Bones smiled when Spock apologized, and when three minutes were up, he went to the toddler and cuddled him close. "Okay kiddo, I forgive you." he said softly and picked him up, cradling his head to his shoulder. "Are you going to be a good boy now?" he asked, raising a brow at the little toddler form of Spock.
Jim picked out the green one and sucked on it, tears still rolling down his young face. Jim was a weepy little thing at this age, bright blue eyes water and he was sniffing and hiccupping. He shook his head when he asked about scrambled eggs. "Wants miwk!" he whined, rubbing his eye and hiccupping some more.
(( well...I could try))
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