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scribblesofagoonerr · 20 days ago

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valentines day hijack | buddy & monkey: double the trouble

summary: valetine's day plans fall through when buddy ends up crashing leah and elle's romantic valentine's day date night, not that she minds too much about it.

word count: 11617 words

brace yourself lads, it's a long one so i definitely reccommend making a cuppa and getting comfy to read this one

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“Give them to your Mummy,” Elle whispered encouragingly, carefully handing you a neatly wrapped bouquet of red roses. You cradled them with both hands, treating them as the most precious treasure, your little frame bundled up in your favourite red Arsenal dressing gown, “And remember, you have to wake her up gently.”

“I do it Elle!” Your little voice insisted, the excitement was evident as you held onto the flowers with gentle care, donned in your favourite red Arsenal dressing gown as you crept up towards Leah, “Mummy! Mummy, wake up!”

Elle winced, “Gently, Buddy,” She reminded, barely suppressing a chuckle, “I don’t think your Mummy will like being woken up like that.”

From beneath her pillow, Leah groaned, her voice thick with sleep, “I’m way too used to it,” She mumbled, blinking blearily at the sight before her. As her gaze landed on you and the flowers in your hand, her exhaustion melted away, “What have you got here then, Bubba?”

“Red ‘oses, Mummy! For Balentines Day!” You beamed, proudly holding them out.

Leah gasped dramatically, pushing herself up on her elbows, “Wow! You got me roses for Valentine��s Day?” She accepted the bouquet, brushing her fingers over the delicate petals, “I love them!”

“Dey’ red like Arsenal!” You pointed out excitedly as if you’d discovered something groundbreaking.

Leah let out a soft chuckle, “They are, aren’t they? That must mean that they’re extra special.”

You nodded eagerly, bouncing slightly on your knees, “An’ I made ou’ a cardl!” With a flourish, you shoved a crumpled envelope into Leah’s hands, “Ou’ ‘ave to open it now, Mummy!”

“Okay, Bubba, I will open and read it now,” Leah wasted no time, carefully unfolding the homemade card. Her eyes softened as she read the words aloud, her voice thick with affection.

Leah laughed, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “Wow, did you write that all by yourself?” She teased, glancing at Elle with an amused glint in her eye.

“No, Monks’ ‘elped me!” You announced proudly, puffing out your chest.

“I thought she might’ve,” Leah chuckled, pulling you into a warm hug, “I love it, Bubba. Thank you,” She squeezed you gently, pressing another kiss to the side of your head.

“And here’s my card for you, babe,” Elle chimed in, handing Leah another envelope, this one neatly sealed and adorned with a little heart.

Leah raised a brow, smirking as she took it, “Ooh, fancy,” She teased, her voice laced with amusement.

Elle rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile, “Yeah, yeah,” She muttered before leaning in to kiss Leah’s forehead softly, “We’ve also got breakfast in bed for you. Today is all about you, babe. I’ve planned a whole day just for us–and the girls.”

Leah sighed, stretching lazily, “Baby, Buddy has preschool today. And I have training, remember?”

Elle waved dismissively, “One missed day won’t hurt, will it?”

“Not happening, this training session is important ahead of the derby,” Leah said firmly, her tone leaving no room for debate.

Before Elle could protest, the unmistakable sound of violent retching echoed down the hall.

Leah winced, “Monkey? You alright in there, my girl?”

A miserable groan followed from the bathroom, “Your grandchild hates me, I swear.”

Leah chuckled, shaking her head, “You’ve got this,” She told her, “Do you need anything?”

“For this spawn to stop making me feel like death,” Monkey grumbled from the bathroom.

“Oh dear,” Elle frowned, feeling sorry for your favourite person, “She’s not having a good time with this pregnancy so far, is she?”

“No, not really,” Leah admitted.

A thoughtful silence hung between them before Elle suddenly smirked, “You know, I never thought about it until now but the fact I’m practically dating a GILF now,” She noted, letting out a low whistle, “I think I just fell in love with you even more.”

Leah’s eyes widened, “Little ears–” She tried to warn, quickly covering your ears, but you were too quick to ask the important question.

“What’s a GILF?” You asked, innocently.

Leah shot Elle a playful look, “See? Now look what you’ve done.”

Elle bit back a grin while Leah scrambled for a response, “Uhm, well… It’s a word that you don’t need to worry about right now. Now, how about you go and help Elle put those beautiful roses in some water and I’ll go see how your big sisters’ fairing, how about that?”

“Ou’ got it, dude!” You agreed, sticking your thumb up with your signature lopsided grin.

“Good girl, off you go then…” Leah encouraged, failing to bite back a smile, “Wait at the top of the stairs, don’t go down on your own. You have to wait for Elle, remember?”

“I be okay!” You insisted, darting off the bed in a hurry.

As soon as you ran off, Elle leaned in, lips ghosting over Leah’s, “Phew. That was a close one.”

“Yeah,” Leah huffed out a laugh, “My bubba doesn’t miss a thing sometimes.”

Elle grinned, pulling back, “Guess I’d better go sort these flowers out, huh?”

“You should, or you’ll have Buddy running back in here and demanding you hurry up,” Leah noted, knowingly.

Right on cue, your voice called out from the next room, “Elle! ‘Urry up!”

Leah smirked knowingly, “I told you so.”

“I’m going, I’m going,” Elle grumbled, shaking her head, “You Williamson girls– so bossy.”

“Not bossy, it’s more like… strongwilled,” Leah laughed as she slipped out of bed, she grabbed a robe and headed toward the bathroom, “I’m gonna go check on Monkey and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

Elle nodded, watching her go with a soft smile, “You’re a good mum, you know that?”

Leah paused in the doorway, glancing back with a small, grateful smile, “I try my best, but lucky for me, I’ve got good people around me.” With that, she disappeared down the hall.

“Elle, ‘urry up!” Your small but mighty voice demanded, laced with impatience.

“I’m coming, little miss impatient,” Elle chuckled, sauntering out of the bedroom and shaking her head fondly, “Happy now?” She teased you, ruffling your hair.

“I not impatient, ‘ou’re just slow!” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest, your sass on full display, “Come on!”

Leah padded down the hall, tightening her robe as she reached the bathroom door, “Monkey?” She knocked gently before pushing it open to reveal Monkey curled on the floor, looking absolutely miserable, “Oh, my girl.” She frowned, crouching down beside her.

“I feel like I have the devils’ spawn inside of me,” Monkey grumbled as she felt Leah’s cool hand run over her back, “I swear it– Mum, I feel so horrible. I feel like absolute death.”

Leah’s heart ached for her. She knew that pregnancy wasn’t all it was cracked up to be sometimes, but Monkey wasn’t just dealing with any ordinary morning sickness–this was hyperemesis gravidarum. And it was relentless on the poor girl.

“I know,” Leah soothed, reaching for a damp washcloth and dabbing it against Monkey’s clammy forehead, “But you’re doing so well.”

Monkey scoffed, “Am I? Because I currently just feel like if I move then I might just throw up again.”

Leah exhaled a sigh, shifting so she was sitting beside Monkey on the floor, “That’s the joy of pregnancy, I’m afraid, my girl.”

“Well this isn’t joyful,” Monkey grumbled, pressing her cheek against the cool tile floor, “I feel like my whole body has been taken over. I feel… useless.”

“You are not useless,” Leah shook her head, “You’re far from it. You have to think about the fact that you’re growing a whole tiny human. That’s a full-time job, and a bloody hard one at that.”

Monkey huffed in response, “This is no fun at all. I thought you said that pregnancy was supposed to be magical? It doesn’t feel like it. Not one bit.”

“It is special,” Leah said softly, squeezing Monkey’s shoulder, “But it’s not always smooth sailing I’m afraid. It wasn’t for me, either. And I know it’s even harder for you.”

Monkey didn’t feel the need to respond right away, her hand subconsciously drifting over her stomach, “I just want to be able to feel normal,” She admitted, “I’m so fed up of being stuck here unable to do anything.”

Leah studied for a moment, “Think you’re still up for going to training, or are we calling it?”

“Dunno,” Monkey mumbled quietly, “I just… I usually can push through, but I feel like absolute crap. I know I’ve got that stupid light training plan, but I feel like I barely even wanna move, let alone do any of that.”

“That’s okay if you feel like that,” Leah rubbed her back in slow, soothing circles, “I want you to remember there’s no shame in taking a step back when you need to. You’re not weak. You’re not failing. If your body’s telling you to rest, then that’s what you need to do, yeah?”

Monkey exhaled shakily, nodding though she still looked uncertain, “I’ll think about it…”

“Tell you what,” Leah said, brushing some damp hair away from Monkey’s face, “See how you feel after you’ve eaten some breakfast, okay? There’s no pressure. Just let me know.”

Before Monkey could answer, a loud, unmistakable crash echoed from downstairs, followed by Buddy’s loud squeals of laughter.

“Well that sounds like trouble,” Leah noted, rubbing her temples.

Monkey cracked a tired smile, “It always does when it involves Buddy.”

“And you as well,” Leah teased, getting to her feet, “I’d better go and check out what’s going on. You just stay here if you need to.”

Leah gave Monkey one last reassuring squeeze before heading downstairs to see the chaos in the kitchen.

The moment Leah stepped into the kitchen, she was met with absolute chaos.

“Oh, my God…” Leah’s eyes widened in horror, her once pristine kitchen was the complete opposite, “What an earth… What happened in here?”

“Mummy!” You squealed from where you were standing on a chair, your hands covered in flour while Elle frantically flapped a tea towel over the smoking pan on the stove, “We makin’ ‘cakes for ou’!”

There was a suspiciously large amount of batter dripping from the edge of the counter, and the scene of something slightly burnt filled the air.

“I… I can see that,” Leah said, trying to not laugh at the scene.

“She insisted,” Elle muttered, still battling the pan, “But apparently, it’s not going that well.”

“Yeah… I can see that, too,” Leah murmured, wincing at the sheer amount of mess caused in such a small time frame.

“I did mix all by m’self!” You told her, puffing out your chest with pride.

“You did? Clever girl, Bubba,” Leah said, her lips twitching into a smile, But what happened to my lovely clean kitchen?” She added, emphasised the word with a raised eyebrow, taking in the flour streaks on the counters, the batter splatters on the floor and the bits of mix in your hair.

“It’ ruined now!” You announced, beaming up proudly at her while completely unfazed.

“It is,” Leah said, reaching round to gently lift you from the chair, “And it looks like you’ve got more batter in your hair. I think you might need a bath before pre-school, or I might get some concerning looks today.”

“But I had a baf’ yesterday!” You protested, wiggling in Leah’s arms, “We still makin’ ‘cakes for ou’, Mummy!”

Leah chuckled, “Right, let’s see what we can salvage from this, shall we, my little chef? And then… It’s definitely bath time.”

“We save some for Monks’ too!” You added, excitedly.

Leah’s expression softened, her heart warming at your thoughtfulness, “I don’t think Monkey is up for eating much at the minute, but the thought of that is very kind, Bubba.”

“How’s Monkey doing?” Elle questioned, her tone sympathetic as she wiped her brow.

“Not great at all,” Leah admitted, exhaling a sigh, “I’m a bit worried about her. Would you mind sticking around today? I know you had plans, so don’t worry if you can’t, but I don’t want her alone all day.”

Elle blinked in surprise, “Me?”

Leah nodded, meeting Elle’s eyes, “I know she won’t admit it but she hates being myself herself when she’s sick, and it would put my mind at ease. Obviously, if you can’t then don’t worry…”

“No, no, it’s fine,” Elle cut her off, clearly surprised by the question still, “I can move some things around. I can keep her company. I was just surprised you’re asking me when she doesn’t seem to like me all that much, does she?”

Leah breathed a sigh of relief, “Thanks, babe. I owe you one,” She knew Monkey wouldn’t be thrilled, and despite Elle being kind and patient, she still hadn’t exactly warmed up to Leah’s new girlfriend.

Sure, Monkey was polite enough, but it was clear she wasn’t a fan.

It wasn’t outright hostility–just a quiet, stubborn resistance.

Elle smirked, “Mhm, you sure do,” She whispered, leaning in to press a quick kiss to Leah’s lips.

“Ew, kissin’ yucky!” You scrunched your face up in disgust, “Ou’ can’ kiss my Mummy!”

“Oh, can’t I?” Elle teased, raising an eyebrow.

“Nooo!” You cried, your hands going up in protest.

“But what if I…” Elle trailed off, trying her luck to wind you up.

“No, Elle!” Your little voice shouted aloud, your brow scrunching up in disgust still, “‘Top it!”

“Hey, inside voice please,” Leah gently corrected.

“But Mummy, ou’ bein’ gross. An’ me no like it!” You whined, wrinkling your nose.

“We’re only messing around, Bubba,” Leah said with a grin, before turning back round to face Elle, “Right, I’d better go check back on Monkey. Can I trust you to not burn the kitchen down in the meantime?”

“Rude, I’ll have you know that I am an excellent cook,” Elle huffed playfully.

“Sure, sure, whatever you say,” Leah teased before heading back upstairs, hoping that Monkey wouldn’t kick up a fuss about staying with Elle for the day.

When Leah re-entered the bathroom, Monkey was still lying on the floor, looking pale and exhausted. It was a stark contrast to Monkey’s usual cheeky smirk, and Leah hated seeing her that way.

“How are you feeling, my girl?” Leah asked though she was very much aware of the answer already.

“Like shit,” Monkey muttered, her eyes squeezed shut in discomfort.

Leah crouched down beside the teenager, “So, training’s off for today then, huh?”

Monkey sighed, the weight of her sickness heavy in her voice, “Do you think… Do you think it would be okay if I stayed here today?”

“That’s absolutely fine, my girl,” Leah’s gaze softened, brushing her hand over Monkey’s forehead, “I’ve asked Elle to stay with you–”

“Elle?” Monkey’s eyes snapped open, her expression was immediately sceptical.

“Yes, Elle,” Leah’s voice remained gentle, trying to ease the resistance she could already see building, “She’s the only one available at such short notice. She’s nice, Monkey.”

Monkey huffed, clearly unimpressed, “Is there nobody else? What about ‘Manda?”

“My mum’s at work today, remember?” Leah gently reminded her, “It’s either Elle, or I stay home as well, and I can’t afford to do that with the game this weekend.”

“Sure, whatever…” Monkey mumbled, not exactly thrilled about it, “I don’t need a babysitter. I’ll be fine to stay on my own.”

“Hey, no arguments,” Leah said firmly, making sure Monkey heard the soft but resolute tone in her voice, “I don’t want you to be here alone, not when you’re feeling like this. She’ll be here in case you need anything.”

Monkey didn’t argue, but the look on her face said enough about how she felt.

“Just… be nice,” Leah warned knowingly.

Monkey scoffed, “Oh, please… I’m always nice.”

“Of course you are,” Leah huffed out a quiet laugh before standing, “Right, do you want a hand up? I can’t imagine the floor is too comfy down there, is it?”

“Yeah,” Monkey hesitated, her eyes flickering to meet Leah’s, “I’m… I’m just scared in case I move and start to feel sick again.”

Leah nodded understandingly, her heart breaking a little hating to see her oldest suffering so badly, “It's okay, I’ll wait,” She said, crouching down to be at eye level, “You just let me know when you’re ready, alright? There’s no rush, whatsoever.”

“Right, Bubba, that’s better now you’re all clean again, isn’t it?” Leah said, ruffling your soft curls as you made your way back downstairs, fresh out of the bath and in a set of clean clothes ready for your day at pre-school.

“Me’ smell good now, Mummy!” You declared proudly, clutching Mr. Bear in your small hands.

“You do, much better without any of that batter in your hair,” Leah teased, making it to the bottom step as you did your usual trick to jump off the last step, “Careful, Bubba.”

Elle, watching from the doorway with a cup of coffee in her hand, grinned, “Look at you, trouble, you look so cool. Are you ready for pre-k?”

You scrunched your face up in confusion, “No, Elle. I goin’ preschool!”

“That’s what Elle means, Bubba,” Leah bit back a smile, reaching to grab your coat off the hook in the hallway, “Come here so I can put your coat on, it’s still freezing outside.”

“Why no’ say ‘dat then?” You asked confused, begrudgingly agreeing to wear your coat without much choice in the matter.

Elle chuckled in amusement, “It’s just what we call it in America, Buddy.”

“Dat’ silly!” You insisted, trying to attempt to break free from Leah’s clutches as she tugged your arms through the sleeves.

Leah knelt to zip your coat up, “And don’t forget, Mama is going to pick you up afterwards as well, and you’re going to spend the night at hers’ tonight, aren’t you?” She reminded you.

“All weekend with Mama!” You beamed.

“That’s right, Bubba. You’ll be back on Sunday before the game,” Leah explained to you, “Are you excited about that? You can tell Mama all about what you’re up to.”

“And Ez’ too!” You reminded her.

Leah smiled, “Oh yes, Erin as well. I’m sure they’re both excited to see you.”

“An’ Blu as well!” You mentioned the small pup.

“Oh, well we can’t forget about him, can we?” Leah teased, brushing a strand of hair out of your eyes.

“Nooo!” You giggled.

Leah turned to Elle, “Thank you for sticking around today. Just… keep an eye on her, yeah? I know she won’t admit it, but she’ll be happy you’re here for her when she’s not feeling well.”

“Yeah, I got it,” Elle nodded in agreement, “No offence, but she’s not exactly thrilled about me being here though.”

“I… I know,” Leah exhaled a small sigh, “Just don’t take it personally. She’ll come around… eventually.”

Elle smirked, “Eventually, huh?”

Leah rolled her eyes before grabbing your backpack, “Right, Bubba, let’s go. Do you want to say bye to Monkey?”

“BYE MONKEY!” You didn’t hesitate to yell into the living room where Monkey had now resided too, making Leah wince.

“I… I didn’t mean it like that, Buddy,” Leah sighed, “I meant to go and give her a cuddle, I think she could probably do with one at the minute with how poorly the baby is making her feel.”

“Ou’ said to say bye to her,” You said innocently, before running off, “I go hug her and make ‘er feel better!”

Leah shook her head with a small sigh, “Good girl. Be quick then.”

You clambered onto the sofa beside Monkey, wrapping your little arms around her, “Monks’ I goin’ pre-school now but Mummy said ‘our baby makin’ ou’ feel icky!”

“Have fun, Buddy,” Monkey gave you a tired smile, hugging you back, “I’m alright, the Rugrat is just being difficult right now.”

You frowned and patted your big sister’s tummy gently, “Ou’ ‘ave to be nice to Monks’ now Rugrat, or she’ll cry again.”

Monkey couldn’t stifle her laughter, “That helps, Buddy. Thank you.”

“Buddy, come on, or we’re going to be late,” Leah popped her head around the door to rush you along.

“I comin’ I just sayin’ bye to Monks’ an’ Rugrat!” You insisted from where you continued to sit on the sofa.

Leah shook her head fondly, “Well that was nice of you to do,” She said, her keys looped in her head as she turned to glance at Monkey, “Right, we’ll be off now. Monkey– Be good, don’t get giving Elle a hard time, and babe,” She turned to Elle, “Thank you again for this.”

Elle smirked, “Just remember that you owe me.”

“I’m sure I’ll figure out a way to make it up to you,” Leah teased, subtly.

“Ew, gross,” Monkey scrunched her face up in mock disgust while attempting to cover your eyes too, “Can you two not flirt right in front of us? You’re both, like, so old.”

“Old?” Leah gasped, “Are you joking? I’m in my prime right now I’ll have you know!”

“Sure…” Monkey smirked, mischievously.

Leah ruffled her hair, “Well I’m glad to see some of your usual cheekiness is making its appearance, I was beginning to get worried for a second,” She teased, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to the top of Monkey’s head, “Be good, yeah? Give Elle a chance, and I’ll see you when I’m home.”

Monkey huffed but didn’t argue.

“Right, let’s go, Bubba,” Leah said, gesturing you out of the front door.

You scrambled off the sofa before rushing towards the door, waving excitedly, “Bye Elle! Bye, Monks’!”

With one last glance toward Monkey, Leah stepped out, hoping that Elle wouldn’t have too much of a battle on her hands.

"Mummy! Turn da' music up!" Your little voice demanded, sitting in the backseat of Leah's car as you heard the familiar tune of your favourite song begin to play, "I like dis' one lots!"

Leah smiled, reaching for the volume knob to turn it up a bit more, "I know you do, Bubba. So do I as well."

As the familiar tune filled the car, you wasted no time belting out the lyrics, "Norf' London forever, whatever da' weather!" You began to sing your little heart out, before looking at Leah with excitement, "Mummy! When ou’ p'ay game den' dis' song be p'ayed!"

Leah chuckled, concentrating on the road in front of her, "That's right, and you'll get to hear everyone sing it, hopefully in a sold-out stadium.”

You look at her confused, "Sold out?"

"Hopefully, Bubba," Leah nodded in agreement, "It's going to be exciting, isn't it? You'll get to walk out with me, and your little cousin, Henry too..."

"Nuf' talkin'-- Sing da' song, Mummy!" You cut her off, eager for her to join in. Leah obliged but as soon as she started singing, you scrunched your face up in disapproval, "No, no, Mummy. Ou’ are singin' it wrong! I do it better than ou’!"

Leah huffed playfully, “When did you get to become so bossy, huh?

"I just like 'ou!" You giggled cheekily, kicking your feet to the tune of the song.

"Excuse me, little miss!" Leah gasped dramatically, peering to look at you through the rearview mirror, "I'll have you know that I'm not bossy. Who told you that?"

"Monks' did!" You don't miss a beat to dob your favourite person in it, "Ou' are! Ou' always shoutin' at people on da' pitch all 'da time and ou’ look grumpy when ou’ stand der' with 'our hands on 'our hips!"

Leah opened her mouth to argue, then paused, "That's... Well, you know, that's what my job is to do as a captain sometimes."

"Noo," You shook your head dismissively, "Auntie Kimmy is da' captain as well an' she no bossy like 'ou!"

"Yeah... Well..." Leah hesitated, stuck for words, "I feel like I'm being mugged off my own toddler right now," She muttered.

"See? 'Ou so bossy. Even Monks' say so!" You beamed a wide smile.

"Oh, is that right? I guess I'll have to be havin' words with your big sister then, won't I?" Leah joked, shaking her head, “Telling you that I'm bossy. Unbelievable."

You ignored her, moving on to a far more important topic, "Mummy?"

"Yes, Bubba?" Leah replied, curiously as she pulled up to a set of traffic lights.

"When can I see Roo 'gain?" You asked, eager to see your best friend.

Leah smiled as she waited for the lights to change colour, "You'll be able to see her this weekend, won't you?"

"Dats' soooo far 'way 'do!" You groaned dramatically.

"It's just two sleeps, Bubba,” Leah couldn’t help but laugh at your flair for dramatics, “I’m sure you can be patient enough to wait.”

"Still long 'do!" You told her, huffing impatiently.

Leah smiled at your dramatics, waiting for the next question as she continued to drive through the quiet streets.

"Mummy?" You piqued up with your next question.

Leah peered to see you in the rearview mirror, "Hmm?"

"Can we get a pet pig?" You asked.

Leah nearly choked on air, "I'm sorry, what?"

"I wan' get one of 'dem!" You said enthusiastically.

"And where exactly would we keep this pet pig of yours then, Bubba?" Leah questioned, raising an eyebrow.

You thought about it for a moment or two, "In da' garden!"

Leah failed to hide her amusement, peering at you in the rearview mirror, "I don't think that would be a good idea. They might eat the grass,"

"We don' need da' grass 'do! I could keep it m' room!" You insisted.

"Oh, definitely not," Leah shook her head firmly, “Your room would smell horrible, wouldn’t it? And it would ruin your bed, and all of your favourite toys.”

You huffed, then sat up straighter, "But Mummy, 'ou need to listen!"

Leah bit her bottom lip to stifle her laughter, "I'm listening to you, Bubba.”

"If we get a pig den' it can p'ay in da' Norf' London Derby!" You exclaimed, beaming a wide smile, “Dat’ be cool!”

Leah blinked in disbelief, "I... I don't think that would go down well,"

"Beat da' smelly Spurs, dey' yucky!" You exclaimed.

"Somehow, I don't think that a pig would be allowed on the pitch though, Bubba..." Leah couldn’t hide her amusement any longer, “That would be a bit silly, wouldn’t it?”

You furrowed your eyebrow, crossing your arms over your chest, "Das' no fair. Why no'? It' be good piggy, Mummy!"

"I'm sure they would be, but rules are rules, I guess,” Leah braced herself for your next question as she parked the car in the car park just outside your preschool, and she didn’t have to wait long.

"Mummy?" Your little voice piped up again.

"Yes?" Leah replied.

"G'anddad 'ports smelly Spurs," You stated as a matter of fact, "An' Uncle J do'!"

"That's right, they do," Leah sighed as she turned the ignition off on her car, unsure where this conversation was going, "They chose the wrong team in North London, didn't they?" She joked.

"Uh huh!" You nodded your head, "We hafta leave dem' outside!"

Leah couldn't hide her laughter as she unbuckled her own seatbelt, making fast work to get around to get you out of the car, "Why's that, Bubba?"

"Dey' no 'llowed to come in cos' dey' 'sport smelly Spurs," You scrunched your face up in disgust, "Only Arsenal people 'llowed!"

"I don't think it would be very nice to leave them both outside though, would it?" Leah tried to reason with you as she unbuckled you out of your seat, "It's a bit cold at the minute."

"No matter, dey' can stay out der'!" You told her, determined.

Lifting you out of your car seat, Leah made sure to keep a gentle hold of your hand while she reached to grab your backpack, "But you love your Uncle J and Granddad. You wouldn't want them to freeze out there, would you?"

"Der' fault for 'porting da' wrong team," You didn’t hesitate to hold back about how you felt.

Leah cracked a smile, "Where do you get your ideas from, hmm?"

"Monks' told me dat' Spurs p'ayers are yucky! So 'porting Spurs is gross, too!"

"Of course she did," Leah murmured, shaking her head with an amused sigh.

True do'! I' glad 'ou p'ay for Arsenal, Mummy!"

"I'm glad that you're happy with that, my little Gooner. Right, come on, let's get you inside, I'm already running late as it is..."

"Let' go!" You were excited to go in and play with your friends inside.

Leah smiled at your overall enthusiasm, "Hold my hand when we cross the road, Buddy. It's busy, isn't it?"

"Okay! But Mummy--" You began to speak as Leah peered down with a small smirk spread across her face.

"I think I might change my name, you know?" Leah teased.

You let out a dramatic gasp, shaking your head frantically, "Nooo! Dat' silly cos' 'our my Mummy!"

"That's right, I am,” Leah grinned.

"Den' why do' people call ou’ Leah?” You tilted your head in confusion, “Dat' no 'our name!"

Leah chuckled, nodding in agreement, "It is, but I'm just Mummy to you. That name is reserved especially for you," She told you.

You thought about it for a second, "Monks' calls ou’ Mum sometimes too.”

"She does, and that's okay,” Leah said, pausing as she opened the door to your preschool, glancing at you with amusement, “Right, any more questions before we go inside?"

"Nooo," You giggled, "But I still fink' we hafta get a pig!"

"Maybe we can revisit this conversation another time, hm?” Leah teased in amusement, the two of you walking inside.

“Good morning,” One of your preschool teachers greeted you with a kind smile, “And how are we today?”

“Good!” You beamed up at her, eyes sparkling, “Mummy say we can get a pig!”

Leah’s head snapped toward you, “N… No, I didn’t,” She said completely dumbfounded, as she quickly signed you in for the day, filling out the usual details–her name and contact number.

An’ we gon’ kick my uncle J and G’anddad out cos’ they ‘sport Spurs!” You added matter-of-factly, arms crossed over your chest.

Leah out a breath, shaking her head in exasperation.

Your teacher chuckled, clearly entertained, “Oh dear, well, that’s quite the plan.”

Leah sighed, finishing up the paperwork, “Just to let you know, Jordan will be picking her up today since it’s her weekend.”

“Not a problem. I’ll let the other teachers know for the handover tonight,” Your teacher assured her.

“Yeah, I get to see Mama!” You grinned, bouncing on the balls of your feet before turning to Leah with a hopeful look, “Maybe Mama will let me ‘ave a pig if ou’ won’t. She’s nice an’ never says no.”

“Oh?” Your teacher smiled, leaning in like she was listening to a very important secret, “Do you have a name picked out for your pig?”

“Peppa!” You declared proudly, “Den’ we can get ‘nother one an’ call it George!”

Your teacher laughed, “I’m sensing a theme here.”

Leah let out a quiet groan, rubbing her temple.

“I don’t think a pet pig would be such a good idea though,” Your teacher mused, “They might be a bit… smelly, wouldn’t it?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “But so do da’ Spurs players so dat’ okay!”

Leah gasped, “Buddy!”

You turned back to your teacher, unfazed, “An’ Elle said Mummy gon’ be a GILF soon, but I don’ know what dat’ means…”

Leah’s eyes widened like saucers and her face went bright red, “Oh my God,” She let out a choked laugh, pressing a hand to her forehead, “Little ears, always hearing things they’re not meant to,” She turned to your teacher with an awkward chuckle, “My eldest is having a baby, you see…”

“Yeah!” You nodded excitedly, “Monks’ keep callin’ dem Rugrat, an’ when dey’ old enough, dey’ can come ‘ere too!”

Your teacher smiled warmly, “That’ll be lovely! But for now, we’re painting today. Shall we say bye to Mum and go find a spot at the table?”

“Yeah!” You eagerly reached for your coat, already halfway out of it, “I hafta take m’ jumper off too!”

Leah winced in deep regret, “I’m suddenly regretting letting her wear her new top…”

You started to rush off, but Leah caught your wrist gently, “Whoa, hold on. I think you’re forgetting something?”

You huffed dramatically, before leaning in and smacking a quick kiss on her cheek. Then, with a squeeze around her middle, you gave her a big hug, “Buh-bye!”

Leah smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead before squeezing you back just a little tighter, “That’s better,” She murmured, standing up, “Have fun, Bubba. I love you loads.”

You pulled away, bouncing on your heels, “Bye, Leah!” You called over your shoulder before dashing into the room, leaving Leah frozen in place, completely dumbfounded.

“Here she is!” Steph was the first to notice Leah rush into the changing room once she’d arrived at Arsenal training grounds, running late from dropping you off at pre-school.

“Running a bit late this morning, are we?” Beth teased the blonde.

Leah sighed, rubbing her temples, “Ah, I was hopin’ to sneak in without anyone noticing.”

“Rough morning?” Lia asked, overhearing the conversation.

“I guess so,” Leah mumbled, dumping her stuff on the bench before she undid her shoelaces, “Monkey’s suffering from this pregnancy, and Buddy was full of questions the whole ride to pre-school. She’s got it in her head that she wants a pet pig.”

“A pet pig?” Beth cackled.

“And then she went on to say that she reckons we should leave my brother and dad outside in the cold because they support Spurs,” Leah told them, continuing to get ready.

Katie wandered over, hearing the tail-end of the conversation, “Well our little munchkin ain’t wrong there I guess.”

“Oh, and get this…” Leah huffed, throwing her top over her head, “When I went to drop her off, she called me Leah before she ran off!”

Steph snorted, “She’s too funny sometimes.”

Leah groaned, rubbing her face, “That’s not even the worst part. She decided to tell her teacher that I’m gonna be a GILF.”

The room fell into a stunned silence before Beth completely lost it, wheezing with laughter, “Oh my God, Leah! Where did she even hear that?!”

“Elle mentioned it this morning in front of her by accident,” Leah admitted, exasperated, “She just blurted it out like it was the most normal thing in the world! Her teacher didn't know what to say either and I just felt absolutely mortified.”

“Oh, I’m never letting this one go,” Katie chuckled, shaking her head, “I can’t believe she would even come out with that in front of her teacher! That’s so funny!”

“Oh I can’t wait to see her this weekend,” Lia added, grinning, “I wonder what she’ll come out with next time.”

“I swear, she’s doing this on purpose,” Leah grumbled, “She’s three years old– she shouldn’t even be coming out with this stuff.”

“Well, you know who you have to thank for that,” Steph laughed, shaking her head.

Kyra, who had been suspiciously quiet, suddenly perked up, “Oi, Leah! Where’s Monkey?” She asked, clearly missing her partner in crime.

“At home, she’s not feeling well,” Leah informed her as she finished putting her socks on before proceeding to shove her football boots on.

“Awh, shucks,” Kyra huffed before proceeding to be a pest and attempting to climb on Steph.

“Ah, Kyra! Get off!” Steph groaned, swatting her away, “You absolute pest!”

“So, who’s Monkey at home with now? I’m shocked if you’ve left her alone,” Lia wondered.

Leah finished lacing up her boots before looking at the older girl, “Elle.”

Beth let out a low whistle, “Ooft, wonder how that’ll go.”

“I know,” Leah muttered, “She was already a bit overwhelmed just making pancakes with Buddy this morning, and now she’s got Monkey to handle too. But I didn’t have many options, and I certainly wasn’t about to leave Monkey alone in the state she’s in.”

“Get away, pest,” Steph continued to bet Kyra’s face away from her own, “That bad, huh?” She questioned.

Leah hesitated before sighing, “She spent the majority of this morning huddled up on the bathroom floor. I hate to see her like this,” She admitted, her voice quieter.

Lia frowned, “It can’t be easy.”

Leah nodded, exhaling heavily, “And to top it off, Buddy and Elle attempted to make pancakes this morning. Attempted being the keyword there.”

“Well hopefully things can get only better now, right?” Beth questioned with a faint smile.

Before Leah could answer Beth, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out, glancing at the caller ID before answering warily, “Hey, Jords, what’s up?”

“Le, I really hate to do this and I’m so sorry but I’m not going to be able to take Buddy this weekend,” Jordan said, her voice tight with stress, “My mum just called–my dad’s been rushed to the hospital. I need to go home for a few days.”

Leah’s stomach dropped, “Shit. Yeah, of course. Is he okay?”

“I… I don’t know,” Jordan admitted, exhaling heavily, “I’d have loved to have taken Buddy with me, but I don’t think sitting in a hospital waiting room would be much fun for her.”

“Of course, I get it,” Leah said, her tone softening, “Don’t even worry about it, Jords. Just focus on your dad, yeah?”

“I’ll make it up to her, I promise,” Jordan murmured.

Leah shook her head before realising Jordan couldn’t see her, “It’s fine, Jords. This is way more important. Buddy will understand.”

“Are you sure?” Jordan hesitated.

“Yeah, of course,” Leah assured her, “Safe travels, alright?”

Jordan let out a quiet sigh of relief, “Thanks, Le. Give the girls a big hug from me?”

“I will,” Leah promised, “Take care, Jords.”

“You too,” Jordan mumbled before hanging up.

Leah stared at her phone for a beat, sighing before slipping it back into her pocket.

“Bad news?” Lia asked, concern evident in her voice.

“Yeah,” Leah ran a hand through her hair, “Jords’ dad’s in the hospital. I don’t know the exact details, but it’s serious.”

“Shit,” Beth muttered, eyes widening.

“I know,” Leah nodded, “Obviously, she can’t take Buddy now, not with everything going on. She feels awful, but I’ve told her to not worry, but well, easier said than done I guess…”

Steph frowned, “Mate, that’s awful. I hope he’s alright.”

“Me too,” Leah exhaled again, rubbing her temples.

“I’ll text her in a bit and check on her,” Beth added.

Lia hesitated before remembering something, “Wait… Don’t you and Elle have plans tonight? Valentine’s date night?”

Leah’s eyes widened in realisation, “Oh, shit– I completely forgot!”

“What are you gonna do?” Beth asked.

“I… I don’t know,” Leah admitted in a bit of a panic, “I mean, I could ask my mum, but that means rushing Buddy back from preschool, and it’s just a hassle… Shit, I’m gonna have to cancel.”

“No, don’t be daft. I’m free tonight– I can babysit if you want,” Beth offered casually.

Leah blinked, “You wouldn’t mind? What about plans with Viv?”

“Viv’s in Manchester. It’s just me and Roo tonight,” Beth reassured her, “What’s easier–us coming to yours, or Buddy staying with us?”

Leah thought for a moment before deciding, “Would you mind coming to mine? It’s not just Buddy I’m worried about–Monkey’s been so unwell, and I don’t want to drag her out of the house.”

“Not a problem. Just let me know what time,” Beth agreed easily, “I know that Roo will be so excited to see her cousins.”

“Yeah, Buddy was asking me about when she would see Roo on the way to preschool, so she’ll be ecstatic,” Leah told her blonde friend.

“Auntie Bethy to the rescue, eh?” Steph teased.“More like life saviour,” Leah muttered, already feeling a little lighter.

Leah sighed as she pulled into the preschool car park, feeling a sense of deja vu as she rubbed her temples. At least she wouldn’t have to endure another awkward encounter with your teacher after what you had said this morning.

That was a small win.

Stepping inside, she scanned the room for you, only to be met with a frown instead of your usual excited greeting.

“What ou’ doin’ ‘ere?” You questioned, tilting your head to the side, “S’posed to be Mama’s weekend!”

Leah crouched down, brushing a stray curl from your face, “I know, Bubba, but there’s been a slight change of plan. Granddad isn’t very well so Mama has had to go see him.”

“G’anddad not feelin’ good?” You repeated, confused.

“That’s right,”

“Why I no go wif’ her? I wan’ see G’anddad,”

“Not this time I’m afraid, but there’ll be other times, won’t there?”

You pursed your lips, processing the information. Then as if remembering something far more important, you gasped and grabbed at Leah’s arm.

“Mummy, ‘ook! ‘Ook, ‘ook, ‘ook!” You tugged at Leah’s trouser leg, “I got a poorly knee, jus’ like ou’ now! See? No football for me!”

Leah blinked in surprise as you proudly lifted your trousers slightly, revealing a small but dramatic-looking graze on your knee, covered by a Peppa Pig plaster.

“Oh, Bubba,” Leah cooed, smiling softly, “What happened?”

You puffed out your chest, “I falled over outside. But it’ okay do’ I was b’ave, Mummy! I didn’ cry!”

“You didn’t?” Leah chuckled, pressing a light kiss to your forehead, “Brave girl, Bubba. Though, I think I still win. My knee was a bit worse than yours, don’t you think?”

You hummed, tapping your chin in thought before shaking your head, “Nuh-uh. Mine’s worser.”

“Oh is that right?” Leah laughed, scooping you up onto her hip, “Right then, little miss Drama Queen, let’s get you home.”

“I home again! I ‘ere!” You shouted, barreling through the front door without a care in the world. The sound of your voice immediately alerted Tater-Tot, who came rushing toward you, barking excitedly, "Ello' Tate-Tot!" You giggled, dropping to your knees to greet the excited pup.

"Quietly, Bubba," Leah hushed, wincing at your sheer volume as she followed you inside, "Monkey might still be asleep."

You gasped dramatically, "Still? Monks' bein' lazy!"

"She's carrying a baby, and it's hard work doing that," Leah chuckled, shutting the front door behind you both, "She's allowed to be a little bit lazy on this occasion."

Before you could respond, Elle appeared in the hallway hearing to noise you were making.

"Well hello there, I thought I heard your voice, little miss," Elle teased,

"Ello' Elle!" You beamed a smile at the American woman who appeared in the hallway, "I 'ere!"

Elle smirked, exchanging a confused glance with Leah, "What happened? I thought Jordan was having her tonight..."

Leah exhaled a sigh, rubbing her forehead, "There's been a slight change of plans. Luckily, Beth is coming round with Roo to keep an eye on both of the girls so we can still go out."

"I see," Elle nodded in understanding, "Well, I'm going to head back home to get ready for our date night and you can tell me what happened," She exchanged a brief kiss with Leah before she slipped her coat on.

Leah hummed in agreement, "And you can tell me all about how you're day went with my eldest," She grinned, eager to know how it went, "I'll see you in a bit. Pick you up at 6?"

"It's a date," Elle winked, heading out the front door, "See you later, Buddy!"

You waved to the woman, "Bye, Elle!"

Just as Elle left the house, Leah caught your wrist gently before you attempted to zoom off into the living room, "Ah, ah. Shoes off before you run into the living room," She told you.

You huffed dramatically but obeyed, attempting to take the off yourself, "I can' do it!" After a few seconds of struggling, you flopped down on the bottom step with an exaggerated whine, "Mummy! I need 'elp with them. Ou' do it. Dey' too hard!"

Leah crouched down, expertly undoing the velcro straps before placing your trainers neatly by the door, "That better?" She teased.

"Much better. Thank ou' very much!" You said, nodding in satisfaction before springing to your feet and racing into the living room, "Monks' I 'ere!"

Monkey groaned, lifting her head from the sofa cushion, "I know, I can hear you from outside," She muttered, sarcastically.

Giggling, you scrambled to sit on the sofa, all but collapsing against her, "I tired now."

"Must be a hard time being at preschool all day?" Monkey smirked, ruffling your hair.

"It hard!" You pouted, slouching and making yourself comfy against your favourite person, "An' I got a poorly knee. I jus' like Mummy now! I even got a p'aster!"

Monkey gasped, eyes widening in mock horror, "What? No way! Lemme see?"

You rolled your trouser leg up slightly and pointed dramatically at the Peppa Pig plaster, "See? I no play football now. Jus' like Mummy!"

"Ooft," Monkey let out a low whistle, "That does look bad. I reckon we'll have to chop your leg off, you know?"

"What? Nooo!" Your eyes widened in sudden fear, darting to look at Leah who had just walked into the living room, "Mummy, I no want it to be chopped off! I no wan' that!"

"What?" Leah asked confused about what was going on.

"Monks' said she might 'ave to chop m' leg off, but I don' wan' dat'!" Your bottom lip wobbled and you were near the point of tears, "Don' let her chop it off, Mummy!"

Leah shot Monkey an unimpressed look, "Monkey," She said warningly.

"It was too easy," Monkey grinned, holding her hands up in mock surrender.

Leah tutted, shaking her head, before she turned to look at you, "Monkey was only messing around with you, Bubba. She doesn't mean that," She assured you.

You still continued to look at Leah with wide eyes, "No chop it off?"

"Nobody's chopping your leg off, Bubba," Leah confirmed the sentence, mock-glaring at Monkey, "Don't say things like that to her. You know she takes it literally."

It was your turn to glare at Monkey before using your small hand to hit her on the arm, "Mean Monkey!"

"Ow," Monkey whined, rubbing the spot on her arm where you hit her, "No, Buddy--Mum! She's hitting me!"

"Hey, no," Leah was quick to de-escalate the situation, fixing you with her 'Mum' look, "Buddy, no, we don't hit."

"She bein' mean do'!" You whined, continuing to glare at Monkey.

"Monkey was being silly," Leah explained gently, "But it doesn't make it okay to hit her, alright? You know that we don't hit."

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Even when she's bein' a meanie?"

"Yes, even when she's being a meanie," Leah agreed, before looking at your favourite person, "Your big sister is a wind up sometimes, but she'll stop now, won't you?"

"Yeah, yeah," Monkey huffed, her fun being spoilt, but it was nice for Leah to see her usual cheekiness make an appearance again, "I thought Buddy was going to Mama's this weekend?" She asked, just as confused as Elle was.

Leah's expression softened slightly, "Granddad's in the h-o-s-p-i-t-a-l," She spelt out carefully, avoiding the actual word so you wouldn't get scared, "Mama had to go home to be with him."

Monkey's smirk vanished instantly, her eyes widening in concern, "What happened?"

Leah hesitated, glancing between you and Monkey. She didn't necessarily want to panic either of you, but she also wasn't quite sure what to say, "Mama's gone to be with him," She said carefully, keeping her voice steady, "I'm sure it's nothing serious..."

Monkey's frown deepened, "But if it's not serious, why'd she have to go back so quickly?"

Leah swallowed hard, "Nothing gets past you sometimes, does it?" She joked, trying to keep the conversation light, "She just wants to be there. You know what she's like."

Monkey didn't look at all convinced but nodded slowly. Leah could see the gears turning in her head, the same way she always did when she was worried but trying not to show it. And you--well, you were still half-clinging to Monkey, your little brow furrowed in confusion.

"I make a card for G'anddad to make him feel better!" You declared.

"I'm sure he will love that, Bubba," Leah smiled softened as she opened her arms, "C'mere, you two."

Monkey barely had time to react before Leah pulled both of you into a tight hug, squeezing you close. You weren't keen on it, trying to wriggle to break free while Monkey melted in Leah's embrace, her head resting against Leah's shoulder.

"Mummy, ou' squeezin' me too tight!" You whined, trying to get out of her reach.

"This hug is a special one from Mama," Leah murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

You blinked up at her, puzzled, "Why a hug from Mama?"

Lea forced a small smile, trying to keep her own emotions in check, "Well, because she misses you both so much," She said softly, her arms tightening around you both, "And she wanted me to squeeze you extra tightly."

You continued to wriggle in Leah's arms, "Squeezy hug!"

Leah laughed, but Monkey wasn't fooled. She didn't say anything, just hugged Leah a little tighter. Leah exhaled slowly, rubbing soothing circles on both of your backs.

"Alright," Leah murmured after a moment, "Auntie Beth and Roo are coming round tonight so who wants pizza for dinner?"

Your eyes lit up at them words, "Me! Me! I wan' pizza!"

"Of course you want it," Leah grinned, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face, "Monkey, you feeling up to eat now?"

Monkey shrugged her shoulders, "I guess so. The baby has stopped me makin' me feel like crap, finally."

Your eyes widened as you dramatically gasped, "Ou' swore, Monks'!"

"Bite me, you little worm," Monkey grumbled, rolling her eyes.

"I no a worm! Dat' mean!" You huffed, glaring back at your older sister.

Monkey smirked, "You look like one."

"No, I don'--" You started to speak until you're cut off.

"Girls, enough," Leah looked between you with a pointed look, "Just one day. One day were you two don't argue, that's all I'm asking for."

"She started it," Monkey mumbled, "Why is Beth comin' round? I can take care of Buddy by myself!"

Leah scoffed, shaking her head, "Absolutely not."

"You don't trust me?" Monkey pretended to act faux-offended.

"Nope, not one bit," Leah didn't hesitate to agree, playfully poking her on the nose, "You've been feeling rotten all day, and I'm not taking any chances. I don't want you to be left on your own."

Monkey huffed, "Do I have a say in this?"

Leah gave your favourite person a pointed look, "Just spare me the peace of mind this time, please?"

"Fine," Monkey reluctantly agreed, slumping her shoulders.

"Monkey! That'll be Beth and Roo--Can you let them in please?" Leah called from upstairs where she was finishing getting ready, leaving your big sister the task to answer the front door.

There was no response.

Leah finished adjusting her earrings, "Monkey?"

Still, nothing.

"Forget it, I'll just do it myself," Leah muttered to herself, standing up from the dressing table and heading down the stairs, "Monkey? Did you not hear me shoutin' you?"

"Huh?" Monkey blinked up at her, sprawled out on the sofa, absentmindedly scrolling her phone while you sat at your little table, crafting the perfect get-well-soon-card for Jordan's dad.

Leah exhaled a sigh, shaking her head, "Never mind," She headed for the front door, opening it just as an excited Rory practically launched herself forward.

"Auntie Le! Auntie Le!" Rory squealed, throwing her arms around Leah's waist, "Where's Buddy?"

"Hiya, Roo!" Leah crouched down, engulfing the five-year-old in a quick hug, "She's in the living room, just go on through."

Rory didn't need to be told twice, dashing off into the living room to find you.

Beth lingered in the doorway, smirking as she eyed Leah up and down, "Wit woo, don't you scrub up well. I bet Elle doesn't realise how lucky she is."

"Oh, stop it," Leah chuckled, but her cheeks tinged red all the same, "Thanks again for tonight. You're a life saviour!"

"Eh, what're Aunties for?" Beth grinned, waving her off, "I know you would do the same for me if I needed help, besides, who can resist hanging out with my two favourite nieces?" She asked, walking into the living room.

"Personally I'd prefer Wally," Monkey piped up into the conversation with a cheeky grin on her face.

"Rude," Beth gasped in mock offence, "I'm glad to see you're feeling better. Your mums' been frantic about you all day," She told her.

"I'm alright, it's just my delightful child makin' me feel proper miserable and sick," Monkey groaned, resting a hand on her belly, "My own fault, ain't it? Should've known better..."

Beth chuckled as she patted her on the shoulder, "We live and learn by our mistakes. This baby will be the making of you, I'm sure!" She insisted, grinning, "So, have you thought of any names yet?"

"Oh yeah, sure. Devil child, Spawn of Satan, Gremlin, and my personal favourite, Rugrat," Monkey smirked playfully, "Which do you like the best?"

Leah shot her a look, "Monkey."

Beth just laughed, shaking her head.

Leah checked the time, "Right, I'd better head off and pick up Elle--"

Before she could finish, you looked up from where you were busy making the card, "Where ou' goin', Mummy?"

"Me and Elle have dinner plans tonight, remember, Bubba?" Leah reminded you gently, crouching down to meet your level.

"An' me come too?" You looked at her somewhat hopeful.

"No, Bubba. It'll just be me and Elle tonight," Leah shook her head in disagreement, "but you're going to stay here with Monkey, Auntie Beth and Roo, that'll be fun, won't it?"

Your face immediately dropped, "No! I wan' come wif' ou'."

"You can't tonight, Bubba," Leah tried her luck, but you weren't having any of it.

"Nooo," You whined, dragging out the word as your eyes filled with tears, "P'ease Mummy. I wan' stay with ou'. I wan' come!"

Leah exhaled a sigh, already knowing she was fighting a losing battle. She rubbed a hand over her face before releting, "Okay, you can come with me, Bubba."

As she grabbed her phone, she sent a quick text to Elle.

Going to be running a bit late to pick you up, babe. I'll explain when I get there x

Elle's reply came through fast.

No problem. See you when you get here ❤️

Leah pocketed her phone and looked down at you, who now sat happily on the floor, none the wiser to the chaos you were about to bring to dinner.

Now she just had to make sure that you didn't cause too much chaos at the restaurant...

Easier said than done.

"Let's just hope that the fancy restaurant has chicken nuggets now, eh?" Beth joked, amusement clear in her voice.

"That's the least of my worries,"Leah huffed, running a hand through her hair, "Right, Bubba, we need to choose something for you to wear--quickly."

"I wan' match with ou'!" You said determinedly.

Leah exhaled but smiled, "Okay then, that's simple enough. Let's go and see what we can find," she rushed you upstairs into your room to find an outfit that was somewhat similar to her own before helping you get changed.

"I 'ook like ou' now, Mummy!" You giggled, twirling around.

"You do, don't you? My little mini-me," Leah grinned, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead, "Right, come on--say bye to Auntie Beth, Roo and Monkey and then we need to get goin' to go and pick Elle up."

"Buh-bye!" You chirped, waving enthusiastically.

"Good luck," Beth called after Leah with a smirk.

Leah let out a dry chuckle, "Thanks I might need it," She glanced at Monkey, giving her a pointed look, "And thanks again for being here... Monkey might not admit it but she does need people around her."

"It’s okay Auntie Le I will give Monkey lots of cuddles!" Rory declared proudly.

"Thank you, Roo, you're the best girl," Leah smiled, ruffling Rory's curls before giving Monkey one last look firm look, "Don't give Beth a hard time. Order whatever you want on my card--just don't go too wild."

Monkey smirked, watching Leah and you walk out the front door, "No promises."

An hour later than Leah should have been, with a quick stop at the florist on the way, Leah finally pulled up outside Elle's flat. She gave the horn a quick beep to let her know she was outside.

Originally, she'd planned to get out and hand Elle the bouquet herself, but that was a little tricky now--with you happily settled in the backseat, swinging your legs and humming along to the music.

"Mummy?" You piped up as the previous song ended, "Can we listen to Norf' London Forever again?"

Leah sighed but smiled, "Okay, Bubba."

The familiar tune started up again, and within moments, Elle appeared at her front door, making her way toward the car.

"Hello, babe," Elle greeted, leaning down slightly as Leah rolled down the window.

"Hi, love," Leah offered an apologetic smile before leaning over to unlock the door, "Sorry I'm a bit late..."

Before Elle could respond, your little voice piped up from the back, "Hi, Elle!" You chirped, waving your hand excitedly.

Elle blinked in surprise, turning her head toward you, "Hi, little miss."

You beamed, practically bouncing in your seat, "I'm comin' to dinner wif' ou' and mummy!" You pointed proudly at your clothes, "Me an' Mummy matchin' too!"

Elle playfully gasped, "Are you? Wow!"

Leah gave Elle another small, sheepish chuckle, "I'm sorry. There were almost tears as I was about to leave, and well, I just thought this would be easier."

Elle slid into the passenger seat with a grin, waving Leah off, "Babe, it's fine. I get it. You have kids--These things happen. It'll be fun to have a little dinner guest tonight."

Leah exhaled in relief, "Yeah, I... I guess so," She gestured to the bouquet sitting beside her, "I got you flowers. Would've come to the door, but, well..." She tilted her head toward the backseat with a knowing smirk.

Elle glanced at the bouquet and smiled, leaning over to press a quick kiss to Leah's cheek, "I appreciate the thought either way," She paused, turning back around to face you, "Now, miss Buddy, what's it gonna be tonight? Nuggets or spaghetti?"

Leah groaned, already knowing the answer.

"Spaghettiiiii!" You cheered, throwing your hands up in the air.

Elle laughed, "Let's hope they have colouring sheets in the restaurant."

Leah could already tell--this was going to be a very eventful dinner.

“Elle! Ook at m’ picture!” You exclaim, glancing at the American woman in excitement, “See? It’ a dino’daur!”

Elle leaned in, eyes widening in mock amazement, “Wow, that’s some great colouring in, little miss. It’s very purple. Is that your favourite colour?”

“Nooo. M’ favourite colour is red!” You declared proudly.

“Really? No surprise there,” Elle smirked, glancing at Leah, “I wonder why, huh?”

Leah rolled her eyes but grinned, “Takes after me, of course…” She took a bite of her food before shifting the conversation, “So, how was it, just you and Monkey?”

Elle winced, "Well... It wasn't terrible."

Leah groaned, already bracing herself, “Oh, God. I’m so sorry if she was rude or difficult–I told her to be nice. I swear, that girl sometimes–”

“We watched Shrek,” Elle interrupted simply, cutting up a piece of her dinner.

Leah blinked, “Oh?”

“Yeah. She seemed really set on watching it, and who am I to deny a Shrek marathon?” Elle teased, shrugging her shoulders as she popped a forkful of food in her mouth.

Leah squinted, “Wait. So she actually sat through all of them with you?”

“Yep,” Elle agreed.

“What? All four?” Leah questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Uh-huh,” Elle smirked, “And wow. I did not realise she knows every word by heart.”

Leah sighed but chuckled, “Yeah… she’s been obsessed since she was, like, nine. Probably even before that.”

“Monks’ loves Shrek!” You perked up, beaming.

“Does she?” Elle gasped playfully, “Well that is good to know. I guess I’ve got an easy gift idea for her birthday then. When is it?”

“Not until May,” Leah answered, taking a sip of her drink.

Elle nodded, filing that way, “A couple of months, then. And what about you, little miss Buddy? When’s your birthday?”

“I don’ know,” You frowned, tongue poking out slightly as you focused on your picture, “I don’ remember…”

Leah smiled knowingly, reaching over to brush a stray strand of your hair out of your face, “Yes you do, silly. It’s in April, isn’t it?”

Your eyes lit up, “Oh yeah! I wan’ a fishy!”

Elle raised an eyebrow, glancing between you and Leah, “A fishy?”

Leah looked just as surprised about your words, “This is the first I’ve heard about it.”

“I wan’ a fishy!” You nodded enthusiastically, “An’ I call it… Fishy!”

“That is very original,” Elle grinned.

“I think you’re looking for the word… Creative,” Leah murmured, amused.

Elle leaned forward slightly, “And how old are you going to be this birthday?”

“I be four! I be a big girl!” You straightened in your seat, puffing out your chest, “Monks’ said when I four I can hold Rugrat when she’s born!”

“Oh, is that right?” Elle smiled in amusement.

You nodded fastly, “Uh huh! I be a big girl!” You insisted.

Leah nodded, “That’s right, Bubba, and you’ll be starting primary school this year.”

“Yeah!” Your excitement doubled, “I goin’ big school!”

Elle chuckled, “Big girl indeed.”

“Don’t remind me,” Leah sighed dramatically, “Feels like she was just a baby yesterday. Now she’s asking for a fish named… Fishy.”

“Well, hey, at least she knows what she wants,” Elle smirked, shrugging her shoulders, “A fish is easy enough, right?”

Leah scoffed, “You say that now, but give it a few weeks– I’ll be the one feeding it, cleaning the tank, and making sure it doesn’t die.”

“Nooo!” Your brows furrowed in determination, “I won’ forget, Mummy! I be a big girl. I look after Fishy all m’self!”

Elle nodded solemnly, “Well I don’t know about you,” She glanced at Lea briefly, “But I think that sounds very responsible, little miss.”

Leah snorted, “Try saying that when she’s demanding spaghetti for every meal and refusing to go to bed.”

“I like dis’ ‘ghetti. it so yummy!” You exclaimed, poking at your half-eaten plate.

“I can tell with how much you have around your face, Bubba,” Leah joked, reaching for a napkin to wipe your face, looking at Elle, “So, besides Monkey forcing you into a Shrek marathon, was she… okay?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Elle hesitated before nodding, “She was really quiet at first–Like, barely said a word. But once Shrek started, she didn’t stop talking. She’s passionate about it, huh?”

Leah smiled softly, “Always has been. I was wary about leaving her… She doesn’t open up to people easily.”

“I wasn’t expecting to say too much to me to be honest,” Elle admitted quietly, “But she’s alright, y’know? I get why she’d be guarded, but… She’s a good kid.”

“Yeah, she is,” Leah exhaled, nodding, “She’s been through a lot. But from the moment I met her… I just knew. She’s mine.”

Elle’s expression softened, “She’s lucky to have you as her Momma. They both are.”

Leah glanced down, almost bashful, “Thank you.”

“Mummy! Elle! ‘Ook! Dino’daur all done!” You exclaimed, holding up your masterpiece with bright, eager eyes.

Leah gasped dramatically, clapping her hands, “Wow, Bubba. That is so amazing!”

Elle nodded enthusiastically, “That’s great, little miss!”

“We’ll put it on the fridge when we get home so everyone can see, yeah?” Leah suggested with a genuine smile on her face.

Your whole face lit up as you bounced excitedly, “Yeah, yeah, yeah!”

Your little body grew heavier as the evening went on, exhaustion creeping in despite your best efforts to stay awake. You fought it at first, shifting in your seat and rubbing at your eyes, but eventually, you gave up, letting out a tiny whimper as you reached for Leah.

“M’ tired, Mummy,” You mumbled, your voice muffled as you climbed onto her lap without any hesitation.

Leah barely reacted, simply adjusting her posture so you could settle against her properly, “I know, Bubba,” She murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as she wrapped an arm around you, “I guess that pudding is off the menu then,” She added in a quiet tone of voice.

Elle smiled softly, watching as you rested your head on Leah’s shoulder, your tiny fists clutching a tight hold of her shirt, “Well, I think that’s our sign to call it a night,” She said lightly.

“Yeah, I think so,” Leah sighed, shifting to glance at the time before nodding, “I think it’s time to get my Bubba to bed,” She agreed, rubbing gentle circles into your back.

Carefully, Leah stood up, keeping you securely in her arms as the three of you made your way back out to the car. You barely stirred, already half-asleep as Leah carried you out to the car. The gentle rocking of her steps and the warmth of her embrace lulled you further, and by the time she buckled you into your car seat, your eyes were struggling to stay open.

“Little miss must be pretty wiped out,” Elle slid into the passenger seat as Leah got behind the wheel, glancing back at you with a soft smile, “She’s already out,” She whispered.

Leah glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled softly, “Didn’t even last five minutes,” She murmured.

The drive to Elle’s place was quiet, filled with the occasional soft hum of the music and the rhythmic sound of the tyres beneath them. Leah kept one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on the gearstick as she glanced at Elle.

“You know, you’ve really won Buddy over,” Leah murmured, nodding toward the backseat where you were fast asleep, “Usually she’s a bit sceptical of people.”

Elle smiled softly, turning her head to look at you, “Yeah?” She asked, her voice gentle.

Leah nodded, a smirk tugging at her lips, “Mhm, I think you won her over with the colouring. You might be stuck with us now.”

“I wouldn’t mind that,” Elle chuckled, reaching over to squeeze Leah’s hand briefly, “Your kids are both pretty great.”

“And full of attitude, too,” Leah snorted, glancing at the rearview mirror again to check you were still asleep, “I reckon she’ll have you wrapped around her little finger soon enough.”

Elle laughed, not failing to hide her amusement, “I don’t think I will mind that too much. She’s pretty adorable.”

The car fell into a comfortable silence again, the warmth of the moment lingering between them as Leah continued the drive, a small smile still playing on her lips.

Leah pulled up outside Elle’s apartment, turning to look at her, “Thanks for tonight,” She said genuinely, leaning over to exchange a soft kiss with her girlfriend.

“Of course,” Elle smiled, “Thank you for letting me hang out with you and little miss. I had fun colouring in,” She teased before nodding towards you, “Get her home safe, yeah?”

Leah chuckled, “Always.”

After Elle disappeared inside, Leah drove home, taking extra care not to hit any bumps that might wake you up. Parking in her spot on the driveway, Leah heard the faint hum of the TV background noise, cradling you close as she moved through the familiar routine of putting you to bed.

“You’re back,” Beth whispered, turning her head from where she was sat on the sofa, Rory was curled up on her lap asleep while Leah looked further into the room to notice Monkey curled up on the other side of the sofa, snoring softly, “How’d the date night go with the gatecrasher?” She joked.

“It wasn’t the worst,” Leah answered back quietly, shifting you in her arms slightly, “Has everything been okay here tonight?”

“Yeah, yeah, it was fine. Roo and Monkey have just been watching movies, I guess they must have not been that good if they’re both asleep,” Beth grinned, shaking her head, “Too much excitement that she fell asleep?” She joked, motioning to you fast asleep in Leah’s arms.

“Definitely,” Leah smirked, peering down at you as you started to stir slightly, “I’m gonna get her settled in bed before she wakes up,” Continuing her way up the stairs to your room, she changed you into your pyjamas with practised ease, tucking you in with Mr. Bear beside you, “Sweet dreams, Bubba,” She whispered, smiling as you stirred slightly, curling deeper into your duvet.

Later that night, as Leah lay in bed winding down, she found herself scrolling through her phone as she landed on the picture from earlier that morning, dressed in your Arsenal dressing gown and clutching the bouquet of roses you’d given her with a sleepy, proud smile.

Within minutes, the comments started rolling in, but Leah wasn’t paying attention anymore. She was already curled up in bed, ready for sleep, knowing that by morning, you would be up bright and early, chattering away as if you hadn’t practically fallen asleep through dinner.

But she wouldn’t have it any other way.

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