In Time: Boo-boo
Title: Boo-boo
Summary: Kids say the darnedest things.
Timeframe: AU, other
Characters/Pairing: Established SamJack, Original Character
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG
Boo-boo
Recently hand-washed pans sat glistening on the countertop, droplets of water slowly sliding down the clean stainless steel. Washing her hands with a more gentle soap than that used on the dishes, Sam reached for a dish towel and cocked her head when she heard childish giggling, followed by a muffled yelp and a thump.
Turning from the sink as small footsteps trampled loudly on the tiled floor seconds later, Sam raised her eyebrows at the angelic face peering up at her, big brown eyes practically hidden behind curls of blonde. “Hey sweetie, what was that noise? Did you wake Daddy from his nap?” she asked the child in a soft, knowing voice.
“Uh-huh.” The little cherub nodded, her face soon scrunching up into an unreadable expression. “I jumped on Daddy and he got hurted.”
Sam’s brows furrowed suddenly with worry. “Jack?” she called, dropping the dish towel in her hands and swiftly striding to the living room.
The concerned child followed quickly behind her mommy.
Finding Jack on the floor by the couch, doubled over in pain, Sam hurried over to him. “Maddie,” she started, turning around to look at the little girl now sitting innocently on the sofa. “How did you jump on Daddy?”
“Like this!” The pint-sized two-year-old climbed up on the back of the sofa, then hopped down onto the cushions on her knees.
Jack groaned from the floor, one hand over his face, the other clutched between his knees. It was hard to breathe, but he managed to speak in a practically gasping voice. “Bony little knees…landing in places they should never land..”
Crawling off the couch, Maddie tugged at her mother’s shirt. “Mommy, what is ‘family joo-wuhls?’” she asked innocently.
Sam swung her gaze to the child with surprise, one hand on her suffering husband’s shoulder as she tried not to laugh. “Sweetie, where did you hear that?”
“When Daddy got hurted he said ‘Oy, my family joo-wuhls!’,” the little girl answered expressively.
Unable to prevent the burst of laughter this time, Sam had to put a hand over her mouth. She snorted and then looked down at her writhing husband sympathetically. “It’s something only daddies have, sweetheart.”
Jack lifted his head from the floor briefly, but said nothing.
“Oh.” Maddie stuck her lower lip out thoughtfully, then pointed at her father on the floor. “I think I broked Daddy’s.”
Sam managed to muffle her laughter through her hand this time. She reached down to rub Jack’s shoulder and then took him by the arm, tugging at him so that he was sitting up, leaning against the couch. There was a nauseas, pained look on his face that made Sam grimace. Maddie must have really gotten him good. She winced.
Jack let his head fall back, struggling to muffle his groans of pain in front of his daughter. Tears had leaked from the corners of his eyes and both hands were clutching at his groin.
“Want me to get you some ice or something?” Sam asked her husband helpfully, running a hand through his hair.
“No,” Jack ground out as Sam got up from where she’d been kneeling next to him on the floor. “I’ll be fine,” he insisted, still grimacing.
When Sam turned around, Maddie reached out and tugged at her pant leg, a serious look on her round, angelic face. “Mommy.”
“What is it, sweetheart?”
“Aren’t you gonna kiss Daddy’s boo-boo better?”
-The End-
Summary: Kids say the darnedest things.
Timeframe: AU, other
Characters/Pairing: Established SamJack, Original Character
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG
Boo-boo
Recently hand-washed pans sat glistening on the countertop, droplets of water slowly sliding down the clean stainless steel. Washing her hands with a more gentle soap than that used on the dishes, Sam reached for a dish towel and cocked her head when she heard childish giggling, followed by a muffled yelp and a thump.
Turning from the sink as small footsteps trampled loudly on the tiled floor seconds later, Sam raised her eyebrows at the angelic face peering up at her, big brown eyes practically hidden behind curls of blonde. “Hey sweetie, what was that noise? Did you wake Daddy from his nap?” she asked the child in a soft, knowing voice.
“Uh-huh.” The little cherub nodded, her face soon scrunching up into an unreadable expression. “I jumped on Daddy and he got hurted.”
Sam’s brows furrowed suddenly with worry. “Jack?” she called, dropping the dish towel in her hands and swiftly striding to the living room.
The concerned child followed quickly behind her mommy.
Finding Jack on the floor by the couch, doubled over in pain, Sam hurried over to him. “Maddie,” she started, turning around to look at the little girl now sitting innocently on the sofa. “How did you jump on Daddy?”
“Like this!” The pint-sized two-year-old climbed up on the back of the sofa, then hopped down onto the cushions on her knees.
Jack groaned from the floor, one hand over his face, the other clutched between his knees. It was hard to breathe, but he managed to speak in a practically gasping voice. “Bony little knees…landing in places they should never land..”
Crawling off the couch, Maddie tugged at her mother’s shirt. “Mommy, what is ‘family joo-wuhls?’” she asked innocently.
Sam swung her gaze to the child with surprise, one hand on her suffering husband’s shoulder as she tried not to laugh. “Sweetie, where did you hear that?”
“When Daddy got hurted he said ‘Oy, my family joo-wuhls!’,” the little girl answered expressively.
Unable to prevent the burst of laughter this time, Sam had to put a hand over her mouth. She snorted and then looked down at her writhing husband sympathetically. “It’s something only daddies have, sweetheart.”
Jack lifted his head from the floor briefly, but said nothing.
“Oh.” Maddie stuck her lower lip out thoughtfully, then pointed at her father on the floor. “I think I broked Daddy’s.”
Sam managed to muffle her laughter through her hand this time. She reached down to rub Jack’s shoulder and then took him by the arm, tugging at him so that he was sitting up, leaning against the couch. There was a nauseas, pained look on his face that made Sam grimace. Maddie must have really gotten him good. She winced.
Jack let his head fall back, struggling to muffle his groans of pain in front of his daughter. Tears had leaked from the corners of his eyes and both hands were clutching at his groin.
“Want me to get you some ice or something?” Sam asked her husband helpfully, running a hand through his hair.
“No,” Jack ground out as Sam got up from where she’d been kneeling next to him on the floor. “I’ll be fine,” he insisted, still grimacing.
When Sam turned around, Maddie reached out and tugged at her pant leg, a serious look on her round, angelic face. “Mommy.”
“What is it, sweetheart?”
“Aren’t you gonna kiss Daddy’s boo-boo better?”
-The End-