WIPtober 17: Baby Babble (RVR AU Drabble!)
Summary: Red and Blue take their uncle duties very, very seriously! And Red is delighted to expand Pancake’s vocabulary! C:
Characters: Pancake! (Edge and Stretch’s baby! Spicyhoney Ship child!) Blue! (Underswap Sans!) Red! (Underfell Sans!)
Note: Hints of CherryBerry in this piece! C: What can I say? Those Underswap boys drive the Fells wild lol! And Pancake has unorthodox eating habits lmao.
“Ma! Bababa-“ Pancake waved their arms, reaching for another piece of onion as some chewed up mush dribbled onto their bib.
“Weirdo.” Red told them affectionately, trying very hard not to smile as they held their hand out. He cut out another piece of onion anyway, wrinkling his nose in distaste as Pancake crammed it into their mouth. “Stinky weirdo.”
“Doh!” They echoed back, slapping at their tray and reaching for another piece of onion. This kid loved to eat, huh? Took after their Papa in that regard.
“Castellar!” Blue called from the hallway, coming into the kitchen with a basketful of clean clothes. “Look! You have some more clean clothes! Do you need another change?” It wasn’t all Pancake’s stuff, but they sure went through clothes quickly. Why did they ooze so much slime?
“Stinky, gooey weirdo,” Red gave them a multi-layered chunk of onion, watching dispassionately as they crushed it into several pieces on their tray. Pancake then proceeded to scoop the various pieces into their mouth, chewing noisily.
“They are not! You’re just a messy eater!” Blue sighed fondly, leaning over Red’s shoulder to gently wipe at the babybone’s face. “Food is supposed to go in your mouth, baby.”
“Buhbuh!” Pancake repeated loudly, grabbing onto the rag and trying to tug it into their mouth. “Buhbuhbuh!”
“Pancake, no- that’s not for eating-“
Red allowed himself to enjoy this domestic peace- Blue a warm weight against his back, casual and comfortable and familiar. Pancake squealing with laughter in front of him, happy and carefree and loving. This was about as perfect as it could ever get, and his soul swelled with affection.
“Pancake, no-”
“Pahpah! Buhhhh!”
Too bad this was a little too soft and idyllic. Someone had to stay hard and rough, for all their sakes. He’d be damned if he’d let Pancake develop the same edges and breaks as their Daddy.
“Oh!” Red came back to himself with a start as Blue smushed their cheeks together in an excited hug. “Red! Didn’t that almost sound like Papa?! They’re so close to their first word!”
The other skeleton’s eyelights were literal stars, staring at the baby bones with adoration that made him feel all sorts of funny.
“Do you think that’ll be their first word?”
Like he wanted to cram the rest of onion into Blue’s mouth to get the feeling to stop.
“Are you going to say Papa, baby bones? Pa-“
So he did.
“BLERGHAH-“ Blue pushed him away hard enough Red barely caught himself, dashing to the sink to spit out the onion and pick the pieces out from his teeth.
Pancake, still a Fell at heart, laughed in delight.
“Attaboy,” Red told them delightedly, clapping them on the back hard enough the babybones started coughing, “Now let’s learn ya some real good words.”
“Red!” Blue was fast, but not fast enough.
“Fuck!” He was tackled to the floor hard enough he saw stars, Blue’s hands on his mouth in a more familiar gesture.
“Uck!” Pancake echoed back, squealing in delight at the stricken look Blue gave them.
“If Edge doesn’t kill you, I will!”
“Uck!” The babybones kicked at their tray, bouncing animatedly, “Uck! Uck!”
