Who's Our Baby?

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I had the two of them holding my hands, and they seemed all worked up from there...

"Emma, dear, how are you feeling?" Daddy asked.

"Feeling fine, with two lovely boys protecting me today. You both look adorable." I replied, cutely.

"Oh, but that title goes to you."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Suddenly, Daddy picks me up and holds me in his arms.

Mick was also holding my hand at the time, and when I was removed, he certainly noticed. "Hey! What are you doing?"

"I am her daddy, Mick, you must accept that. When will you? She loves me so much..."

"Yay! Daddy!"

"Grrr..."

"Whee!" I happily giggled and played in my daddy's arms from all the playfulness I felt at the time.

"Oh, you're not the only one who can play that game..."

"Oh..."

I noticed the tension in the air, which I really didn't like.

"Wait! Stop! Can't you both come to an agreement?"

They looked at each other and eventually did agree on something...

I was set back down onto the ground, where the two held my hands once again and kissed my cheeks.

"There you go...perfect."

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