Data Babysitting Reader’s Daughter
For Anon! I hope you enjoy it!
Prompt: Data x Reader where the reader's daughter asked data of they could dance
Words: 855
Fic type: Fluff
Warnings: None
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"Data? Can I ask you something?" Your daughter asked, entering the living room.
He was watching your daughter while you were working your shift. You had finally decided to leave your boyfriend and daughter alone together. Data had always seemed to be good with her; she was well behaved with him. He had convinced you that he could watch her when your babysitter canceled.
Data was sitting on the couch, with his cat Spot in his lap. "Did you need something, Little One?" he asked as she walked over to him.
"Can we dance? Mama said that you knew how." She climbed on the couch and reached out to pet Spot.
"Dinner time is in 8 minutes. we can eat early and dance until your mother comes home." Data watched her face light up a large smile spread across her face.
"HECK YEAH!" your daughter shouted in victory and ran to the dining table as Data stood setting Spot on the couch. Data gave his cat a pat on his head. He walked over to where she was sitting in her booster seat swinging her legs back and forth waiting for Data.
"You take too long," she complained looking him in the eyes.
"Patience is a virtue," Data reminded, "Computer, Chicken Soup in a small bowl."
The replicator whirled and produced it. Data sat it in front of her and watched her eat. She would blow on each spoonful before putting it in her mouth. It confused him
"Why do you blow on your food?" He asked, breaking their silence.
"it helps the food cool down." She said taking another spoonful, "See the steam? It means that it's too hot to eat, Silly."
"Who taught you that?" Data wondered as he watched as she taught him to blow on his food.
"Mommy did." He nodded and went back to watching her eat.
When she finished she ran into her room as Data cleaned up the Table. She returned with a storybook and placed it onto the table.
"I thought I was going to dance with you."
"You are, It's my story for later." He nodded to her, glancing at the book. The Velveteen Rabbit, her favorite book.
"What kind of dance?" Data asked as she made her way over to him.
She shrugged taking his hands and stepping on his feet. "Now you dance."
"Why are you standing on my shoes?" Data asked looking down at her with his head cocked to one side.
"Because. You are supposed to be dancing," she said, sticking her bottom lip out and looked up at her.
Data did not understand, "How am I supposed to dance if you are standing on me?"
Your daughter groaned and thumped her head against his stomach. It met with a dull thud. Data decided to ask his friend. He took both of his hands and rested one on her back to help hold her and one to tap his combadge.
"Data to Geordi."
"Is everything going okay?" Geordi asked referring to the babysitting.
"How do I dance if she stands on my shoes?" Data asked.
Geordi laughed, "You do your part of the dance. She's too little, it's easier for her if she's on your shoes.
"Thank you, Geordi."
"Any time."
he tapped his com twice badge before addressing the computer, "Computer, play Dmitri Shostakovich's Waltz number 2."
"We are going to do a Waltz box step, Okay?" Data explained taking her hands again moving in perfect form.
She had a huge smile on her face, Data knew that it's his job to always make her smile from this moment on. He would do anything he could to make sure that smile never left her face. He listened to her giggles as she would lean back and hold his hands tight.
They danced to a few more songs before she stepped off his shoes and looked up at him, "Can you hold me?" She asked she lifted her arms making grabby hands. He stopped and nodded lifting her up. She rested in his arms. He had one arm under her and the other on her back.
He started dancing again with a huge smile on his face, she had a similar one. She rested her head on his shoulder starting to drift off. Data kept going until he was sure that she was asleep.
When you arrived home that night, You found Data sitting on the couch with your daughter in his lap. It took a moment before you realized she was asleep. You smile at the two of them and walking over to Data giving him a kiss before leaving one on her forehead.
"I heard the two of you danced," You said stretching and moving to the Replicator.
"We did. She fell asleep after." He said. You smiled and glanced back over two of them with a smile. You haven't seen her this relaxed with any other man besides her birth father.
"After I eat do you want to go to sleep? I'm exhausted," You admitted asking for eggs and bacon.
"Of course." You walked over to the couch and sat down to eat.
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That morning you woke up in bed with your daughter sandwiched between the two of you asleep. You had no idea when she came in last night, but you didn't mind. You felt happy.
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