Let's go Pikachu ✨ Part Fouuuuur✨

Ceecee's check up - diff version

Ceecee babled as she clapped her little hands together, giggling happily as she went up and down on my stomach as I lay on my living room floor. " Ba!"

Silver, seeing the distraction, quickly placed the stethoscope on Ceecee's little chest. She blinked, confused.

" Ceecee..." I said in the singsong voice as I reached for her little hands. " Look what I have!"

Ceecee’s wide brown eyes flickered to me, momentarily distracted as I wiggled my fingers in the air. “Ooooh, sparkles!” I cooed, even though there were no actual sparkles—just my wiggling fingers.

She gasped dramatically, tiny hands reaching out. “Spah-kle!”

Silver took the opportunity to press the stethoscope more firmly against her little chest, listening intently. Ceecee flinched at the cold touch, her nose scrunching up in protest.

“W-wha—” She glanced down and spotted the offending instrument. Her little hands slapped against the metal piece. “Nooooo, cold!!”

Silver sighed. “It’ll be over soon, just stay still.”

Ceecee immediately turned to me, lower lip wobbling. “Mommyyy, he bein’ mean!”

I bit my lip to keep from laughing. “Oh, sweetie, he’s just making sure you’re healthy.”

She pouted, crossing her tiny arms. “M’ already healfy.”

Silver, looking mildly unimpressed, pulled the stethoscope away. “Sure,” he muttered.

I let out a breath of relief. Crisis avoided.

Then Ceecee, in all her little mischievous glory, grabbed the end of Silver’s stethoscope and yanked it.

“ACK—”

Silver, completely caught off guard, was pulled forward, practically face-planting onto my stomach.

For a moment, there was silence.

Then—

“PFFT—” I lost it, bursting into laughter as Silver groaned, bracing himself with his arms so he didn’t crush me.

Ceecee clapped happily. “AGAIN!!”

Silver slowly—very slowly—lifted his head, his glare burning holes into me. “I hate your kid.”

Still laughing, I wiped a tear from my eye. “You love her, don’t lie.”

Silver scowled, but didn’t deny it.