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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

*it’s kinda a mix of both, Max smiles and reachs up at Carlos* papa! pap!

C: What? Oh my god… Oh my god, Max, you’re so smart! Say it again! Say ‘Papa’!

papa! *he giggles, clapping his little hands and babbling slightly*

A: He’s so cute!

C: He is! *he reaches and takes the baby from Angie.* Angie,
go hop in the car. But go in the back seat this time – babies can’t be in the
front seat.

A: Okay, papa! *she gets up and starts to go for the car.*

*he stops giggling when he sees Angie start leaving* an-gee..! *he clings to Carlos’ coat and yawns*

*Carlos follows her and stands by the door, waiting for her to get buckled in. He then leans down to hand Max to her.* Here you go – make sure to hold onto him. I’ll drive slowly.

A: Okay, papa. *she smiles and holds her arms out for Max*

*he yawns again and tiredly clings to Angie, making seemingly random noises*

*Carlos gets into the driver’s seat and then starts the car before pulling away from the camp.* How’s he doing back there?

A: He looks a little sleepy, papa.

*he whimpers slightly and looks out the window as Carlos drives off* ..?

A: Oh, Maxy, it’s okay! Papa’s driving us to the store to get you lots of cool stuff!

C: Like diapers! Those are a must, I suppose. I wonder if they have small packs instead of the massive boxes… I hope so.

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

*it’s kinda a mix of both, Max smiles and reachs up at Carlos* papa! pap!

C: What? Oh my god… Oh my god, Max, you’re so smart! Say it again! Say ‘Papa’!

papa! *he giggles, clapping his little hands and babbling slightly*

A: He’s so cute!

C: He is! *he reaches and takes the baby from Angie.* Angie,
go hop in the car. But go in the back seat this time – babies can’t be in the
front seat.

A: Okay, papa! *she gets up and starts to go for the car.*

*he stops giggling when he sees Angie start leaving* an-gee..! *he clings to Carlos’ coat and yawns*

*Carlos follows her and stands by the door, waiting for her to get buckled in. He then leans down to hand Max to her.* Here you go – make sure to hold onto him. I’ll drive slowly.

A: Okay, papa. *she smiles and holds her arms out for Max*

*he yawns again and tiredly clings to Angie, making seemingly random noises*

*Carlos gets into the driver’s seat and then starts the car before pulling away from the camp.* How’s he doing back there?

A: He looks a little sleepy, papa.

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

*it’s kinda a mix of both, Max smiles and reachs up at Carlos* papa! pap!

C: What? Oh my god… Oh my god, Max, you’re so smart! Say it again! Say ‘Papa’!

papa! *he giggles, clapping his little hands and babbling slightly*

A: He’s so cute!

C: He is! *he reaches and takes the baby from Angie.* Angie,
go hop in the car. But go in the back seat this time – babies can’t be in the
front seat.

A: Okay, papa! *she gets up and starts to go for the car.*

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

*it’s kinda a mix of both, Max smiles and reachs up at Carlos* papa! pap!

C: What? Oh my god… Oh my god, Max, you’re so smart! Say it again! Say ‘Papa’!

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he
watches as Carlos runs off, sniffling slightly.. oh, oh no Max please
don’t- he starts crying, tightly holding onto Angies shirt*

A: Oh, Maxy! It’s okay! Papa’s gonna be back soon! *she
tries to gently bounce him, though with her size it quickly becomes a bit
difficult. She instead sits on a log and holds him close, still cooing at him.*
Papa’s just getting his car! Then we can go to the store and get you all sorts
of nice things! You know, daddy got me a blanket with science stuff on it for
my first birthday – I still have it! I didn’t bring it though – I wish I did.
Then you could use it!

*he calms down slightly, still tightly holding onto the other* pa.. papa…

*Angie blinks at him and gasps, but then smiles widely* You
talked! Oh, cute! What else can you say, Maxy? Can you say ‘Angie’?

*he looks up at her, tears still running down his face as he whimpers slightly*

Oh… it’s okay, Maxy! Don’t cry… Papa’s coming back! *she
uses her thumbs to brush the tears from his face, wiping them away in his
shirt*

*he giggles slightly, grabbing her thumb* an… an-gee..! an-gee!

*Angie smiles widely and squeals* Oh! You said ‘Angie’! Oh
my gosh, I can’t wait to tell Papa! You’re so cute and so smart, Maxy! Papa’s
gonna be so impressed!

*Carlos’ coup pulls up on the dirt road and parks nearby.
Carlos hops out*

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

M: *Max makes random sounds and paps Carlos’ face*

… *holds him closer*

My special boy…

*:･ﾟ✧

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*:･ﾟ✧

M: *he laughs, clapping his little hands*

C: Angie? Look at your new sorta-brother! *shows bby Max to her*

A: Ooh, he’s cute!

*he blinks and curiously reachs for Angie*

A: *She just grins and gives him her hand to grab* Awe… hi
baby! You have big eyes!

C: He does. And look at all that hair. You’ve got a fluffy
head, Max!

*he laughs, happily holding one of Angies fingers*

A: Ooh, you’re so strong! *wiggles the finger he’s holding
onto*

C: He’s going to grow up again soon. It’s a little sad… but
he’s ten years old and really needs to be the age he actually is. But I was told it would be just a day, so it should be fine. 🙂

*he lets go of Angies finger and begins chewing on his own hand, looking up at Carlos with big eyes*

A: He might need a teething ring in the meantime.

C: I… oh, yeah. And I don’t want him to choke on his bandages
either… Maybe I’ll go get him some baby mittens and a teeth toy. *he pokes Max’s
nose, because he can’t resist it*

*he giggles again, grabbing carlos’ finger with his non chewed hand*

C: Oh… cute… *he then offers the baby to Angela* Wanna hold him while I go get my car? I wanna get him some things.

A: Okay, papa! *she holds her arms out and Carlos helps her arrange them to hold the baby better*

*Max was more then alittle confused, why did Carlos hand him over to this person? where was carlos going? why was he leaving? he tries to grab Carlos as he leaves, whining slightly*

C: Oh! Oh, no, no, buddy, it’s okay! *he leans down to press
a quick kiss to the top of the baby’s head* Angie’s here and she’s got you. I’ll
be right back! *he hurries off before the baby can grab him, already digging for his keys in his pocket*