29-Blood.
Andy POV.
I’m back to my old self or at least as close as I could get back after being a baby for almost a month, a baby! And I did not get my promised nice cream daddy lied to me saying he’ll give me ice cream.
Finally and too bad for daddy and Arianna I’m now back to my big boy space, I say I’m about four right now, I can stay up, walk, and play on my own or with Arianna, another thing I can do now is demand for my ice cream! And no more blood, I don’t like having bottles, but stubborn Dante still wants to give me babies bottles when I’m too big for those.
“I was promised ice cream!” I demand over again, I’m sitting over his desk, this time I climbed up there to get his attention.
“You had ice cream this morning” he answer me, but I only had one small scoop, I didn’t even get enough!
“Nu, you promised me lots of ice cream” I remind him, but he shakes his head no.
“No fair!” I whine wanting more ice cream, I’m not giving up, I’m not moving from his desk until he gives me what I want.
“You want to go play with Arianna?” He asks me ignoring my demands.
“No, I want ice cream” I answer him with a pout.
“Drop the attitude, you can go play with your friend or go down for a nap.
“No wanna nap! I too old for a nap! I want my ice cream” I sass not caring if he’ll get mad now.
“Andy, last chance go play with h
Your friend or sit quietly” he threatens me, but I’m not going down without my ice cream.
“Ice cream! Ice cream! Ice cream!” I yell at him on top of my lungs.
“Andy!” He says in a firm voice picking me off his desk and down to his lap, but I wasn’t sitting in his lap, instead, I was facing down to the ground, with my bum up in the air and I knew what’s coming now.
“Nu, nu, pleaaaase” I beg with him, I didn’t want to get spankies.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
“I don’t want to hear any more attitude from you!” He says landing another slap to my bum making me cry out, this hurt, I cried in his lap, until he made me sit up rubbing my back until I calmed down.
I’ve stopped crying and now I was laying my head over his chest, more cuddling and calming me down until I started to yawn, ready to sleep.
“Hungry my baby?” He asks, I shake my head no, I want ice cream not blood.
“You sure?” He asks me again, I was hungry but didn’t want to eat, I shook my head no, closing my eyes ready to nap, I didn’t need to nap, but the crying had me tired.
I woke up few hours later in the swing, being pushed back and forth in a slow motion, his way to keep me asleep, but I’m awake now and I want up, I started to whine and push both my hands up needing to get up. He obeyed and took me out, having me in his arms helped calm me down, my bum doesn’t hurt anymore, but my feelings are hurt.
“Had a nice nap my sweet?” He asks me, I shake my head no, although I did.
“Uhm, hungry?” He asks, I was quick to shake my head no, I’m not.
“Fine, Andy, but you’ll have to eat soon” he says, I don’t want any blood, I want my ice cream.
“Ari?” I ask him, wanting to get away, he let me down to my feet.
“She’ll meet you in the playroom” he says sending a message over his phone.
“Thank you” I answer him running out of the office.
“Hey baby” she says, making roll my eyes, I’m not a baby.
“Not one” I say back making her giggle.
“How’s it going?” She asks me, I just shrug, it’s all okay so far.
“You eating?” She asks me, how did my friendship with Ari goes from teasing each other to her being a mom who asks me if I ate or not.
“Yeah,” I lie, I only had half of my breakfast with small scoop of ice cream.
“That’s good, wanna watch some tv?” She asks and I agree to it, sitting with her on the couch.
For dinner, I received a sippy cup filled with blood, Dante had to trick me into drinking most of it, before I said enough and stopped. He tried to get me to drink more, but I was full, the rest of the night was just the usual, until I went to sleep and woke up in the middle of the night crying, I don’t know why I was crying.
But Dante knew what was wrong, the way he cuddled me and got me a bottle of blood feeding me it until I fell asleep drinking it, feeling full now.