Page 41 of Legends and Longing

Ha.

Daddy groaned out loud. “Oh…yes…hugs and wiggles are very…different.”

I was sooo funny I laughed and laughed, but that meant Daddy had to hold me tight and I got to wiggle more. Master thought Daddy’s groans were funny too but he pretended to roll his eyes. “Trust me sometimes.”

Nope.

Daddy had to poke and poke because Daddy didn’t understand stuff. That was why he got me, though. Big me worried and worried, but little me knew the fates saw my Daddies needed help. Someone like Wren or Klynn would’ve made Daddy and Master even grumpier, so the fates found me.

I might’ve been far-far away but I’d come to give them someone to be nice to.

“It was not a matter of trust. I just…I just did not understand the implication and you were very stern.” Daddy liked wiggles too but he had to poke Master. “A more obvious response would have been…helpful.”

Master didn’t want to be helpful.

He’d wanted me to wiggle on Daddy.

“I was trying to be polite but it seems our boy is doing what is called, testing the limits.” Happies were still coming, but Master pretended to look serious. “He and I will have a discussion on that another time.”

Oh…I knew that one.

I whispered to Daddy. “He’s gonna spank my bottom ‘cause I wiggled it on him.”

I’d wiggled my bottom and made him sparkly happy.

“Oh.” Daddy seemed like he was worried but his string was showing happies too. “Well, actions…actions have consequences.”

He knew.

“I’m your good boy, Daddy.” I gave him cheek kisses so he didn’t think he had to spank me. Daddy was the cuddly kind and Master was my spanking kind. “We’ll play toys and have treats and…and stuff.”

Other stuff.

Daddy watched me close. “Naughty stuff?”

“Nooo…” Just other stuff. I tried not to wiggle that time but my squirmies escaped. “There’s just other stuff we can play.”

Daddy and little stuff.

He made a thinking sound and gave me a cheek kiss. “I am going to like playing all kinds of games with you.”

Whew.

Daddy didn’t ask.

He liked knowing everything but I’d given him lots of everythings already.

“Did you bring your toys with you, little Earthling, or do we need to find new toys for you?” Master frowned and looked very thinky. “We have blocks and books.”

His frown got bigger. “We do not have enough toys.”

Why not?

“Humans needed to create more specific toy objects because they cannot make magical things that entertain young children.” Daddy wasn’t frowny when he was thinky. “I have seen many of our young children being distracted with objects around the home or magical…visual entertainment.”

Oh, Daddy found his frown.

“There has to be a word for that.” Daddy made grumbly sounds. “English has words for everything.”