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11 May 2007 @ 10:40 pm
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Hey! Sorry I took a while with this--it was an unfamiliar pairing, but one I really wanted to try. Let me know how my writing is!

Title: First Thought
Request: Matt/Janice - fluffy romantic fic
Rating: G
Word Count: 568
Characters: Matt Parkman, Janice Parkman, Matthew Parkman (AKA teh baby)
Notes: Seeing this request (it’s such a neglected het pairing!), I instantly thought of the dorkiest thing, that's less pairing fluff than mommy-daddy fluff. But, you know? I kind of like it. Hope you do too.

...is it proper fluff? Please, tell me!

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Matthew Parkman is not even six months old. He cannot speak, walk, or play with the complicated childhood improvement games his father went out and bought him. All he does is eat, crawl, and gurgle. He prefers his mother to his father.

But his father is so proud of him today.

“Oh, I wish you could hear it, Janice,” he says ecstatically. “I looked at him, and I could hear him—an actual word, not just a vague feeling.”

His mother is holding Matthew in her lap, taking this in. “You…heard his first thought?”

Daddy snaps his fingers. “That’s it! I heard his first thought.”

Mommy smiles expectantly. “And this thought was…?”

“Mommy.”

A short little sound escapes Mommy’s mouth, like a choked-back cry of happiness. She picks Matthew up and turns him to face her. “Is that right,” she asks him. “Did Daddy hear your first thought?”

Matthew doesn’t understand most of the words Mommy uses, but he recognizes one.

Daddy smiles widely. “He thought ‘daddy’.”

“Mommy and daddy?” Mommy smiles wider than Daddy. “It seems so surreal—most parents look for the first word, first tooth, first steps, but here we are talking about little Matt’s first thought.”

“Amazing.” Daddy comes to sit down next to Mommy, wrapping an arm around Mommy’s waist.

Mommy nods absently, leaning into Daddy’s touch. “Yeah, you are.”

“No, not me. You. Matt. That a couple of cells no bigger than sand, plus nine months, could make such a wonderful baby—and that you could do it!” Daddy kisses the top of Mommy’s head. “You two are the amazing ones.”

Mommy smiles at Matthew, holding him up to look him in the eye. “You hear that, baby? Daddy thinks we’re amazing. What do you think?” She glances sideways at Daddy.

“Daddy, mommy, baby.” Daddy shakes his head in disbelief. “Already knows three words in a matter of minutes. Our boy is some kind of genius, Janice.” He nudges Mommy’s side. “He gets that from you.”

“You think so?” Mommy smiles gently at Matthew, and pulls him in to rub her nose against his. “I think he’s adorable. And I think he gets it from you.”

Daddy smiles. “What would I do without the two of you?”

Mommy smiles and kisses Daddy. “What would I do without my boys?”

Matthew has had his first understandable thoughts today—three of them, in fact—and feels tired. He yawns a quiet baby yawn, and curls into the fetal position. Mommy pulls him against her chest, and he sighs, tucking himself down for a nap.

Daddy smiles at Matthew, and kisses the top of his head. “Love ya, champ.” He kisses Mommy. “Love you, Mommy.”

Mommy stands up to take Matthew to his crib, and smiles to herself. Love you too, Daddy.

Daddy laughs. “I heard that.”

Mommy laughs softly so she won’t wake Matthew up. “I wanted you to.”

When Mommy tucks Matthew in, she stands above his crib for a time, watching him sleep. His tiny hand wraps around her pinky finger, and she smiles gently. “You’ve got quite a Daddy, Matty. Bet you’re gonna be something great.”

And there is Daddy, his hand on Mommy’s elbow, pulling her into a one-armed hug. “You’ve got quite a Mommy too.”

“That means,” he whispers conspiratorially, “you’re going to be supergreat.”

Matthew rolls over in his sleep, and a bear falls to the floor, unnoticed.

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sam: heroes: hiro | waffles!doublefourtime on May 12th, 2007 09:26 am (UTC)
Holy crap, that is so cute I may just explode. Proper fluff? It's superfluff!