I’m back with more TikTok asks
MC places a bowl of sweets in front of their child/children (like here). Does their child/children eat the sweets or are they able to avoid temptation?
Hello beautiful Alice! I am sorry for the delay in answering this! I see two very different scenarios for Casey and her beloved offspring depending on the universe... let's delve into each!
Book: Open Heart Pairing: Part 1, Ethan/Casey; Part 2, Tobias/Casey Rating: General/Fluff Summary: Based on ask above. Warning: None
Emma's World:
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Ethan grumbled as he watched Casey setting her phone up on a tripod to get the perfect angle.
“Relax, Ethan,” she answered, undeterred from her assignment, “I assure you that this will not stunt Emma’s emotional or psychological development. She’ll still get into an Ivy as long as she puts in the effort.”
“As much effort as you’re giving this nonsense,” he huffed.
Casey looked up at her husband with exasperation, “Listen, grandpa, we’re just having a little fun. I shouldn’t even be calling you grandpa! My dad, Alan & Naveen are all going to love this. You’re the only grumpypants! You… you know what you need,” she said tapping him in the head with a lollipop before handing it to him “some sweetness! Here, try.”
The look of annoyance that had punctuated his face since Casey began this endeavor quickly morphed into a mischievous grin. Wrapping his arms around Casey’s waist, he whispered.
“If I want something sweet, I’ll wait until Emma is down for her nap. Then, I will….”
“Hey, hey, hey Ramsey! That is a completely different kind of video! And not one suitable for Tik Tok!” She extracted herself from his arms and grabbed the colorful bowl of candy. “Now, go get your daughter.”
“This is ridiculous,” he yelled, walking to get their four-year-old. “Besides, Emma is the perfect child, and there is no way she’s going to do anything besides politely wait for us.”
“Sure. Let’s see how that goes.”
Ethan returned and placed Emma on the couch as Casey pressed record.
“Hey, Emma! Guess what, we have a surprise! Later on, Grammie and Pop-Pop are coming over.”
“They are!”
“Yep! And so are Grandpa and Daada! I got this big bowl of candy for us to share, but we can’t have any until they come over, OK? I’m going to leave this bowl here, Emma, but you can’t touch it now. OK?”
“OK, Mommy.”
“Daddy and I are going to get something in the kitchen. We’ll be right back, but don’t touch this, OK.”
“OK.”
Once they are out of sight, they retreat to a corner to watch. Emma’s head slowly turned from the left to the right, then back again. She let out a sigh and peered down at the sugary treats. She looked around once more, then sat on her hands, fighting the temptation to give in. The curls began to sway as she bopped her head and hummed a happy song.
“Hello, Mr. Gumdrop!” She said, lifting up the wrapped candy, “You look delicious!”
“I told you!” Casey whispered.
“She hasn’t eaten it! I know my girl, if her Daddy told her not to, she’s not, period.”
“I said don’t touch it! You already lost, Ramsey!”
Emma continued an engaging conversation with the gumdrop, alternating between her sweet voice and Mr. Gumdrop’s deeper tone. Then, after much deliberation, she slipped the treat under the cushion of the sofa.
“I won!” Casey whispered.
They returned to the living room, and Casey removed the bowl. Ethan asked her if she had eaten any.
“No, Mommy and Daddy, you told me not to.”
“That’s a good girl!” Ethan exclaimed proudly.
“But did you touch any?” Casey inquired.
Emma’s eyes widened, and she sucked her lips in. Her parents watched silently as her wheels spun. Finally, she smiled sweetly and said, “No, Mommy. I didn’t touch any.”
“Are you sure?” Ethan asked sternly.
Emma moved to the spot on the couch where the sugary treat was concealed and sat firmly atop it. “Yes, Daddy, I’m sure.”
Ethan scowled while Casey controlled a giggle. When the recording was stopped, and Emma was back playing in her room, Ethan sat ashen-faced at the kitchen island. Casey was beaming as she chopped vegetables for dinner.
“I don’t know what you’re so happy about,” Ethan scolded. “Our sweet little angel is turning into a sociopathic liar.”
“Ethan,” Casey laughed. “She’s a four-year-old who wants a piece of candy. She’s not a hardened criminal. You would have done the same thing at her age.”
“No, I would not have.”
“Really? I’ll ask Alan for his opinion over dinner.”
“OK, I would have!” He admitted lowering his head. “Do you still think Hopkins will accept her one day?”
“If we destroy the evidence, sure. I mean, they took you and Tobias after all.”
“You’ve got a point,” he smiled.
“She’ll be ok, big boy. Now go get that gumdrop. I’m going to record what happens when she comes back looking for it!”
Power in numbers:
Casey and Tobias were far too giddy. As they fiddled with the tripod, trying to get it at just the right angle, a commotion from the family room grabbed Casey’s attention. A short, muffled crash followed by Brooke admonishing her older sister.
“Sammy! You did that. And you’re scaring Kayla!”
“I didn’t do anything! And Kayla isn’t scared. You are!”
Casey’s head fell onto her husband's shoulder as a brief sigh escaped her.
“Should I go check on them?”
“Are there any blood-curdling screams?”
“No.”
“Any indication that there may be bleeding and/or broken bones?”
“No.”
He turned to face his wife, his piercing blue eyes fixed on hers, and he smiled. “Then you stay right where you are.”
He leaned over and kissed her head as she snuggled closer to him.
“How do you think this little experiment will go?” She asked.
“Knowing our daughters… well, at least two of our three daughters… it should be horrifying. But I always say it’s better to know what we’re dealing with. So, why don’t we get this little experiment started.”
“Do you want to get them, or shall I?”
“Let’s call them and watch them stampede in. It’s more fun that way.”
“Sammy! Brooke! Kayla! Come out here, girls; Mommy and Daddy need you!”
Tobias was spot on. The sounds of a stampede of little feet tripping over one another to be the first to the kitchen followed. Sammy and Brooke arrived, neck in neck, each claiming victory. Little Kayla waddled in a few moments after, a big grin behind her pacifier and her arms reaching up for her Mommy.
“Come here, sweetheart,” Casey said, lifting her youngest up. “Oh, oh my….”
“What is, babe?” Tobias asked, Sammy and Brooke already seated on each of his knees.
Casey’s nose crinkled. “I think there is a situation I need to take care of here.”
“Kayla is full of poop, Daddy,” Brooke giggled.
Tobias bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. “Brooke, honey, I think there are better ways we could say that.”
“Yeah! Like Kayla needs to have her diaper changed. Right, Daddy?”
“That’s a good choice, Sammy. Brooke, honey, daddy appreciates the bathroom humor, but not everyone is as funny as you and me, OK? So let's save that for home only.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she nodded.
“T., I’m going to go clean Kayla up. Why don’t you talk to the girls.”
“Teamwork! That’s why I love you, baby.”
“Is that the only reason?”
The devilish glint that appeared in his eyes matched the smirk on his lips as he winked at his wife. “Far from it, sweetheart. Now, please, go take care of her so we can have our fun here.”
“What are we doing, Daddy?” Brooke squeaked.
“Mommy and Daddy need your help,” he pulled the huge bowl of candy over toward them. “See this bowl? It’s got Hershey Kisses, Rolos, and lollipops. What I need you two to do, is count how many we have of each, OK? So take them out, line them up and count them, then let us know how much there are of each type.”
“Don’t you already know?” Sammy asked.
“Nope.”
“And do we get to eat any?” A wide-eyed Brooke asked.
“Not now,” he answered sternly. “But, if you do your jobs well, tonight after dinner, we can have some.”
“Grammie lets us have some candy before dinner,” Sammy offered.
“Did she do that with you and Jordan when you were growing up, baby?” Casey asked with a chuckle as she walked back into the kitchen.
“Yeah, right. You would have been more likely to see pigs flying than candy before dinner in our house growing up.”
“Does that mean she loves us more, Daddy?” Brooke beamed.
“Baby, we do not have the amount of time required to analyze Grammie. Now let's get back to the project at hand. Case, I explained what they need to do.”
“And you made it clear to them. No eating candy until after.”
“That’s been made 100 percent clear. Now. Mommy and I are going to clean up your mess in the family room. You girls do your counting, and we’ll be back soon, ok.”
“And make sure Kayla doesn’t eat any either,” Casey added.
“We’ll make sure, Mommy,” Sammy nodded.
Casey and Tobias took a spot in the family room where they could watch the girls unseen.
“I’m not taking my eyes off of them,” Casey whispered. “If they ply Kayla with chocolate, you are getting diaper detail for the rest of the night.”
“I have faith in our girls,” he whispered, pulling his wife close.
“You do?” she asked, shocked.
“No, I am just wishing that into reality. OK, they’re counting. Let’s listen.”
“How about I count the kisses, and you count the Rolos,” Brooke queried Sammy. “Since Kayla can’t add yet, we can count the lollipops together when we’re done.”
“She’s going to be a good project manager one day,” Casey whispered to Tobias.
“She already is,” he agreed.
“That’s fine,” Sammy said, counting up the Kisses.
“And Sammy, if they don’t know how many there are, we could probably sneak a Kiss or a Rolo, right?”
Sammy rolled her eyes. “Don’t you get it, Brooke? This is probably some stupid Tik Tok thing they’re doing.”
Casey and Tobias’s jaws dropped. “She did not just….” Casey gasped.
“Oh, she did,” Tobias answered with a shocked but duly impressed look on his face.
“Some of the kids in school were talking about it. You probably didn’t hear it because you’re not as advanced as I am yet.”
Tobias shook his head and laughed.
“I don’t know if you realize it yet, Casey, but I think you gave birth to the reincarnation of my Mother. No wonder she liked you so much from the start. She realized you were the pod that would give her immortality.”
Casey hit his shoulder, “Would you shut up,” she laughed, “you sound like a twisted sci-fi movie. I can’t believe this, though. Is this already over? They’re on to us.”
“Well, I said I wanted to learn, and we’ve learned.”
“And outside of me learning that I unwittingly released Vivian Carrick 2.0 on the world, what have we learned.”
“That we’re outnumbered, and we've got our work cut out for us. We’re really going to have to be an unbreakable team.”
“We already are,” she said, placing a kiss on his cheek.
“Mmm-hmm. And they haven’t outsmarted their dad yet.”
“How so?”
“I counted all the candy in advance. So let’s get out there to show them I have the answer and this was a test of their counting skills. We’ll pretend we don’t know what Tik Tok is.”
“You thought this all out in advance?”
“I allowed for the possibility. If I let them get the upper hand on us this young, we will be royally screwed during the teen years.”
“I love you, T.”
“I love you, babe. Now, let’s go take little Vivian out there down a peg or two.”
“Then reward her with a Rolo because she is smarter than me.”
“Well, of course, she is!”
Casey shot her husband a dirty look. “I beg your pardon?”
“Hey, no offense! They are smarter than me too. Come on, you take parents as freaking amazing as us, morphing our DNA together, those kids are going to lead to Carrick global domination.”
“God help us all.”
“Come on, hun,” he said, draping his arm around her, “you’re one of us now. It’s all good.”
“I love you, T,” she sighed.
“I love you.”
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