Angela sighed as she looked out the hotel window. She had been begged to come to a medical conference in her native Switzerland to cover an old friend and honestly, she felt that it would be a welcomed break from the stress of caring for her little babies, whom she loved dearly, but the two wore her out very quickly. Especially now that Molly was back in school and could no longer help lighten the load of caring for such young children and while Mako did his best to help, his size often hindered his ability to help change their clothing or clean them after a diaper change properly (he was so terrified of not being gentle enough and accidentally harming them.) And don’t even get her started on how many times the others had somehow gotten themselves hurt in the past month, because it was far more than any of them had ever had before in the many years she’d worked in Overwatch.
So when she left, she figured she’d use this time to relax and enjoy a few days to herself (outside of the conference and such), maybe even enjoy a spa day while she was here...
But now? It was her second day here out of four and all she could do was wish that she could just hop on a plane and go home to her family. She had called them yesterday once she was all settled in, (not showing them the wine and chocolates she had bought in town to enjoy in her room) and told them she got home safe and they chatted for a while. When she got off the phone, she enjoyed a lovely dinner... alone before she enjoyed some wine and chocolates over a movie... alone and then going to bed... alone...
She had been so excited about her little vacation, she forgot that she’d be completely alone for the next two days. And she hadn’t really been alone since... well, since she accepted the recall.
Now she was sitting in her hotel room in the late afternoon, taking turns looking out the window and looking at her phone, wondering when would be a good time to call them, knowing that if she missed them, she’d probably keep trying until she reached them, and several back to back calls to someone was often a sign that something was wrong to Mako and Molly, so she wanted to make her call when they could pick up right away.
“Mein Gott, Angela.” she said sternly to herself, “They are your family, you can call them whenever you like! Stop worrying and just call them!”
And she nearly did, only for her phone to ring and her to jump in surprise. She juggled it for a second or two before accepting a video call from Molly. She picked up and saw her teenage daughter’s face bright with eager delight, “Mum, you’ve got ta see this!” she laughed, completely skipping over the beginning of any kind of conversation they might of had while she switched the camera from focusing on her face to focusing on Angela’s two year old and five month old sitting on their father’s legs and staring intensely at his bare feet before turning up to see Mako, maskless on the couch with Bob’s head on his lap as he stroked the mutt’s head, the massive man obviously amused by something, “Ready Da’?” Molly giggled, getting a thumbs up in return as he seemed to hold back chuckles, although Angela couldn’t tell you why.
“Okay!” she said, the camera focusing on Mako’s feet and the babies, “This lil piggy went to market...” Molly cooed, Mako’s big toes wiggling on cue, (revealing that Molly had painted his toes to have little piggy faces on them like she had when she was little, but more importantly,) the simple action made Wilhelmina and Ben burst out laughing and they started kicking their little chubby legs in the air so wildly, she’d be surprised that they managed to stay on their daddy’s legs if their big sister didn’t have telekinesis.
Mako’s toe stopped wiggling and the two babies stopped laughing within instants, their gazes quickly snapping back on his feet, their expressions watchful and serious.
“This little piggy stayed home...” Molly recited through giggles, Mako wiggling the second toe, making the little ones laugh again, their feet kicking in the air again as they laughed hysterically. Angela felt giggles start to cascade out of her own lips as well as she watched Mako’s toe still and her young ones snap back to attention, staring at his feet.
“This little piggy had roast beef...” Molly managed, Mako’s third toe wiggling, making the laughter and kicking restart once more. Angela covered her mouth to keep from interrupting Molly and Mako’s little act with her laughter, the little ones laughing and stopping with the movement of the mountainous man she married’s toes.
“This little piggy had none...” Mako wiggled the fourth toe, the little ones going mad with laughter, their legs flailing in the air without a care before the movement stopped and the two went back to staring.
“’N this little piggy went ‘Wee wee wee’ all th’ way home!” Molly finished, Wilhelmina and Ben looking their father’s wiggling pinky toe, confused as to why it would go ‘Wee wee wee’ before he stopped moving it.
“Oi, ya know why th’ fifth piggy went ‘wee wee wee’?” she asked them, the two little ones tilted their heads at her, curious. “Cause their Da’ did THIS!” she cried as Mako scooped them up and raised them up into the air and back down at a pace that was fast enough to be fun, but not fast enough to make them throw up. The two laughed so hard that tears started to form in their eyes and they waved their arms into the air much like one would if on a rollercoaster, “You two havin’ fun?” Molly asked.
“Wee!” Wilhelmina cried happily, her few little teeth out on full display.
“Eee!” Ben echoed, smiling broadly to show his lack of teeth.
“I think they loike it, what do you think, Mum?” Molly asked, Angela finally freed her mouth and laughed loudly along with the little ones, “I think I’ll want to see it again when I get home!” she declared.
“We can do tha’.” Mako assured her, slowly stopping the ride so Molly could shove the phone closer to Wilhelmina and Ben, “Looks loike you two are gonna have ‘nother reason ta be happy when Mum comes home, aren’ ya?” she teased, the two realizing that their Mommy’s face was on the phone and reached for it, both of them trying to eat it while Molly called for them to stop eating it and Mako laughed loudly before they got the phone out of the babies’ hands, Bob gave the babies doggie kisses and made them burst out laughing again and they all talked about their days.
Angela was still chuckling when they ended the call an hour later and spent the rest of the evening checking nearby shops for novelty socks with pig faces on the toes in Mako’s size. Her loneliness forgotten as she spent her time chuckling at the clerks’ reactions to the size of her husband’s feet.
@glampyra owns Wilhelmina
I own Molly and Bob the dog.
Mercy does find those socks, by the way, it takes three months of searching, but she eventually does find them, but they become his favorites so it’s totally worth it.
