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"Peter, I'm heading to work! Have fun with the baby!" Felix called as he closed the door of the apartment behind him.

"Yeah. Fun," Peter sighed as he watched baby Willow chew on her stuffed animal while she stared at her father with wide blue eyes. "Guess it's just you and I, kid."

The baby gurgled delightedly and bounced. Spit dribbled down her chin and she reached out for Peter.

"Gross," Peter cringed and Willow gurgled more happily. "What am I going to do with you?"

*~*~*~*

It was quite some hours later when Peter finally got Willow to sit still.

He sat her down on the carpet and sat criss-cross on the floor in front of her.

She smiled at him and clapped her hands together.

"Hey, wanna play a game?" Peter asked the baby, who clapped even more. "Then let's play."

Peter remember how Felix had told him that babies need to learn how to speak at an early age. Peter thought it was a completely useless theory but then saw Felix attempting to get Willow to say "dada" by speaking it over and over at her.

And now, Peter was tempted to try this strategy out himself.

"Okay, kiddo, I want you to repeat after me," Peter said. "Say 'dada.' "

Willow laughed and drooled. She bounced in place then slowly fell over on her side.

And then laid completely still.

"No, that's not right," Peter grumbled, setting Willow back up. "Try again, kid. Say 'dada.' "

Once again, Willow laughed and fell over.

"Willow. Sweetie. No," Peter said as he sat his child up. "Just say the damn word, kid."

"D-da..." Willow gurgled and Peter leaned close.

Then she fell over once more.

Peter just stared at his baby, confused what joy Felix saw in children. He sighed and laid down on the ground as well, staring into the bright blue eyes of his daughter, remembering coming home from the hospital with her wrapped up in his arms.

He smiled at the memory and the two laid silently on the floor until Felix came back home from work later that night.

"Peter? I'm home!" Felix called as he walked into the apartment. "Peter?"

Felix walked around the couch to see Peter laying asleep on the floor with Willow cuddled on his chest as the baby slept too.

"Interesting tactic..." He laughed to himself.

Felix smiled at the two and took his phone out of his pocket, snapping a picture before carefully picking his baby up to put her down correctly.

Willow stirred awake and Felix rocked her in his arms as he walked up the stairs to the bedrooms.

"D-dada..." Willow cooed.

"Awww...how cute!" Felix laughed, completely oblivious to the fact that was his daughter's first word.

He put Willow down in her crib and tucked her in, watching as she drifted off to sleep again.

He smiled and walked back down stairs to wake up Peter.

"Peter," Felix whispered as he shook his husband. "Hey, it's time to wake up."

Peter groaned, "Five more minutes..."

"Noooo... let's go to bed, baby." Felix said, helping Peter sit up.

"Baby... Willow... words..." Peter mumbled.

"Willow's asleep in her room and I think it's time for both of us to go to bed." Felix said, guiding Peter up the stairs to their bedroom.

He helped Peter lay down on the bed and tucked him into the blankets. After Felix settled Peter down and the smaller fell asleep, Felix held him close and went to sleep as well.