Alex
I sit up in my bed with Ethan next to me, still asleep. However a moment later his alarm goes off and wakes him up. "Morning, love." I say to him as he sits up, he just hugs me, tired as hell. Thankfully Lucca slept all night. "Should we go wake the little gremlin or no?" Ethan shrugs before speaking. "We probably should go check on him, see if he's awake" I nod and we both get up and go to his room. Ethan peaks into the room and quickly waves me over. I look inside the room to see Lucca fully dressed in a T-shirt and shorts while on his tablet and sitting in the rocking chair. Ethan is the first to speak up. "Hey Lucca, how are you feeling?" Lucca looked up at us, a bit surprised as we walk in. "Fine, why?" He's not little..."Someone not feeling tiny today?" Lucca shook his head. "Not really. Anyways, why'd you ask?" I look over at him. "Well, we figured you'd at least have a headache from all the screaming and crying you did last night while we tried to get you to sleep after Dragon Tales ended." He looked down at the ground quickly, his cheeks a light pink. "Aww~" Ethan smiled, about to keep pressing but I shush him. "Do you wanna help us come cook breakfast?" He nods, hopping off the chair. Ethan walks ahead, I walk...but I feel a little tig on my sleeve, Lucca doesn't make eye contact but he silently asks to hold my hand. I take his smaller hand in mind and we walk to the kitchen. I sit him in a chair. "Okay, do you want to help or go watch cartoons sweet boy?" He pauses. He points at the living room and I nod. Ethan takes him into the living room, setting him up on the couch and turning on Bluey.
Lucca
I sit on the couch, wrapped in blankets, super cozy! Ethan had turned on Bluey even though I insisted I wasn't little. After a while of watching I see something awesome. I look to the kitchen, everyone's in there. "Dada! Daddy!!! Look! Look now!" I scream, wanting them to see. But they were busy and missed it! They come in a minute later..."What's up Luc-" I interrupt Daddy. "You missed it!" I scream and throw the remote to the end of the couch. Bad idea. Ethan looked over at the rest of the group as Daddy grabbed me and took me upstairs to my nursery. I get frustrated and cry and smack at him. This was a big deal! It was REALLY cool! "You better knock that off, right now." He said sternly. I get sat in my basinet. "Listen to me little one you do NOT throw a tantrum just because me and Ethan don't come look at something. Do you understand me?" I huff and pout, I HATE when he uses his teacher voice on me! "Look at me baby." I do, I try my best to hold eye contact but I'm not the best at it. "You don't need to hold eye contact. But you need to listen." I nod. "Why, why on earth did you think it was okay for you to throw the remote?" He says, a lot softer but still stern. I just shrug. "Cause I got mad..." He nods. "Do you think that was okay?" I shake my head no. He pats my head and picks me up. "Good boy. Now, do you want to go apologize to dada for being bratty?" I pause. I know I should. But I don't want to! I just nod. "Do you still feel big?" I shrug, mostly yes. But I don't feel like going little. Even though sometimes it's just involuntary. "If you say so sweetie. Now, let's go downstairs so you can apologize to Dada." We go back to the kitchen and I'm stood infront of Ethan. "Little Man here has something to say to you Ethan." I look up at him. I hold onto Daddy's hand. I mumble and apology. "Love, I can't hear you. Can you speak up please?" He kneels down to my level. I huff and try again. "I'm sorry!" Daddy nudged me. "Sorry for what kiddo?" I pause. "Sorry for being a brat and throwing the remote..." He patted my head and hugged me. "Thank you buddy, i forgive you." I smile as I hug him. I get sat down at the table. "Can I go watch Bluey?" Daddy shakes his head. "No baby, I know you apologized but that was still very rude earlier. No more Bluey until after breakfast." I huff but nod. It was pretty fair. Eventually we get to eat breakfast, I have waffles, bacon, sausage and eggs. I take a few bites, messy, but still bites. I eventually finish most of my food. I watch as everyone puts their plates into the sink. I am finally freed to the livingroom. I go to watch my show, but the girl, who's name i don't remember grabs the remote first. Changing the TV from Bluey to "The good doctor" I jump onto the couch and watch with her. I love this show!!! "No sir, not today. I know this episode and it's inappropriate." I pull away. "I'm not little! I can watch!" He shook his head. He puts me in a play room. "I don't want to play! I want to watch the good doctor!" I get a glare, the one glare that's labeled, from Daddy. "Do you want your TV privileges taken away? I'll do it, I am NOT opposed little boy." I pause and think, and inevitably apologize. "Sorry daddy..." I mumble.
"Think about for a while and we'll come back to talk about it. For now, you are not forgiven."