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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Duo + Wu Fei + Stephen + Helen Notes: Challenge 82. Baby Series 3 #6. Takes place
two hours after Roses.
A Handful “He is very forward.” Duo glanced up from the report laid out in front of him. Wu Fei was seated before the hearth, soaking in the heat and keeping Stephen from finding his way into the fire. The toddler was on his feet, bouncing as he clutched the coffee table, giggling for all he was worth before taking two or three quick steps and landing on his butt. So far he had repeated this game three times in the last few minutes and did not seem to be tiring of it. “How do you mean, forward?” “Advanced. He is not quite one and he can take up to a half dozen steps, admittedly they are shaky steps and he does not stand from sitting, instead pulling himself up furniture, but most children I have observed performing this behaviour are older.” “He chooses to crawl most of the time, but with all the helpful Uncles how could he be behind?” Helen commented. “So long as you don’t encourage him to the point he tries something his young bones are not yet ready for, I have no objections. You might want to try reading him books. Colour recognition, simple words, that sort of thing.” Duo blinked. “Isn’t he too young for that?” “No, I do not believe he is. He is a very bright child.” Helen set her knitting on her knee, the brilliant yellow wool contrasting to her dark blue dress. “He has already drawn a number of comments on the advancement of his activities for his age. To hold him back from learning could result in needless difficulties later.” Wu Fei nodded. “I remember at school I was considered a handful. I would complete the work my fellow students were struggling with and I would grow bored waiting for them. I had nothing to do and mischief was something I found came easily to me.” Helen chuckled softly. “I can well imagine you would have been a handful, Mr. Chang. No doubt your temper was as quick to spark then as it is now. I’ll thank you kindly not to encourage Stephen in that regard. Keep him learning, keep him interested and keep him calm.” “He’s bright as a button and not much gets past him.” Duo beamed. “Much like his father,” Helen murmured, considering the complex pattern of her work and sighing on discovering a mistake in the design. “I have been informed by Pagan that His Majesty was the same; bright to a fault, into everything and considerably advanced for his years.” Duo eyed the bright yellow of the small garment Helen was making. “Ahm, what exactly are you knitting?” “A jumper for Stephen. Something to keep him warm without being too warm as the weather improves. I don’t knit well, I’m afraid. This yellow is bright enough I should be able to spot the escapee and not have to send out an alert. He’ll be a handful by the time spring arrives.” ~ * ~ |
