"Baba."
"Hm?"
Abraham rocked from side to side, "Are you busy?"
Harry was making something, it smelled weird, borderline bad. "Only burning dinner, what is it?"
"I need -money, please?"
Harry moved the pot to the sink, filling it with cold water. The huge plume of steam made Abraham nervous, "for?"
"Going out."
"We can go together. Your mother will be back from work soon." He turned around, wiping his hands on his new apron. Louis bought him the apron, it said; 'I am a cool dad'. Abraham had laughed for maybe ten minutes, Abigail never stopped laughing, and Demetrius gave Harry a thumbs up.
"Oh, no, baba. I mean -it is for next week."
"You cannot go out next week, the family is coming to visit. We are having a large dinner in honor of Matthew."
"I know, baba, I know. I would never miss that." Abraham groaned, "But the day after."
"The day after, you, Matthew and I are going hunting. Matthew will be great help in working on your transformation."
Abraham sighed loudly, throwing his head back, "and the day after that?"
"The day after that is your mother's and I anniversary. Since Liam and Zayn will be in town, we will go out together. Your mother called it a 'double date'."
"A date -a date! Hello!" Abraham threw his arms up, "and me? Can I come too?"
Harry made a face, "no. You will stay here with Isaac, Eva and your sister and brother."
"And after that?"
"After what?"
"The day after that!"
"The day after that we will travel to Matthew's home in Barrow, spend the night."
Abraham's mouth fell open, "is there a day -at all, next week, that I can be alone?"
"No."
"Baba!"
Harry crossed his arms, "instead of 'beating around the bush', how about you ask directly. Is it not faster to receive answers this way?"
Abraham blushed, "I -since Isa and I are going to pre-bond soon. I just -wanted to take him out on a date."
"Okay, how easy was that?"
Abby nodded, "I just get embarrassed."
"You should never be embarrassed of the person you want to be with. I do not think it is fair for them." Harry licked his lips, "and where were you planning on taking Isaac?"
"I do not know exactly where." Abraham quickly caught himself, "but somewhere nice! Somewhere we have to dress up!"
Harry smirked, "Okay."
Abraham cringed, "do not do that."
"Do what?"
"That, baba, what you are doing right now. You do it to mama, you do it to me -you do it to Abel!"
"I do not know what you are talking about." Harry walked back to the sink to scrub the burnt pot.
"Yes, you do!" Abraham wiggled his finger at his father's back, "you are taking in my embarrassment and giving it life!"
"Abraham, stop shouting." Harry put on his dish-washing gloves, "go dress so we can buy take out. We will throw away all the containers it comes in and pretend I cooked it."
