Ch. 7 Our Princess

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Jon POV

After a few days, Tamara and our baby were able to leave. When we went to fill out the birth certificate, Tamara wrote down the name. "Is this ok?" I look at the certificate. "Its perfect." I looked at our baby and she woke up.

"Hi little-

                

Time skip

Ells POV

I was setting everything up for when Jon and Tamara come back with the baby. "Oooohh! I can't wait to see what they named the baby." Said Matilda. "I can't wait either. My best friends a father." I look at Edwardo and he has a big smile on his face. "Excited?" "Everyone is Matilda." Then I heard the door starting to unlock. We got ready.
"Hey guys we're home"
(All of them) "Surprise!"
"Oh my god you guys. This is amazing! Did you do this for us?" "Yup! And we even got stuff for her!" Matilda went to grab the bags. "So what's her name guys." They looked at each other. "We decided...    Arielle."
"Aww that's so cute!" Matilda said. Then Arielle opened her eyes. She was so precious. Matilda came in with her hands holding a couple bags.  "I got the bags!" We all sat in a circle and started showing the gifts. Arielle was between Tamara and Jon in her little carrier seat. We pulled out, a little  bear plush, a rainbow blanket with blue hearts as a pattern, a little outfit that a skirt and a nice blue shirt, and a teething ring and pacifier. Then she started getting grabby with her hands and started being fussy.

Arielle POV

I wake up and see im not where I was before. Then I see that lady and guy from the place. They kept calling me their 'princess'. What's a princess? I look around and see other people. They looked nice, then someone came from another place. She had long hair and had things on her arm. It was a little scary. As I sit between the two people from the other other place, I see them pulling things out of the other things. Their was this colorful thing with weird shapes on it.  Whats a shape? It looked nice and soft. I wanted it.I try and grab them. 'Give me it! Please. I want it. It looks comfy. Please?? Please? I want it!!' I tried to say, then the lady from the other other place picked me up, then this weird thing. She put it in my mouth. It was weird at first, but then I like it. They called it a pacifier. Then that lady with long hair gave me the other soft thing. It had weird ears and was different color. What's a color? I grab it and hold it. It was soft, so I held onto it. "Hehe. You like that bear huh?'' Said the lady who was holding me. I put my head on her shoulder. 'I do.' "Aww. That's cute." Said one of the ladies. I dont know who. I started getting tired.

Timeskip

Tam POV

After everyone left, me and Jon put Arielle in her crib, buy I guess she didn't want to be in it, because she started crying. So Jon got her and we went to the living room. We spent the night in the living room, but I barely slept because everytime I would close my eyes, she'd start hitting my face. I finally got her to sleep when I made her a bottle and put her pacifier in her mouth.  But I didn't mind it. She is still learning, and I loved her to bits. And so did Jon. He didn't actually want to sleep. He just wanted to hold Arielle. He was the best. I woke up and saw that Arielle wasn't in my arms, I almost paniked if I didn't know who could've possibly be watching her. Then I head to the kitchen and, see that Jon had baby food on his face and Arielle giggling at him. I try not to laugh. "Morning Jon." "Morning Tam." "So umm... Should I ask o-or-" "don't ask." I head over to them.  "I know. Morning Arielle." I say and she grabs my finger and smiles. I smile. "I was thinking we could go to the park maybe..." Jon said. "That sounds amazing. What do you think Arielle?" She was still smiling until she gave a weird expression like she realized something. "You ok Arielle?" "Maybe I shouldn't have gave her this strawberry stuff." I lean closer to her a little. "No maybe she just doesn't like i-"
Then she threw up in my face...

(Thank you.  @NovaInk     For the name!!)

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