Uniquely Ever After - Larry Stylinson AU Kitten!Harry (MPREG) {Book4}

Chapter 27

"Papa..." he whimpered, knowing he was in trouble.

"You can't take things that aren't yours Baxie, that isn't nice," Liam told him sternly, squatting next to him and holding out his hand. "Let me see the block..."

Baxter handed over the block, his eyes wide as his bottom lip trembled, "Papa..."

"Can you say sorry to Fionna?"

"Gog..." Baxter sniffled, much to my surprise. "Soy."

"That's close enough," Liam kissed his forehead. "You're my good baby gog, you always say you're sorry. We won't take Fionna's toys without asking again, will we?"

"No!" Baxter immediately squeaked, reaching out for Liam.

Niall cooed, "He's a good little guy if he wants to be..."

"He's intelligent," I shook my head in awe. "How big do you think his vocabulary is? I mean... he says words all the time that I haven't heard him say before and it surprises me."

"Well I read online that the average sixteen month old baby knows about twenty words," Niall shrugged. "He probably knows well over that."

Fionna sniffled in my arms, and I kissed her curly head, "I wonder if Fionna will know that many by that time... she... I don't know how many words she knows. There's Dada, Daddy, Love, Blankie, Maow, Ducky, No, Mine, My, That... I think she knows Elijah... she just hasn't incorporated it with him yet."

"Shah?"

"That's like ten!" Niall chuckled, reaching out to poke at Fionna who frowned and started the beginning of a squeal before I gave her a quick kiss on the nose.

"Your beebee brudder is trying to sleep, Feenna!" I hummed.

Under normal circumstances, we'd let Elijah sleep in his crib for naps so he wasn't disturbed, but circumstances hadn't been normal. The lucky little boy hadn't really slept anywhere but my or Harry's arms, and occasionally in his bassinet... where we had a good view of him, of course. Fionna was ecstatic to be sleeping in our bed again, so she had new problems with the arrangement. She'd been sleeping between Harry and I, not at all minding that Elijah slept on either my or Harry's chest.

Harry sat carefully down on the couch with Elijah, bringing him up close to nuzzle his nose into our baby's fuzzy curls. However, he gave a quick huff and winced, "Still leaking. Is so weird."

"Leaking from the top and bottom, huh?" Niall snickered, and Harry glared at him.

"Do not feel like dealing with you right now," he warned.

I laughed in surprise, sitting down with Fionna next to Harry and gently patting his leg, "I'll make him leave you alone, baby... Niall!"

Niall laughed, going back to sit on the arm of the recliner with Baxter and Liam. Fionna squirmed on my lap, turning to look at Harry and Elijah. Her tiny brow furrowed, and she pointed with her short finger, "Uh?"

"Your beebee brother Elijah," I reminded her.

"Shah..." she squeaked.

I reached and softly caressed his head, "Yes, this is Elijah."

"Shah," she outstretched her hand as well, and I gently assisted her in stroking Elijah's fuzzy curls as softly as possible. "Ooooh..."

"Isn't he soft?" I giggled. "You were so soft, too, my beebee. You still are!"

"No!" she crowed, reaching clumsily like she wanted to pet at my head. I leaned down to let her, blowing a raspberry onto her tummy. She squealed, and Elijah whimpered in surprise.