shimmerandsing | Small surprises.

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Small surprises.

Alison didn't like it when her husband wasn't home. There were a variety of reasons for it, but the main reason was because he wasn't with her when he was gone. She had spent most of the day in a funk, waiting for Longshot and Asuka to return home from a clan mission. She couldn't complain too much when he was sent away. The jonin knew Alison was pregnant and somewhat clingy where her husband was concerned. So, if he had been called away, it was probably very important.

She still missed him, though.

So, she spent most of the day in her music room. Her single had done remarkably well since its release and now she was looking to find more good material to record. She had almost an album's worth already.

She was taking a break from working, having a sandwich for lunch in the kitchen, when she saw the glowy orange light from John's arrival. She hoped Lisa was with him. The girl had not been in her room this morning and that had worried Alison, too.

"Hi, guys!" She called. "Come have some lunch with me."

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It was a good thing that the blanket covered his head. Longshot pouted. He almost had something there! He crawled back up Ali's body and flopped back down on her chest. He was not being as careful as he had been going down, so the blanket moved up with him.

"I'll bet they can hear you, though." She giggled softly and pulled the blanket down off his head. She smiled at him and brushed his hair back.

"Bet if we could see them, they'd be waving at you. Just like on the video. Remember?"

"Think so?" He looked up at her. He blinked once. His pout disappeared.

"I 'member." He grabbed one of Ali's hands and began playing with her fingers. He poked at her fingernails. He pressed his tiny fingertip to hers. He pinched at the webbing between her index and thumb.

"I definitely think so." She smiled and winked at him.

She was glad he remembered the doctors visits. She wasn't sure, with his change, how much of his adult life he remembered. It seemed like he remembered it all, but was understanding it through a four year old's perspective.

Her husband was never dull.

"Whatcha doing, sweetheart?" She wiggled her fingers at him.

"Playin'," he answered before giggling at the wiggly fingers. "Tryin' to figure out how your hand seemed to fit in mine. It's big!"

He rolled onto his back. There was this neat pillow he could use.It squished and moved with his head.

He pulled her hand over and pressed it against his chest. This was safe and warm.

"Maybe it's magic?" She chuckled softly and watched him squirm around. She winced a little as his head squished her breasts around in interesting ways.

Then he settled and she smiled again. When he pressed her hand to his chest, she smiled wider. Awwww.

She patted his chest lightly. "Happy and comfy?"

"Maybe. Just like the POOF! that made me tiny?" He looked down and watched the blanket move as he wiggled his toes.

"Yep!" He was still for all of a minute before he shifted again. "Ali, I gotta pee."

"Maybe so. Anything is possible." She drummed her fingertips on his chest gently. His tiny, wiggling toes were so darn cute.

Oh. Hmmm. "Okay, sweetheart." She sat up and tossed the blanket aside.

This would be interesting. She put him down on the floor and stood up herself, heading for the bathroom. Was he even tall enough to reach?

Longshot padded along behind Ali. He glanced around the room. Everything still seemed to big to him. He scratched his leg and remembered he had to pee, so he hurried up.

He peered around Ali at the toilet. That shoulda been shorter. Though he could still make it in the bowl, he thought.

He looked up at Ali. "Big bafroom."

"Hmmm. Yeah. It wasn't so big yesterday, huh?" She chuckled and looked down at him, thoughtfully.

Well, a little trial and error was in order, she supposed. She bent down and grabbed him around the waist. She picked up up and held him close to the toilet.

"Okay?"

"Yeep!" He kicked his feet a little at being picked up. He had never peed from the air before!

"Got me good?" Being dropped in mid-pee did not appeal to him. He would also make a mess, which would get him into trouble and make him cry.

His hand went to the zipper as he waited for her answer.

"I would never let my best guy fall." Alison chuckled softly and made sure to have a good hold on him. She wouldn't drop him intentionally, but the little one was a bit on the squirmy side.

"Go ahead."

"Okay!" He pulled his zipper down and fished himself out. He watched a nice arc right into the center of the bowl. Though his feet did go back so he had a toe-hold on the fabric of Ali's jeans. Pee on his toes would be icky.

Once he was done, he did a little shake he had learned some somewhere. "All done!"

And he had only slopped a little toward the end.

"Good job," she chuckled softly. The little bit of mess wasn't anything to worry about. She could clean it up a bit later.

She turned and took him to the sink. She turned on the water and handed him the soap. "Wash up and we'll go downstairs and have a snack. What do you think? I'm hungry."

"Cookies?" he asked as he played with the soap for a minute. Then he washed his hands. He couldn't eat cookies with dirty hands. He would get a bad tummy ache if he did. He got his hands clean and watch everywhere.

"Done!"

"Hmmm. Well, we'll have a cookie for dessert. How's that? After we have something that's good for us." She chuckled and set him down on his feet. Before she washed her own hands, she reached over and flushed the toilet.

When they were both clean, she reached for his hand. "C'mon, cutie. Let's go eat."

"What's good for us?" He watched her wash and stuff. She wasn't nearly as messy. She obviously wasn't having as much fun as he was.

He took her hand. "Okay, gorgemous!"

"Good question. I kind of want some pasta. There's some left over from what Maria sent us last."

She grinned at his compliment and squeezed his hand gently. She made sure to keep a good grip on him so that he couldn't go hurtling down the stairs as they descended.

"There might even be some cannoli hidden away, if you'd rather have that than a cookie."

"Pasta's good," he agreed after some thought. "Got it."

He swung her hand a bit as they went down the stairs.

"Cannoli?" He then promptly tried to pull Alison down the stairs faster...

She laughed and caught him before he could yank her down the stairs. She swung him up into her arms and kissed his cheek. "Easy there, cutie!"

Once she had a secure hold on him, she bounced him gently as she made her way down the stairs. The siren call of cannoli was strong.

"I promise it will still be there when we get to the kitchen."

"Yipe!" He was suddenly in Ali's arms! That wasn't the kitchen. He giggled a little at the bouncing.

He leaned back and gave her his most serious look. "Promise?"

Even at four, cannoli was important.

Alison stopped on the second floor landing and met his serious look with an equally serious look. If it was important to him, it was important to her.

"I promise. Really and truly." Then she smiled and kissed his forehead. He was too cute to stay serious at for very long. "And, if by some weird crazy miracle there isn't any left we'll just have to go visit Maria and get some. Okay?"

She bounced him again as they walked down the last flight of stairs and headed for the kitchen.

"Okay," he nodded. Then he threw his arms around her neck and hugged her. "I love ya."

He stayed that way with his face buried against her neck until they were in the kitchen.

Eeeeeeeee! Alison grinned hugely and hugged Longshot to her. "I love you, too. More than anything in the whooole wide world."

She swayed from side to side and swung him a little as they walked into the kitchen. Then she shifted him to one arm so she could open the fridge and find the pasta.

He giggled at the swinging and let his legs sway back and forth. When she opened the fridge door, he finally let go of her neck. He grabbed the front of her shirt and leaned down to try to spy something good in the cold, cold fridge.

"Hmm."

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