#b!ian

((Ian has Amazing Incredible Spider-Hulk undies Wanda made for him,

Captain Albert Alexander bed sheet Annie made for him, 

Rex Marksley Pj's,

Suspender man night light,

He peeked out the doorway and watched him drag it a few more feet for a moment.

"Hey, uh, whatcha doin?"

"Naptime." The tot responds matter of factly as he huffs and grunts dragging the thing along.

"Ah" he stepped out of his bedroom and started to follow along at a slow mosey. "But isn't your bedroom by your dads? That way?" He hiked his thumb in the opposite direction of where Ian was headed, where Steve's room had been pointed out to him earlier.

"Uh huh!" The blanket caught on a doorstop and Ian struggled to yank it any farther, Matt nudged it back off with his shoe and Ian plopped back onto his tush only to get right back up again.

"So then where ya goin?"

"Goin tah nap, gonna go nap wif Dormy."

Now he was getting somewhere. "Who's Dormy?"

Ian finally gives Matt his full attention, as well as a look that says he'd just asked the silliest question ever. Who was Dormy indeed.

"He's on'y my bestest friend! He libes in dah other verse where Unca Rabbit's a cat an Unca Spines a catzerpillah an there's a 'Lilah 'Raffe an G'anpa's got a funny nose."

"So you're headin to see him for naptime?"

He's met with a very serious nod. "Yeah." 

"Did you ask first?"

The nod stops and he opens his eyes in realization.

"I fowgot."

Matt had to fight hard not to laugh but somehow succeeded in only letting out a tiny snicker as he knelt down to be at the toddlers level. 

"Maybe you should go ask daddy if it's okay for you to head over there. That sound like a good idea to you?"

"Yeah, dat sounds really good. 'ets go." Matt's surprised when Ian holds his little arms up to be carried like he'd lived here for years and wasn't some complete stranger.

He complied and settled the hatchling on his hip, grabbing the blanket in his other hand and hanging it over the first banister they came to. Ian seemed to have a good idea of where they needed to go and pointed the way.

it was a bit before he suddenly looked up at Matt and asked curiously "Who awe you? You'we a new pewson. Did you come outta a powtal?"

He chuckled and shook his head, he'd heard a lot about these portals that apparently just popped up and had minds of their own. He had a feeling they'd be quiet an adventure.

"No I didn't come through a portal. I'm Matt I'm gonna be playing the drums."

"Oh, cause Unca Tha Jon gots brokeded?"

wow this kid new his stuff. "Yeah I guess so, sorry."

Ian shrugged and wrapped his arms around Matt's neck in a hug.

"It's otay, I like you Mr. Unca Matt."

He was worried and guilt ridden because If a baby that wasn't even real caused this much trouble for Michael how much had he, a real baby and a dragon at that, caused Steve.

The misshapen picasso man pulled the tot into his boney lap and calmly explained that, no, it wasn't at all the same thing.

Norman explained that the bad man who'd hurt Michael and Steve had hurt them in very different ways. Ways that when you added magic babies made the whole thing very different too. Steve had come out of the whole thing a lot stronger than Michael had and while yes having a baby in your tummy wasn't exactly comfortable Ian hadn't hurt Steve. 

Ian might have been a surprise but even if his daddy was a bit thrown off at first it had only been because the magic had done something to him without permission and he'd come to like the idea of a child very very quickly, because he didn't have the same things to worry about that Michael did that made him so scared of having a baby of his own.

Ian felt a bit better after that, at least enough so he didn't feel like hiding anymore.