[once at the nursery where Brad kept Magica...]
Westley: [was tasked to look after Magica while Brad was away] Oh, Sir Starlight! Ur bk [sees Peepers n saluted] C-Commander Peepers, sir!
Peepers: At ease, soldier
Brad: :) How has Magica been?
Westley: Pretty lively, eheheh... [gestured at the toys he had been tossed ard like a hurricane just hit] ^^;;
Magica: Nyu~~ ^w^
Brad: o.o Whoa.
Peepers: Heheh, kids. Ur dismissed, Westley. We'll take it from here
Westley: Sir, yes, sir! [leaves the room]
Brad: (came over to Magica) :) Hey, sweetie.
Magica: Nyu~~ [crawled towards Brad]
Peepers: Wow, he can crawl already? I definitely hv been missing out
Brad: (nod) He's been learning. (picks up Magica)
Magica: [playing Brad's locks n giggled] M... Ma... Mama...
Brad: :O Wh-wha...?
Peepers: Woah, his first words :O
Magica: Mama... :D
Brad: ... ;( Yes...I'm your mama... (hugged him close)
Magica: [giggled as he was hugged, then noticed Peepers n stared at him for a bit]
Peepers: Uhh... Eheheh... [looked away awkwardly, not sure how to react to Magica staring at him]
Brad: ...You'd like to hold him?
Peepers: Umm... Well... If he's OK with me...
Brad: (looked at Magica) :) You want to be held by Mr. Peepers, sweetie?
Magica: [stared at Peepers for a bit more before reaching a little at Peepers]
Brad: (slowly gave Magica to Peepers)
Peepers: [was a little unsure, bt slowly n tentatively he reached out to hold Magica]
Magica: [still stared at Peepers while being held]
Peepers: Uhh... Why is he staring at me like tht...?
Brad: Not sure...? (think)
Magica: [stared a little longer before he finally had a big smile, as if he finally recognized Peepers] P... Papa...
Peepers: O_O W-Wait, wat?
Brad: (flushed a little) Oh boy.
Magica: Papa... :D
Peepers: Umm... Eheheh, sorry, kiddo, I'm not ur Papa ^^;;
Magica: P... Papa...? :(
Brad: Well, not yet anyways, but w-we'll see. (blush)
Peepers: Heh, yeah (blush) [hands Magica bk to Brad] Here ya go
Magica: Nyu~ ^w^ Mama!
Brad: (hug)
Peepers: Well... I best be going now. I'll let u knw abt our... umm... date
Brad: (blush) A-alright, yeah.
Peepers: (blush) Right, cya then... [slowly took his leave, walking out of the room before taking a deep sigh of relief] Now, where is tht damn zbornak n my papers... [went off to search for Sylvia]
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