna's because they talked me into writing a fourth... cause I was actually planning on just writing three books. This'll probably take place like... three months later.

[Louis' P.O.V] 

I could hear a baby gurgling as I walked through the front door of Harry and I's flat, quite tired and smelling of dog, but I immediately knew it wasn't my baby. However, there was instantly a warm body colliding with mine, lips against my own, and arms wrapped tightly around me as a deep voice purred, "Hi." 

"Hello, Mr. Tomlinson," I chuckled, hugging back the Kitten boy I knew had thrown himself at me. We'd been married for three months and I still got chills at calling the younger boy by my last name... the last name that was now his last name.

"Missed you today," Harry told me softly, nuzzling his taller form under my neck. 

My hands came up to stroke his hair away from his kitten ears, "I missed you, too... how's our Feenna?" 

"Was good," Harry giggled. "Always such a good baby... sleeping, now."

"You still look so tired, though!" I frowned. "Kitten, you have bags under your eyes." 

"Bags?" Harry confusedly reached up to touch his face. 

"Not real bags," I explained. "I just mean you look very tired... I heard a baby when I walked in, Baxter must be awake, hmm?"

"In the kitchen," he agreed. "My Louis you look tired, too. You should sleep!" 

"You're the one that has been on Feenna duty since I left!" I grabbed his hand to pull him into the kitchen with me. 

As I led him into the kitchen, Niall was sitting at the table, bouncing baby Baxter on his knee to make the chubby little guy shriek and giggle, both of their pale colored tails wagging rapidly. Liam was chuckling at them, washing a few dishes at the sink. However, Niall glanced up at me, cooing, "Oh hi uncle Louis!" 

"Hi, Niall," I laughed. "Beebee Baxter!" 

"Hiya, Lou," Liam turned around from his dishes. "How was work?" 

"Smells like dogs, but that is okay," Harry giggled.

"It was good," I chuckled, kissing Harry's cheek. "I missed my Kitten and my Feenna, though." 

"Dey!" Baxter shrieked, which was his nine month old way of saying Daddy. 

Niall laughed, "Hi, Bax!" 

"Fionna does not say things yet," Harry pursed his lips. "Tried to make her say Daddy... for Louis! But she just laughs." 

"She'll talk eventually," Liam wiped his hands on a dish towel. "Baxter knows three words total... and he's also almost three months older than Fionna. He can say Daddy, Papa, and Dog." 

"I know," Harry nodded. "He called me dog once... or gog, actually." 

"He's easily confused," Niall chuckled. 

"Well according to Kepa, he's got your DNA," I pointed out.

Niall gave me a look of offense, but from Harry's hip there came a whine of irritation. I grinned largely, looking to find the baby monitor attached to Harry's waistband, "Is that my beebee Fee?" 

"Awake!" Harry grinned. 

"I've got her!" I crowed, bounding down the hall to Fionna's room. As I neared the door, she began wailing from inside the room, and I hurried into the room to approach the crib. "You poor little baby, why are you crying?"