"Blaise! Help me with Estelle?" Parker groaned.

"But how?" He rushed in.

"I'm changing her, could you get her clothes out?"

"What's she supposed to be wearing?" Blaise began searching through the drawers.

"A nice dress. We're seeing Neville and Erica."

"Right, got it." Blaise nodded and pulled out a little green dress, "This good?"

"So good." Parker smiled.

"Alright, now to get her into it." Blaise sighed.

"She's your daughter too." Parker hummed.

"Yeah." Estelle stuck her tongue out.

"She doesn't like it when I try and put clothes on her." Blaise shook his head

"Why?"

"I don't know. Stella, Why don't you like it when try?" Blaise asked her.

"Daddy funny." Estelle shrugged.

"Is that so?"

Estelle nodded.

"Can't argue with the facts."

"Well, if daddy is too funny, he can go get snacks, yeah?" Parker smiled at Blaise.

"Daddy will do just that." Blaise handed Parker the dress.

Parker kissed his cheek and dressed Estelle. Meanwhile, Blaise packed a small bag of snacks for them.

"Alright, all done." Parker lifted Estelle up.

"Yay!" Estelle smiled.

"Let's get dad." Parker walked to the kitchen.

"Daddy!"

"Here we go." Parker sat Estelle in her chair.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Estelle clapped her hands.

"Yes?" Blaise turned to Estelle and crouched down.

"Uppy! Uppy!"

"Alright, alright." Blaise chuckled and lifted her up.

Estelle giggled,"Yay!"

"What am gonna do with you?" He sighed.

"Hehe, uppy!"

"You're up- You wanna go higher?"

"Yeah!"

Blaise lifted her onto his shoulders and held her hands.

"Thank you, daddy!"

"Est- Did you put her on your head?" Parker chuckled.

"I had no choice." Blaise sighed.

"No is a word." She smiled.

"But look at that face." Blaise pointed at Estelle, poking her cheek.

Estelle giggled and held Blaise's hand.

"Could you say no to that?" Blaise questioned.

"... No, I couldn't." Parker sighed.

"Exactly. Now let's go see your crazy friend."

"Oi." Parker pointed as she grabbed the snacks.

"You can't convince me she's not." Blaise shrugged.

"Estelle, hun. Do you think Aunty Er is crazy?"

Blaise took his daughter's face and moved it in a nodding motion.

"Hey!" Estelle mumbled.

"C'mon, Munchkin. Let's get moving." Blaise looked up at her.

"You got legs. No me." She shook her head.

"That's me told." Blaise sighed as he started walking.

"Takes after mum, don't you think?" Parker smirked.

"Of course."

Parker highfived her daughter as they got in the car.

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Erica was stood on the living room, waiting for the door.

"Auntie Er!" Estelle ran to her.

"Hi, baby star." Erica picked her up.

"Star?" Estelle tilted her head.

"You're a little star, aren't you?"

Estelle just nodded.

"She doesn't get my nickname, does she?" Erica sighed.

"Nope." Parker shook her head and walked in.

"Well, Nev's in the kitchen with Rowan." Erica told them.

"Row!" Estelle jumped down from Erica and ran to the kitchen.

"Best friends, just like their mums." Parker hummed.

"Isn't that lovely? Hope he doesn't get your crazy-" Blaise went to sit down.

"Blaise Zabini." Parker gave a warning stare.

"Ha, you're in trouble," Erica pointed.

"He keeps calling you crazy." Parker sighed.

"I know." Erica hummed.

"Uncle Nev!" Estelle giggled when she ran into the kitchen.

"Oh, hello Estelle." Neville bent down to her level.

"Where's Ro?"

"Rowan's hiding. How about you see if you can find him for me." Neville patted her head.

"Do I get cookie?"

"Hm, you might."

Estelle's face lit up and ran to find Rowan. Neville chuckled as he leaned against the counter.

"Ro Ro, where are you?" Estelle looked around.

Rowan heard her voice and hid further in the pile of hoodies he'd made.

"I miss you." Estelle pouted and crawled onto the floor.

Rowan still stayed hidden. Estelle looked up at Neville with a pout.

"Sorry, Hun. I promised not to tell."

"Please? I share cookie." She whispered.

"I don't know. Rowan doesn't like it when people break promises."

Estelle groaned and lay down on the pile of hoodies, not even knowing Rowan was there. Rowan squeaked, not expecting to be laid on.

Estelle gasped and went under the hoodies,"I sorry!"

"Run!" Rowan scrambled away.

"Ro Ro!" Estelle groaned.

"Mama!" Rowan grabbed onto her leg.

"Is he okay?" Parker chuckled.

"I'm sure he's okay-"

"Ma, she here!" Rowan tried hiding behind her.

"Ro!" Estelle laughed and ran in.

Rowan squeaked and climbed onto the couch and clung onto his mother.

"Auntie Er." Estelle pouted.

"Sorry, baby star. Rowan's still a bit shy." Erica chuckled.

"We friends?" Estelle tilted her head.

Rowan nodded but still clung onto Erica.

"I want hug." Estelle ran to Blaise.

"You can have a hug." Blaise hugged her.

"Daddy likes me."

"Of course I do."

Estelle smiled and held onto his shoulders.

"Right, let's help New with dinner." Parker nodded.

"Agreed." Erica got up.

"Ro, you coming too?" Parker crouched down.

"Mhm." He nodded.

"Atta boy." Parker smiled and they walked through.

"Back so soon?" Neville turned to them.

"Your son is scared of my daughter. Parked hummed.

"I've tried to talk things out with him but he just gets a little overwhelmed sometimes." Neville scooped him up.

"That's okay." Parker shrugged.

"She too loud." Rowan shook his head.

"She's just very excited." Parker assured him.

"You're excited too, aren't you bud?" Erica ruffled his hair.

Rowan nodded.

"You just have different ways of showing it."

"Exactly." Erica nodded.

"Here." Parker leaned down and handed Rowan a cookie.

"Fank you." Rowan took it gently.

"Anytime buddy Parker ruffled his hair.

Rowan proceeded to start eating his cookie.

"Alright, what's for dinner Nev?" Parker asked.

"I was thinking I'd try a pizza." Neville answered.

"From scratch?"

"We can always try something else, it was just a thought."

"No, no. It's a great idea, Blaise can help. He might get some skills." Parker joked.

"Cooking with Blaise?" Neville blinked.

"... He's not as bad as make him out to be." Parker bit her cheek.

"He is." Erica whispered.

"Shh." Parker covered her mouth.

"I'm really not that bad." Blaise crossed his arms.

"See? He's only a beginner!"

"Parker, you saw what your kitchen was like last time, right?" Erica asked her.

"That was Estelle."

"No, you." Rowan pointed.

"Shh, shh Ro." Blaise pointed.

"You make the oven go boom."

"It was you?" Parker turned to him.

"Wh- No." Blaise quickly shook his head.

"Rowan, who made the mess?" Parker hummed.

"Uncle Blaise."

"And Rowan doesn't lie."

"Mhm." Rowan nodded.

"Estelle give daddy a slap." Parker smirked.

"Daddy, get down here." Estelle pointed.

"I swear to Merlin." Blaise pointed at Parker and bent down.

Estelle smiled before smacking him across the face.

"Oh fu- Ow." Blaise cursed and held his cheek.

"That was nearly another slap, Blaise. Erica winked.

"Yeah, from me." Parker warned and lifted Estelle.

"See, even I can control myself around children." She shrugged.

"Except that one time." Neville pointed.

"He wasn't listening." Erica covered his mouth.

Neville gave a look.

"Frank was talking to him."

"Frank is an adult."

"Frank was distracting him from our conversation over your ex."

"... I guess that's okay." Nevilke shrugged.

"See? Nobody has a problem with it."

That's when they all heard a word that they never expected to hear.

"Fuck!"

"Please tell me that wasn't my child." Erica covered her face.

"It was mine." Parker covered Estelles mouth

"Oh thank god." Erica sighed,"Rowan. Don't repeat that."

"Fuck?" Rowan whispered.

"Exactly. Don't repeat it. Ever again." Erica nodded.

"I won't say fuck."

Erica sighed,"Good boy."

"Can I say fuck?" Estelle smiled.

"No, baby star. You're both two small to say that word."

"Otay." Estelle frowned and leaned into Parker.

"Nobody's gonna say that anymore, right?" Erica looked at the pair.

The two nodded.

"I blame this all on Blaise." Erica shrugged.

"Why me?" Blaise asked.

"Because I said so."

"You call her crazy, she has a right to blame it on you." Parker shrugged.

"Exactly."

"I'm a nice person." Blaise groaned and put his head back.

"No."

"I am." Blaise sat down.

"Let's just make food, okay?" Neville sighed.

"Agreed." Parker handed him some ingredients.