Arrietty Mulligan is going through life and has been having fun doing it.
Richie Tozier has grown up, the way everyone does, and he's been staring at his girlfriend along with it.
The Losers Club never really changed, until they did. Life does this...
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"You chewing on your mommy's nail? You're gonna mess em up, bubs." I cooed at the dog before gently rolling him over onto his back, scratching his belly as he still continued after my new nails.
"Arrchie Vil Tozier-Mulligan you stop, you want something to eat?" I said as Richie walked into my bedroom, fresh night clothes on and everything. This is the first time he's been home...my home...in a week, that's relatively long for us.
"Hey, baby," He said laying on the floor with me then wriggled one of Arrchie's paws, "hey even smaller baby." He cooed to the puppy.
"Arrchie go tell your poppa about it." I said, Richie quirking an eyebrow a me then looked at the puppy, patting his tummy gently.
"Tell me what, what'd you do, little one?" He's so cute....both of them, yeah.
"He's hungry, did you feed him yet?" I asked as Richie rolled over onto his back, letting our son pull on his shirt with his teeth.
"No, he's been eating all day, I'm pretty sure he stole a bag of chips and we didn't realize it." Number one dad right there, folks.
"C'mon, bubs, time for you to eat, time for supper." I cooed as I stood up, grabbing Richie's hands and pulling him up as well. We carried Arrchie to the steps but then sat him down at the top of them, we wanted to see if he could make it down the steps. He made it down a couple, very slowly and hesitantly.
"Did you eat today?" Richie asked me as I sat down a puppy pad and he filled his food dish with soft food. I then filled his water dish and watched Richie sit in one of the chairs.
"Mmm, why?" I guess that wasn't a proper answer, it wasn't an answer at all, but I didn't know why it was so important.
"Cause I care about you and want you to be healthy." He said holding his hands out like he wanted me to walk into them. I stepped closer to him and let him grab my waist and pull me into his lap, straddling him with my arms crossed.
"I'm fine, baby, promise." I said kissing his lips, "so, uhm, would you mind doing me a favor in the morning?" He quirked his eyebrow then gave me a gigantic grin.
"Does it involve letting your mom take Arrchie on a drive and a condom?" I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "so no condom, seems kind of irresponsible, Stan might yell at us bu-"
"Richie, stop," I chuckled at him as I hit his chest, "I wanted to know if you could run to the post office for me tomorrow?" I requested.
"Yeah, totally, are you expecting a package?" I shook my head at his question, I sighed as I put y head in my hands. My mind racing with the thoughts going on.
"No, I gotta send a letter, it's for history, Stan's sending one to his uncle up who lives in Arizona, the assignment is to send a letter in a red envelope to someone important, some you need to forgive." He grabbed my wrists and took my hands out of my face, he brushed my cheek bone.
"I'll do it, no problem, just relax." He said pulling me towards him and rubbing my back. I listened to his breathing, like air throw the car windows when you get o the highway.
I balled his shirt up in my fists and tried to get closer, he laughed at my actions, patting my back. This action made me tired as it was something my mom used to do when I was a baby.
"Richie?" I murmured softly, as my eyes grew heavy, I could hear my glasses crack under the weight of my head.
"Yes, love?" He asked, Richie's only been this gently when he's with me, but at the same time it's like he doesn't change at all. He'd tell the whole world that he's with me, I wouldn't care who knew as long as I get to stare at his face a little while longer.
"I'm tired." I said as I buried my face in his neck, I could hear him chuckle as he gripped my thighs tightly.
"C'mon, bugs, lets go to sleepy." He cooed as he twisted a curl from the back of my head, maybe I should get a pick, yeah, an Afro wouldn't be so bad. I pulled away and watched as Arrchie tried to nibble at my toes, I shook my head and scooped him up, watching as he let his limbs dangle from my palm. I placed him on my chest as I stood up from Richie's lap.
I stood there for awhile, watching the small puppy try to fight the sandman. Richie put his hands on my hips and played with the hem of my shorts. Arrchie bit at the lining of my shirt as he took in the cherry blossom scent from my shower. Richie once said that I was basically a fruit salad.
"Cara." He spoke suddenly, I quirked an eyebrow at him, "one out of five of our amazing children. Cara Ann Tozier." I smiled and ruffled his hair, "do you— uh, do you like it, the name?"
"Cara Ann Tozier, daughter to Mister and Missus Richie Tozier." He grinned cutely at me before kissing my stomach.
"C'mon, off to bed with us." He said in one of his many impressions, the British one to be exact. He's actually gotten better at these, they started off being some things he did to entertain me and feel connected to his father, but they aren't so bad.
Soon Richie was on my bed, hands behind his head, body relaxed. I was putting Arrchie in his bed, in the corner of my room next to the vent so he wouldn't over heat or get too cold, but next to the window so he can get the most light.
"You'll be a great mom." He said, I turned around and walked towards him, sitting on the bed next to him.
"You're gonna be an awesome dad." I said leaning down to give him a kiss. He smiled and then gave me this half-assed grin.
"You really think so, you think I'll be an okay dad?" He asked. I laid on top of him, letting his rest his hands a little low on my hips.
"Don't over think it, just think about all of the school dances, the first tooth falling out, their first swear."
"Yeah, it's in the Tozier blood." He paused to look at me some more, he gave me another kiss, this one lingered for a bit, "you're stunning, gorgeous, beautiful. Our kids are gonna have one hot mom." I know e said this to make me laugh, so I did, "but really, precious, you really are beautiful, I don't tell you that nearly enough, you deserve to hear it more."
"And you deserve to hear how great if a person you are, how tall you've gotten, how your smile is my favorite out of anyone's, how handsome you are, how happy you make me. You're just as great, Rich."
He hugged me, hard, like he didn't want me to go. I breathed in his scent, Axe. He always wants to smell good because I like things that smell good. "Don't ever leave me." He said.
"I won't, baby." I said as I tried to pull away, it was time for bed, we had all night to cuddle.
"Where are you going, come closer?" He pushed me into him more.
