#azirashell

He went back to lining up the shot, but barely a few seconds later Gosalyn was bursting into peals of laughter.

He lowered the camera to give her a look, fighting down the urge to grin along with her giggling, she did not need encouragement.“Gosalyn, if you wait just—”

“It’s not me!” She interrupted, still cackling as she struggled away from Launchpad. “He’s tickling me!” She accused once she’s escaped from where she sat on his lap, throwing a finger out to point up at her other dad.

“I’m sorry, Gos,” Launchpad chuckled, grinning infectiously, “you’re just too cute, I couldn’t resist!“

Drake turned his deadpan expression on him now and Launchpad only shrugged, grinning guilty.

"If you could please,” Drake began to beg of them, but at that moment Gosalyn was diving back towards LP to assault him with tickles of her own.

“I’ll show you cute!”

His laughter was deep and delighted as he fought back with wiggling fingers to her sides.

“S-stop!” She demanded through bursts of laughter, both grinning as they nearly fell back into the fountain they were sat on for the picture.

Drake was quick to take several pictures, all of them blurry as they moved and laughed, but each one joy-filled.

“Alright, fine. Come on!” He called out to them, his wry smile quietly fond, “let’s go get on some rides.”

Both of them stilled at those words.

“But what about your picture?” Launchpad asked, looking genuinely remorseful now.

“I got some,” Drake informed him, rolling his eyes affectionately. “And what was that you said? About ‘living in the moment’.”

“But you really wanted a nice one,” he said insistently, “We can sit still," Launchpad said dutifully, face stern with determination as he sat stiff as a board with Gosalyn calmly at his side.

Drake raised an eyebrow. Watching Launchpad’s face twitch as he tried to keep from moving and Gosalyn absentmindedly kicking her feet against the fountain. "It’s beginning to seem like you can’t,” he muttered lowly to himself. 

“Besides,” he stated projecting his voice for them now, waving Launchpad’s concerns away, “you two wanted to go ahead and ride stuff, right?”

“Yeah,” Launchpad agreed reluctantly before going on, “but I was also gonna take a picture with you and Gos. Don’t you—?”

His suggestion was cut off by Gosalyn hopping down to walk towards Drake, “I have a solution to all of this,” she said with a cheeky grin, taking the camera from his hands. Drake watched her sharply, mouth open and ready to object to whatever she was doing. As she approached a random stranger he started moving to quickly intervene. But she only smiled sweetly up at the parakeet, “could you take a picture of us?”

“Yeah, sure,” they agreed easily. Then Gosalyn grabbed Drake by the hand and lead them to sit back down with Launchpad.

They settled in with Gosalyn sitting on his lap now and Launchpad looping an arm around his shoulders.

“Say cheese!” The parakeet exclaimed.

“Cheese!” They all chorused, grinning at the camera.

In the time they had been sitting with the bird trying to take their picture, Gosalyn was already wiggling impatiently on the edge of Drake’s knees and Launchpad was once again bouncing his leg. 

“Could you maybe stop moving?” Requested the parakeet from behind the camera.