"Can you sayyyyy... HELLO?" Freddie asked his daughter eagerly. She was so small seating on his chest, she weighed like a feather to him.
"Yello..." Elle cried back. Alice leaned to the side of the door, a grin formed on her face. Freddie could comm...
Around seven o'clock on the 21st of December, Freddie felt unwell. Dinner with the family was mediocre, fine at best. He went up into the designated New Baby room, wandered blearily around the room and picked up the Hospital Bag. He unzipped the bag and folded some newborn clothes that Elle use to wore. Tomorrow on the 22nd would be the day, the dreaded date for Alice's C-Section surgery. Alice was in the kitchen talking on the phone with her mother, Agatha. They were confirming all the details for tomorrow's surgery, Agatha would take care of Elle while the surgery was underway.
Little Elle trotted by the corridor and later froze at the door, curious watching her father. Freddie glanced to his daughter who hovered by the doorway, his dark brown hair was pulled up into a messy bun purposely emulating her mother's. She entered the room and plopped herself in front of Freddie looking tentatively at him. Impulsively, Elle stood up and walked to the plush toy corner of the room, figuring which one to pack into the bag.
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Freddie noticed his daughter's action and his lips curled into a smile. He sneakily crawled as silent as he could to catch Elle by surprise. Throwing every plush toy to the back, her flailing arms caught Freddie's chin hovering just above her head. Startled; Elle giggled and ran before Freddie could capture her into his embrace, she quickly crawled under the crib.
"Hey hey hey!" Freddie shrieked crawling next to the crib. "Where are you going? Come on out, we need to help Omma pack up."
"Playyy~ Play with Elle~" she clapped her arms. Freddie felt his heart melted into a puddle at her daughter's request.
"Okay Elle, who do you look after?" Freddie poked Elle's bulging tummy.
"Dada," Elle answered cheekily, attempting to catch her father's poking finger.
"Louder," Freddie demanded, another poke to her tummy.
With an annoyed expression, she announced louder, "Dadaaa!"
"One more time, louder!" Freddie repeated again, his arms extended.
"Dadaaaaaa!!!" Elle shrieked louder, throwing herself into his arms. Freddie caught her and showered Elle with kisses.
Putting her down Freddie started, "You have to help me Elle, we're leaving for the hospital tonight."
"Hospital?" Elle asked, her arms still tugging to Freddie's neck refusing to let go.
Almost instantly a familiar voice was heard throughout the corridor, "Hazel Elle Mercuryyy, where art thou?"
"Omo, I think that's omma." Freddie looked to Elle with round eyes.
"Heyya, what were you two doing?" Alice peered by the door, her lips pursed into a curious smile. Freddie took in the sight of his wife, she looked triumphant, wifely and extremely pregnant. She looked like the baby would pop out of her anytime soon.
He promptly lifted Elle to hide his face behind her small body, Freddie murmured in a high-pitched tone, "We're helping you pack Omma~" Alice broke into a giggle and sat herself next to Freddie on the floor, slowly, careful not to strain her aching back.
