Erika grinned at that then turned to look at Jon dealing with the Tellarite. It was obvious he was getting annoyed, at least to her, but she wasn’t sure if it would be to anyone else. As she stood watching Jon she moved slightly, holding Serena a little tighter and whispering in her ear “want to play with Aunty Dax’s spots Bunny?” She asked, smiling again slightly when Serena nodded on her shoulder. Erika turned slightly and offered the toddler to Ezri. “You asked for this. She’s exhausted, and she sucks her fingers.” Erika held a strand of her own slightly damp hair up as proof.
She chuckled at that as an old memory of holding Rafki in her strong arms invaded her present thoughts for a moment. Her eyes took on a distant look as the smile lingered while her mind recreated the uncomfortable sensation of cold drool being smeared across her skin as the babe ran its fingers from spot to spot. Uncomfortable, but more than tolerable at the adorableness of it. Always it was that Tobin’s memories were recalled the strongest when visiting this era, Ezri mused idly as she took Serena from her mother and nestled her snugly in her arms. ”Hey Rena, want to play ‘connect the spots’?” Watch her find the so-called butt-shaped one.
Erika shook her head after dropping her hand and just looked between Ezri and her husband. “Jon will tell them in a second, it’s one of his servers and a Tellarite wouldn’t listen to someone not directly in line. Whether Jon will tell him it was Serena’s fault. I’m not sure about. Wait here I feel like keeping Serena with us might be a safer idea.” She had a quick word with her husband and quickly had Serena settled on her own shoulder and playing with her hair at the nape of her neck while Jon went to deal with the Tellarite. She rejoined Ezri and smiled slightly. “Can’t see her causing too much trouble here. Plus I have a built in toy, called my hair.”
"Well, if she gets bored with your hair, you have my permission to tell her Auntie Dax will let her play ‘connect the spots’." Ezri offered with a laugh. "Anything in the name of diplomacy…" She snuck a glance back over to the dry grin Jon was leveling at Ambassador Graal who was so livid spittle was actually flying out and hitting the poor captain every so often in the face. Secretly, the Trill admired and hummed approvingly of Jon’s grace and patience in the matter when it was evident in his eyes that he would have liked nothing more than to grab a passing flute and give the ambassador another ‘accidental’ dousing himself.
"For the moment she’s shown no desire about following Jon and I into Starfleet. She’s preferred taking things apart with Trip’s hyperspanner than looking as innocent as possible while we try to figure out what happened." Erika grinned as she watched her daughter, then recognised the sleepy yet mischievous look on her daughter’s face. "Oh this is going to end well." She muttered, already lifting a hand to her forehead as she heard the clattering that said Serena had reached out and grabbed the passing tray.
The sound of four champagne flutes shattering on the ground hushed the din of the room and several Vulcan, Tellarite, and Andorian delegates looked on with disapproval while their human counterparts’ faces line with grievance at the champagne dripping off of the Tellarite ambassador. ”You clumsy oaf!” The stout man barked to the blanching waiter, bent over, trying to pick up the shards as quickly as possible. ”These robes are made of the finest Tholian silk! You humans have as much grace on your feet as your ships have finesse in the skies! I expect a—” The tirade lasted for several more moments as Ezri looked on and shook her head. ”Do you want me to go and say something?” She said to Erika.
//and here it is, post 10k.
//I’m not entirely sure how I got here but it’s all thanks to you love! *snuggles Kukaboo*
Erika looked over herself and smiled before grabbing a glass of water off the nearest server. “She’s a pain but at least she’s not completely off the wall tonight. I thought someone might have been slipping her sugar.” She looked around the Tellarites and noticed them moving slowly away from whichever direction Jon appeared to be walking in. “Or they’re just avoiding her, watch.”
I did not feed her frosting from Chef’s cupcakes earlier, nope. Ezri rolled her eyes skyward innocently, and suspiciously said nothing as she swirled her drink. As her eyes rolled down again, they settled back on the half-asleep child resting her chin on Captain Archer’s shoulder. The sleepy lids began to crack open just a little wider to stare down one of the delegates. ”Yep. She’s going to make a fine captain one day.” Ezri turned to Erika and nodded approvingly.
No. Vulcans do not lick each other’s ears.
If you want, I could keep an eye on her.
I might take you up on that next time. She’s being carried around by Jon right now, I think she’s finally a little tired.
"Hnnn.." Ezri hummed in the back of her throat, teeth bared in an eye-crinkling grin as she looked over to where Serena was nodding off over Jon’s shoulder. ”She’s adorable.” Looking back at Erika, Ezri added with a sly slant of her head. ”Bet the Tellarites are holding their breaths.”
"Daddy’s are bushy because he’s part woolly caterpillar." She was silent for a moment, before her lips twitched and ruffled her little one’s hair. "I’m teasing, honey. We have different features to our bodies and faces because daddy and I are different species. You have a part of each within you."
It was either this or try and find another babysitter, and after the last one needed counselling for the existential crisis Serena caused I think we’ve been written off a lot of the agencies.
If you want, I could keep an eye on her.
“‘Why don’t any’, sweetie.” Mirth lined the corners of her eyes as she lightly corrected her darling. ”They don’t have spots because they are not Trill like you and I. They have other features, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. Isn’t it wonderful that you know so many children of different worlds?”
Haha, no you’re not.
I really am, I found her tugging a Tellarite’s beard because Shran told her it was fake. You know we were told bringing children to this might not necessarily be a good idea!
You never know with kids. Some are well behaved and some think themselves impervious to punishment.
"Come out of hiding, you, and let me give you a hug!"
Ezri whistled up at Vreenak’s window from the ground below and gestured wildly to the snowman she, Letant and Dhael made. ”Look, we made you!” She shouted. Then the three all gathered together and began to sing.
Vreenak the snowman! Was a dour, grumpy soul. With some marizpan ridges and lembas ears and two eyes made out of coal!
Vreenak the snowman! Is a spooky tale they say. He was made of snow, but the children know how he chased them all away!
There must have been some kali-fal in that old shot glass they found! For when they placed it in his hand, he began to dance around!
Oh, Vreenak the snowman, was as frozen as Koval; and the senators deem he can smirk and scheme, just the same as the real thing!
Thumpety thump, thump, thumpety thump, thump, look at Vreenak go!
Thumpety thump, thump, thumpety thump, thump, swinging around the pole!