Little Wonder (Phan)

Chapter Twenty-Seven.

Throwing a grape at Phil's head, I finally seemed to grab his attention, beaming innocently at him once he looked up at me, a small huff leaving him. Tossing a grape at me himself, missing by a longshot I might add, he rose a brow in question. Now was my time to speak. "As you know, it /is/ November, so I think it's time we do something special." When I still hadn't gotten the response I was looking for, only receiving a confused expression, I groaned and picked up Winnie, who had ran to my side just as we had practiced. "Remember? The month we got our little wonder?" Those ocean eyes never lit up quicker, mostly with guilt though.

"/Right/!" He grinned as he took Winnie from my arms, cuddling her close, and kissing the top of her head, earning some well deserved giggles from her. "Our little wonder is not someone to be forgotten easily." He bounced Winnie up and down on his knee, and she clapped happily as he looked towards me. "And you are right, we need to do /something/."

"I'm glad you said that, Philip!" That's when Winnie stopped his bouncing and looked him straight in the eyes, holding onto his face with her tiny hands. "I was thinking we take Winnie to America!" Her eyes sparkled up towards Phil, those puppy dog eyes we'd been practising for a while now, just to make sure that Phil wouldn't be able to say no. "Oh, /pleeease/, Phil?" I knew he was growing weaker, looking towards my puppy eyes, to Winnie's, eventually just letting out a defeated sigh and nodding. Winnie let out a squeal and pecked his cheek happily.

Standing up, I collected our plates, we'd have to start packing shortly. If we were really going to do this, Phil would love to leave as soon as possible. "So I'm guessing I'm getting the tickets?" Grinning at him, he let out a small sigh, but he smiled back at me. "Fine. At least pack up Winnie's bag, okay? And at least make sure it's organized, I've seen your bags before, Daniel. They're a mess." Scoffing at his words, I let him peck my cheek before he went to the computer room upstairs, our usual gaming room. "Remember, outfits need to match!"

"And when do /my/ or /your/ outfits not match?" I heard him snicker before vanishing altogether. After cleaning up our food, I took Winnie's tiny hand in my own, and let her drag me to her room. She was beyond excited, and so was I, but probably for different reasons. Last time I was in America was for TATINOF and a few Vidcons or whatnot, never for myself, or for our family. And this would be Winnie's first time in America, so she had a bigger reason. "You excited, little cub?" She nodded her head quickly, pulling me towards her room to pack.

Getting down on her knees in a flurry of excitement, she went to her closet first, throwing things out in a giant messy heap, causing my tiny bit of OCD to act up, but I took a deep breath, I could always clean it up when she was watching TV later. "I want this, and this, and this!" She was shoving things into my arms, having pulled me down onto my own knees, and was beaming at me. "Papa! Look! I haven't seen this in weeks!" She had pulled out a very pretty dress that me and Phil had bought for her months ago, but I didn't know if she'd be able to wear it in America. It was usually colder in America than it was in the United Kingdom.

"Maybe, little one." I patted her head before picking out a few clothes myself, she was usually smart with her clothes choice, but sometimes I had to be reminded she was only 4 years old. "How about you go play with daddy for a bit, okay?" I scooted her out of her room to go and bug Phil a bit, it's not that she was actually /bugging/ me, it's just that I wanted the chance to pick out some of her clothes myself. I had to admit, her clothes were a mix of me and Phil's clothing choices, besides a few that were of her own style. "Okay, she'll like black clothing, and a few sweaters, but then I'll have to counteract that with shorts. Okay." I picked out a few more clothes, including PJs and bringing out one of her bags to pack them into. I would have to pack her essentials as well, toothbrush, and things like that. But I knew I'd have time to do that later, hopefully. Getting up off the ground, I went upstairs to join the rest of my family, Winnie hanging off of Phil's arm that was outstretched, and Phil looking at the computer like nothing was even happening. "Good tickets, I hope." He was shook from his thoughts and looked back at me with a smile, his ocean eyes twinkling when he saw me.