The Hedgehog and The Frog

The hedgehog and The Frog (part 1 of 2)

First short story in this book :) Enjoy

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"Ethaaan!"

"You can't catch me."

Little baby giggles filled Louis and Harry's large home. Their 5 year old son was being the little ball of fur he always was, refusing to go to bed at said time. It was already past his bed time, but if Louis and Harry didn't catch up with him shortly, he would not be in bed anytime soon. He'd probably be playing with his Legos, which he always left around for Louis and Harry to step on barefoot. They really shouldn't have bought those for him, Bruised feet weren't very pretty.

"He went upstairs. Go get him." Harry took one step away from the staircase where little Ethan had gone up. He remembered what happened last time he tried to forcefully put him to bed. He's sure he lost a couple strands of hair.

Don't get him wrong, he loved his son, but sometimes he could be a little vicious or very vicious. He ran his hand through his hair remembering the incident.

"Why me? You're his dad!" Louis paused and also took a step away from the stairs, plus another one. "And i have way less locks than you. Losing a couple strands won't kill your hair game. As for me, i shall treasure every strand of hair on my head."

"You're his Dad too!"

"Hey.. i'm his papa, there's a difference." Louis blinked at Harry. There was absolutely no difference. They were both acting like children.

"Fuck you... so so so so much." Harry said, and questioned himself. Why did he marry this amazingly horrible man?

"Maybe later when we get that kid to sleep." Louis put his hands on the back of his head, bit his lip, and thrusted his hips towards Harry.

"By we you mean me right?" He ignored the sexual gesture and focused on what was really important here. Keeping his hairs on his head where they belonged.

Louis let his hand fall to his sides and let out a low scratchy noise that sounded like a bear coming out of hibernation. "Damn you and your stupid guilt tripping." Louis walked over to his tall husband and clutched his hand as they both emerged up the stairs together, not ready for what their demon child had to offer.

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"I think he's in the bathroom." Louis whispered. No one ever closed the bathroom door unless there was someone inside.

"Play along with me, alright?" Harry whispered back and Louis nodded. "Oh man! Where could he be." Harry said louder than necessary, leaning towards the bathroom door to make sure Ethan heard. He heard a small babyish and muffled giggle through the door. Louis and Harry both looked at eachother and said 'aw' without actually saying the word. They loved to hear his cute little laugh as much as they loved to hear each others'. Harry then motioned for Louis to continue the conversion.

"Oh... uh... Yeah... I sure as hell hope he's not in the bathroom. That's where..Uh.. that's where i keep my boogie man." Harry glared at Louis for saying 'Hell' and also for mentioning the boogie man, which he new little Ethan was terrified of. It wasn't long before they heard a girly scream and the bathroom door opened so quickly they felt a gust of wind run through their hair, surprisingly not blowing it off their heads.

"Buh.. buh ..buh BOOGIE MAN!" Ethan ran into his Daddy's arms, Or legs because that was as far as he could reach. "Papa has Boogie man." Ethan sobbed into Harry's legs almost not even definable.

Harry glared at Louis who had a look of guilt on his face. He mumbled 'Dumbass' which Louis responded to with 'i'm sorry'. Soon he was crouching and comforting his son, telling him papa was only joking. Louis joined in a little while after, and with both of their work they got little Ethan into his room and tucked into his bunk bed, under his spiderman blanket.

They were thinking about adopting a little girl from the orphanage. The bottom bed would be hers, and it already had covers with barbie and flowers all over it. Sometimes they'd find Ethan cuddled into those sheets instead of his spiderman ones. He insisted it was because he liked it better. They didn't really mind the act. They found it quite adorable, and wouldn't hesitate to pull up the pictures on their phones and show them off.

"It's bed time sweetheart." Louis brushed the curly hair away from Ethan's forehead, and looked into his small earthy eyes, no signs of sleep in them. He prayed they wouldn't go back to earlier and he would just cooperate. He was eager to get to bed. For personal reasons.

"M' not tired." Ethan huffed.

"C'mon now... What's it gonna take? No broccoli? No spinnach? Tell me." Ethan didn't get to answer before harry interrupted.

"You do realize that im right here listening to your anti-veggie talk. So not happening"

"Shut it Tomlinson." Louis smiled at the use of his last name referring to his hazza.

"I want..."

"No pony, no racecar, no dinasour, no life size robot, no-"

"Daddy!" Harry stopped and starred at his son."me finish please. Not nice to winterrupt. Me want just bedtime stowy. One wiff a happy ending."

"Oh.. I can give you a bedtime story." Louis said confidently, and then cleared his throat. "Once upon a time There was this girl, real pretty girl, was cruising down the street minding her own bussiness when another girl just came up and randomly slapped her and was all like 'gurl you steal my man'." Louis began to wave his finger in the air and speaking in a guetto tone surprising both Ethan and Harry. "And then she was all 'nuh uh huney i dunno wut you talkin bout' and she grabbed her-"

"Enough!" Harry stopped louis before he can go on any further with the violent story. "Maybe you should lay off the tv a while before you-"

"Maybe if you lay off my mans di..." Louis looked at his finger which was waving in the air seconds ago and put it down by his side. Maybe he should lay off the tv. "Di..dishwasher!" He finished nervously looking over at a confused Ethan.

"I'll tell the story, yeah?"

"Whatever." Louis crossed his arms on his chest and gave harry his bitch face. "As if your story will be better than mine." louis rolled his eyes.

Harry ignored louis' sassy attitude and started with his story. Louis lay on the bottom bed with his head on a pillow and Ethan lay on the bed above him, head propped between arms, ears and eyes as ready as can be.

Harry sat himself in the bean bag in the corner, and with the air clear of voices and all eyes on him. He began his story.

"Once upon a time there was a Hedgehog and a frog..."

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Hope you liked this part ;)