Better than you

“Me.” Before the redhead could say anything he snatched a handful from her and threw one in his mouth. “I don’t care how they look, it’s all going to be the same down her” he said patting his stomach “Keep ‘em coming Schmianca”

If you ever need to know Dash’s dirty secrets, I’m here to help. -he shrugged staring at his feet- We didn’t had enough time to really bond with each other, one minute we were great then I never hear from her again. -watches Trish quietly- Yes, she’s the one who suffered a great loss. But she’s so young that I feel that she didn’t suffer very much. But I’ll never lie to her about what happened to her mother, that’s the least she deserves. -is surprised by her response, and can’t help but to smile shyly- Mel is great, she’s basically her mother and so is Dash. Dash is great at making her laugh and he’s the one who always tucks her to sleep. He just has a way to make her fall asleep so quickly. Mel is the one that takes care of her in the morning. She wakes up early to go to work so while she’s getting ready she also takes care of the baby. When I wake up Riley is already dressed up in some flowery dress and fed.

-she stares at the baby longer as it stares back at her- I guess it looks a little different. No Tip, you aren’t cute. -she rolls her eyes at him- Saying that is like saying I can be meek and mild if I want to. You can say it all you want but surprisingly somehow it never happens. Woah, really? -she looks at him suspiciously, her eyes narrow- I bet she’s scamming you for like, kid payments or something. Pretending it’s yours to get money and stuff. Are you definite it’s yours? Why isn’t it with it’s mum anyway?

Who am I kidding? Babies do look a bit the same. -gasps- Take it back. I am cute. The king of cuteness. -frowns- Well if that happens to you I have no part in that, but I am cute. Ask Mel. I'm sure she'll defend my honor. -opens his mouth to speak up but quickly closes it, letting her finish- No, I don't think that's the issue here. You see, Clarissa, the mother, is... -pauses for a second searching a better word-...dead. She had a car accident, her family didn't wanted to take on Riley cause me and Clarissa were not married and all that bullshit. Fun stuff.

"Okay, before you react strongly about my presence...I brought a peace offering," Binks held one hand up in a sort of surrender as her other hand was occupied with holding a container full of her famous pumpkin spice cookies - yes, even in the middle of the summer. Tip and her didn't always get along but on this occasion, she had actually gone out of her way to look for him. He seemed like the perfect person to help her set up a water trap, he seemed just obnoxious enough to be amazing at it.

He is taken by surprise when he realizes that she didn’t thought he was messing around with her. It has been everyone reaction to when he talked about his daughter, even strangers on the street didn’t believe he was the father. “Because… That’s what everyone thinks first…” Tip replied confused, but slightly happy to have at least someone who isn’t Dash or Melody believe that he isn’t pulling a prank. He snorted at her question “Yes, it was already her name when I got her. Her mother picked it. Probably for the best because I might have ended up naming her something crazy and ridiculous.” Tip glanced over at the little screen on the communicator to check on Riley. “Dash is there with her, I’ll got get her.” Tip got up from his chair and went up to his daughters room, picked her up and walked back to the living room with her. “Heeeere’s Riley!” Tip attempted to impersonate Jack Nicholson in the bathroom scene from The Shinning but fail miserably. The baby giggled happily and clapped her hands together. “Here. You can hold her.” He said gently putting Riley on Bianca’s lap.

The sand was stinging on his skin but he tried to ignore it at least while he was doing his 'performance'. He got up, shook off the sand "Yeah it does. They rally shouldn't leave the sand out there in the sun for so long, it might get a sunstroke." He sat next to her "It's a real problem and most people don't give it much attention." He tried to take most of the sand of his hair but wasn't successful at all "1 in every 5 sand suffers from sunstroke at least 2 times a year. " Tip glanced back at her "You know, I decided to be spontaneous and come to the beach, I didn't prep at all. However, it would be very nice of you to lend me some. What'cha think about it ?"

-frowns- In my humble opinion, I think the last person you'd expect is Dash. -whispers- I think it wasn't gone to second base yet. With anyone. But let's keep that between us two. -rolls eyes- Well I didn't, she was a surprise. -scratches the back of his neck- Well, the mother, is kinda dead. She had a car accident and her family was crap and didn't wanted to take Riley because she was the result of a one night stand and all that shit. So I received a call telling me I had a daughter that I didn't even knew of. Clarissa, her mother, didn't wanted me to know. She obviously shared everyone's opinion that I wasn't fit to be a father. -shakes his head- Her name is Riley, I didn't get any saying in it which was probably for the best.

[she sighs as he continues to talk] Just listening to you is like if someone was to drill a nail into the side of my head. Its worse then being in one of those Saw movies. Then again what more can I expect from a kid who thinks he is the top dog when he is really a puppy with a whole lot of bark but no bite. [straightens herself up, brushing her hair back] Honestly, just forget I said that because you clearly can’t be nice. Its not in your genes from what I can tell. I’d be shocked if you decided to suddenly offer an apology for your attitude. [halts in her step] Duh! Don’t you see my wings? I am going to serve you to my family since they are starving. [shakes her head] You are the worse gentleman ever. Forgetting the top hat, the suit, and the monocle. Someone should take your degree away. [shrugs] Yeah, sure, whatever. We met and she told me how much of a douche you were. No cupcakes were involved. She instead let me in on a lifetime supply of baked goods.

Aw. C'mon. That's not a very nice thing to say, now is it? As I always say, If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say nothing at all. You know I don't really see myself as a dog. Dogs are obedient and I wouldn't say the same about me. -pouts- Aw, I do can be nice. If people are nice, I am nice too. Apologize for what ?! I didn't hurt you, or insulted you, you are just being pissy and not being able to take a joke. But it's fine, I forgive you. See, I didn't even needed an apology to forgive people, how am I not nice? I am in the nicest around here. -scrunches his nose- Just to warn you, I wouldn't taste very well, I'm very bony. -raises his hands in surrender- I know. Everyone has one of those days when they forget everything they were supposed to bring. Today is my day. -Claps his hands together- Ah! I knew it! Sneaky little bastard, bribing people with her cookies. But I understand your position, she bribes me too with cookies, I feel your pain.

-shrugs- It might be. -rolls his eyes- Why does every one think this is a joke, I am offended. How dare you ? She is my daughter. It's not a joke. Mel even says she has my eyes.

It’s not their one? -she turns to look at it, squinting, then looks up at him- It looks the same. They all do. -her face shows her confusion- Wait, really? But she looks nothing like you, she’s cute and little and fluffy and clean. What crazy girl let you impregnate her?!

Nope. This one is mine. -look at Riley- No they don't! -pretends he's offended- Why does everyone say that ?! And are you saying I'm not cute? -attempts to do a cute face but fails miserably- I can be cute if I want to. I'm just really in the mood right now. Well I'm sure she didn't plan for this to happen either. Given the fact she didn't say a thing to me for 11 months.

-she trots past happily and takes a brief glimpse at the kid before plopping down next to him and intensely inspecting her nails, absent-mindedly saying- You know that Jane and Steele will totally go all nutty parent Liam Neeson Taken-style if they find out you nicked their kid. You should probably give it back. Hi, by the way.

-stares at Tink before glancing at the kid in his arms and looking back at the blonde again - Hi ...  You know this isn't their kid ... This one is Riley. My kid. She's my daughter. -waits silently for a reaction-

-raises eyebrow- Yes. Daughter. Why does everyone have the same reaction ?! I don't get it. I am such a bad person that I can't have offspring ?! -snort- Well... A girl didn't think I was such a bad person like everyone I know seems to think. -sticks his tongue out- Now the adorable part I have no idea. That is a mystery.

"Okay, before you react strongly about my presence...I brought a peace offering," Binks held one hand up in a sort of surrender as her other hand was occupied with holding a container full of her famous pumpkin spice cookies - yes, even in the middle of the summer. Tip and her didn't always get along but on this occasion, she had actually gone out of her way to look for him. He seemed like the perfect person to help her set up a water trap, he seemed just obnoxious enough to be amazing at it.

He sunk in the armchair, resting his feet on the coffee table between them. He placed the open container on this stomach and continued eating the cookies looking over the redheaded girl. The cookies were delightful but he would never dare to admit it, it was bad enough to have to beg for cookies to his roommates, Tip didn't wanted Bianca to figure out his weakness. Tip opened his mouth as to ask her why she sought him but before a sound could come out the girl asked him a question first. He closed his mouth and glared at the girl squinting his eyes. "So you heard about Riley..." he said cleaning the cookie crumbs from the corners of his mouth. " I have a daughter. I was a surprise to me too. It's a long story. And no, I didn't kidnapped a baby." He decided to tell her everything first to avoid anymore annoying questions. "It is not a prank. Mel doesn't have the imagination the create such elaborate prank."

This is a baby. No, it is not food.

I know, right ? But who cares I snatched the cutest one. -bounces with the baby and sighs a little at her question- She's my daughter. If you don't believe look at the eyes. But try and not get distracted by the cuteness. Her name is Riley.