Not a whole lot of TrickC, but this came to me, maybe you'll like it.
Kitty
"Kitty!"
A sigh, "no, not kitty. Lance."
A pout, a scowl, "Kitty!"
"Lance."
"Kitty!"
"Lance. Ll-ance. C'mon Nina, I know you can say it. Lance."
Nina turns her big brown eyes away from her Uncle Lance and looks over to her Daddy, the expression on her small face says clearly that she thinks her beloved Uncle has lost his mind. "Daddy? Sleep now?"
Chris scoops his daughter up into his arms, "you want to take a nap now? I thought you wanted to play."
She lays her head on his shoulder, "Bored."
"Dude, you bored my child so much she wants to take a nap."
Lance scowls, "I did not, I was trying to get her to say my name. You weren't helping any either, sitting there laughing. Where's JC, he'll help me."
"What will I help you with?" JC asks as he walks into the room.
Lance points at Nina who is squirming in her Daddy's arms trying to get herself turned towards her Poppa's voice. "She keeps calling me kitty, I was trying to get her to say Lance and she just won't do it. Chris thinks it's funny."
JC stops walking and stares at his friend, "You're kidding right?"
"Nina, who am I?" Lance asks the child.
"Kitty!" She quickly responds.
"See!" Lance exclaims, "Your kid keeps calling me kitty."
JC is holding his sides, tears leaking from his eyes and silently laughing. The expression on Lance's face is so serious and Nina obviously has no intention of letting anyone correct her. JC had been afraid of this, he'd even mentioned it to Chris, but Chris had assured him that Nina knew the difference. Apparently not.
"Nina, want to come with Poppa to show your Uncle what you got for your birthday?" JC asks, taking the child from Chris' arms as she nods. "Tell him to c'mon then."
Nina looks over JC's shoulder at Lance and clearly says, "C'mon kitty. Come see."
Lance can't help but look to Chris for help. Chris only shakes his head and gives Lance a push towards where JC is retreating from the room.
JC leads Lance through most of the house until they reach the room that at one time used to be JC's home office. Nina demands to be put down and so JC sets her down on her feet. She quickly runs over to Lance and takes him by the hand. "You have to be very quiet. Him is probably sleeping." She tells Lance in a whisper as she pulls him across the room.
There's a wicker basket in the corner, Lance notices that there's a couple towels hanging over the edge. As he looks closer he sees what Nina is trying to show him. A small beige and white kitten is curled up in the basket asleep. Lance crouches down to get a closer look and Nina smiles at him.
"See! It's mine. Granny gave it to me." She tells Lance.
"Ask her what her Granny gave her." JC calls from across the room.
"What is it, Nina?" Lance asks, suddenly afraid to hear the answer.
*smooches you*
Kitty
"Kitty!"
A sigh, "no, not kitty. Lance."
A pout, a scowl, "Kitty!"
"Lance."
"Kitty!"
"Lance. Ll-ance. C'mon Nina, I know you can say it. Lance."
Nina turns her big brown eyes away from her Uncle Lance and looks over to her Daddy, the expression on her small face says clearly that she thinks her beloved Uncle has lost his mind. "Daddy? Sleep now?"
Chris scoops his daughter up into his arms, "you want to take a nap now? I thought you wanted to play."
She lays her head on his shoulder, "Bored."
"Dude, you bored my child so much she wants to take a nap."
Lance scowls, "I did not, I was trying to get her to say my name. You weren't helping any either, sitting there laughing. Where's JC, he'll help me."
"What will I help you with?" JC asks as he walks into the room.
Lance points at Nina who is squirming in her Daddy's arms trying to get herself turned towards her Poppa's voice. "She keeps calling me kitty, I was trying to get her to say Lance and she just won't do it. Chris thinks it's funny."
JC stops walking and stares at his friend, "You're kidding right?"
"Nina, who am I?" Lance asks the child.
"Kitty!" She quickly responds.
"See!" Lance exclaims, "Your kid keeps calling me kitty."
JC is holding his sides, tears leaking from his eyes and silently laughing. The expression on Lance's face is so serious and Nina obviously has no intention of letting anyone correct her. JC had been afraid of this, he'd even mentioned it to Chris, but Chris had assured him that Nina knew the difference. Apparently not.
"Nina, want to come with Poppa to show your Uncle what you got for your birthday?" JC asks, taking the child from Chris' arms as she nods. "Tell him to c'mon then."
Nina looks over JC's shoulder at Lance and clearly says, "C'mon kitty. Come see."
Lance can't help but look to Chris for help. Chris only shakes his head and gives Lance a push towards where JC is retreating from the room.
JC leads Lance through most of the house until they reach the room that at one time used to be JC's home office. Nina demands to be put down and so JC sets her down on her feet. She quickly runs over to Lance and takes him by the hand. "You have to be very quiet. Him is probably sleeping." She tells Lance in a whisper as she pulls him across the room.
There's a wicker basket in the corner, Lance notices that there's a couple towels hanging over the edge. As he looks closer he sees what Nina is trying to show him. A small beige and white kitten is curled up in the basket asleep. Lance crouches down to get a closer look and Nina smiles at him.
"See! It's mine. Granny gave it to me." She tells Lance.
"Ask her what her Granny gave her." JC calls from across the room.
"What is it, Nina?" Lance asks, suddenly afraid to hear the answer.
Nina smiles once more at him. "It's Lance!"
.... the end...