Little Tally Pt. 2
Mama and Daddy think it’s a good idea to get some fresh air. Tally does not.
Warning: non sexual discipline/spanking
And fluff. Cute fluff.
Stick around, in the next part, Brian will come over for a play date with Papa Sam and Daddy Liam.
DO NOT tag this with anything that will be seen by the CR fans or cast.
Taliesin groans softly as he rolls over in bed. He is in the guest room, which often times serves as his bedroom for long periods. He doesn’t bother with checking the time as he gets out of bed. The bright sun pushing through the slats of the blinds tell him it’s plenty late into the morning and time to get up.
The house is quiet, Tal doesn’t here talking or the tv, and he doesn’t smell cooking. Shuffling around the room for a moment he grabs his cellphone, headphones, and Mischeif, before going out to the living room. Sure enough, no one is up, and the master bedroom door is closed. He isn’t very suprised, sense they had got home late last night after the premier.
Taliesin dumps his things onto the sofa before changing direction to the kitchen, where he finds himself a package of poptarts and a juice pouch. With his breakfast found, the boy returns to the sofa which is warmed by the morning sun shinning bright through the front windows. He puts his head phones in, starting up a video on his phone to watch some gameplay as he eats.
After a couple of videos and the long gone poptarts, Marisha appears in the living room doorway in her tanktop and sweats. Taliesin takes his head phones out in time to hear her call, “he’s in here babe.” She comes over to the baby. “What mess have you made?” She brushes crumbs off his tshirt. “Sticky. You made yourself some breakfast huh?”
Taliesin nods, “mmhhmm. Yup. Was hungry.”
“Yeah. Sorry mama and daddy didn’t get up till now. You want some fruit salad?”
Taliesin scrunches his nose a little. “Is it pineapple?”
“Nope. None. Its got kiwi though.” She assures.
“Oooh. Kiwis.” Taliesin abandons his spot on the sofa, grabbing his garbage to toss as he heads to the kitchen. Mama grabs a bowl and the large bowl of chopped fruit from the fridge.
“Too much.” Taliesin says as she scoops a rainbow of fruit pieces into his bowl.
“You’ve had alot of junk. Do your best to finish this.” She kisses his head and hands the bowl over.
“Okay mama.” Taliesin nods.
Matt comes in as the little is sitting down with his fork. Matt wordlessly sets a small pill planner down next to Tal. Most of the compartments were open and empty, with only Saturday sitting shut with the three pills and a gummy vitamin. Matt goes to the fridge and returns with a big cup of chocolate milk. The nice premade kind from the glass bottle.
With a kiss to his head from the other man, Taliesin then opens up his pill box. He chews the vitamin up for a moment then pops the three pills, swallowing them down with big gulps of choclate milk and a small shiver.
“Good boy.” Matt pinches his cheek abit.
Taliesin just nods, saying nothing about his medicine as he returns attention to his bowl of fruit. “What we gonna do today?”
Matt moves towards Marisha where coffee is being handled. “Not sure yet bug. Is there something you need to do?”
“No. But wanna do something.”
“I’m sure we will do something.” Matt assures.
Marisha speaks softly. “We’ve been meaning to go to the art museum over by old town.”
“The Spencer?” Matt whispers too as he fiddles with his mug. “I don’t know if Tal is gonna be up for something like that.”
“Taliesin loves that kind of crap.”
“Yeah, but Tally can get antsy in places like that. We don’t want to set him up for a bad day. We don’t know where he is.”
“He seems plenty big enough for a museum today.” Marisha looks at the back of Taliesin who is still only dressed in his pajamas of a tshirt and underwear.
“We have to make sure.” Matt shakes his head. “He had a rough patch yesterday and it breaks my heart to see him so upset. He really is trying to just be good this weekend. I don’t want to push him to much.”
“Of course Matt. I don’t want to just set him up for failure. We wait till after lunch. If he seems up for it then we go. If not…maybe see if there is a craft class in the arts district?”
Matt nods slowly. “Okay. Sounds good. Sounds like a plan.” He finishes fixxing his coffee just in time for Taliesin to scoot up behind them.
Taliesin is looking at them both expectant but quiet.
“Hmmm. What is happening inside the babies head? Looks like he wants something.” Marisha smirks a little before sipping at her mug.
Taliesin pouts at her and holds his hands up, cupping them.
“You look plenty awake baby bug,” Matt shakes his head.
“But but…please?” The little pleads, trying to keep himself from whinning.
“Asking so nicely,” Matt grins. “Go ahead buddy.”
Taliesin grins and starts up a coffee for himself as well. When they had first started playing together, Matt and Marisha had attempted to cut Coffee from Taliesin when he was little Tally. But all that got any of them was more trouble. Grumpy, jumpy, jittery Taliesin and two thread bare care givers who couldn’t handle the fits and sour additude of someone who depended on the caffine drug as much as they did. Taliesin was allowed coffee, though still less of it then he drank when working as an adult.
“Do you wanna just lay around the house for now baby?” Marisha ask, “we will go out and do something tonight. Kay?”
“Okay. Busy mama?” Taliesin twists his mouth up.
Marisha just laughs. “I’m allways busy baby. But just a little bit today. Daddy will play with you. You guys can play some games.”
Matt grins at Taliesin and nods. “Wanna do some co-op, buddy?”
“Yeah!” Taliesin grins and takes a quick drink. “And maybe a little craft? With mama. When she’s not busy.”
Matt looks skeptical. “A little craft? How little?”
“Bracelets?” Tally grins.
“Alright. Bracelets sound not too messy.” Matt allows. “We will play games then mama will make bracelets with us.”
“Sounds good to me,” Marisha nods. “I gotta sort through emails baby. Be a good boy for daddy.” She kisses Taliesin’s cheek then kisses Matt before leaving them to go hide away in her office.
Taliesin look up at Matt for a moment before taking another drink and returning to his breakfast. Matt gets himself a matching bowl of fruit before sitting with his boy. The conversation quickly turns to the Spiderman movie, and Matt thinks that Marisha may be right and Tal might be feeling pretty big today.
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After a few dozen rounds of OverWatch, Taliesin makes a break for the bathroom. “Can’t hold it any more. Be right back.” He sets his controller aside.
As Tal leaves, Matt can’t help but think that yeah, Taliesin was hardly down in his little space at all. He wasn’t sure what has pushed the boy up this morning, but it was fine. They let Taliesin move around his head space naturally. He just has to abide by the rules unless explicity stated other wise.
Matt sends Marisha a text, checking to see if she wanted anything to drink or was ready to come do that craft.
‘Tally needs to go outside and get fresh air. We all do. Ill come out and have a walk with you two. See if he wants to feed the ducks.’ -Marisha
Matt glances at his watch and sees it is nearly lunch time. 'Sounds good,’-Matt. He shuts everything down and gets up to go get ready.
“What are you doing? Aren’t we gonna play some more?” Taliesin is standing at the door now, hands fiddling at his chest.
“Maybe later. Marisha is about to come out.”
“Oh! Bracelets!” Taliesin cuts in with a big smile. “Ill go get the stuff.”
“Whoa whoa little man. New plan. We all need some excersize. Family walk to the park. You wanna feed the ducks?” Matt tries to bribe, watching Tal’s face fall.
“But. We were…gonna do bracelets.” He frowns. “I don’t wanna go out. It’s gonna be hot.”
“It’s not that hot, we just walked yesterday. We are gonna go to the park. It’ll be nice. You love the park.” Matt is hopefull, trying to think of the right way to talk Tal into going on this walk. “We are gonna do the craft later.”
“But I wanna do bracelets. You said we was doin’ bracelets!” Taliesin grabs the bottom of his shirt, twisting it in his hands.
Its pretty clear that Taliesin was dropping fast and needed to calm down even quicker. “Tal. You wanna go sit down for abit before we talk about this any more?”
“Only if you’re gonna change your mind,” Taliesin snaps, nose scrunching.
“Hey. Watch the tone, you are not gonna be happy if you keep this up.” Matt warns.
“Not gon’ be happy either way cause you’re being dumb and making me go walk.” The boy spits his words out like he is being made to do a much worse offence. Matt is entirely unimpressed by the little boy’s sour mood.
“I think you need to go right to your bed and go have a time out before you get yourself in some real trouble little boy.” Matt straighten’s up, making sure he stood above Taliesin as he puts on his best stern look. Inside he was pleading with Taliesin to go calm down before this escalates any further. No luck.
Taliesin whines for a moment. “Thas’ ..thas’ not fair! I can’t be in trouble jus’ 'cause I don’t wanna walk.”
“You’re gonna get introuble for your smart mouth mister. Come on. Time out.” Matt holds his hand out, “you can go sit with Mr.Mischeif and calm down.” As Matt reaches out to take Tal’s arm, the boy whines again and stomps his foot. Matt tries to grab Taliesin before he can go down, but it was no use. As soon as the foot stomps the living room rug, Tally goes down, sinking down onto his bottom with an 'oof.’ Taliesin looks up at Matt with wide eyes for a moment, suprised to find himself on the floor. Matt opens his mouth but before he can get a sound out, Taliesin escalates the situation by flopping down on his back, covering his face with both hands.
“Taliesin. No. Knock it off right now. You are not going to have a trantum about this.” Matt snaps.
“Not!” Taliesin barks back, kicking one foot.
Matt has no chance of pulling Taliesin off the floor. “Yes you are. You are being naughty. You’re gonna be in big trouble if you dont take your bottom to the bed room immediately.”
“It’s attached!” Taliesin sticks his tongue out at Matt.
“That’s it.” Matt grabs Taliesin’s wrist. “Up. Now. You’re getting a spanking. I’m done being nice.”
“No! Nooo!” Taliesin tugs aganist the hold. He gets his hand back and flips onto his hand’s and knees to flee.
Matt catches him by the shoulder, landing two smacks joined by Taliesin’s loud protests. The little boy reaches back to try and stop his daddy. It only causes him to fall onto his belly.
“What are you two-,” Marisha comes in, prompted by all the noise. She is cut off by the sight, face settling into her own firm mask.
Matt says nothing to his fiancé as he swats Taliesin over his Minecraft sweats.
“Daddy! Daddy stoooop! Ow ooow!”
Matt grabs the boy’s arm above the elbow and tugs, getting back to his feet. “Up. Now.”
Taliesin scrambles up with Matt’s help.
“You are going to go to your bed for your time out.” Matt continues to spank Taliesin now that he’s standing, keeping a firm hold on the little’s arm.
“Ooow. Yees daaady! Yees!”
Matt let’s him go, and Taliesin immediately rushes past Marisha, not looking at her as he scrambles into his bedroom.
The door closes down the hall, and there is a beat of silence befor Matt sighs heavily, rubbing his face for a moment. Marisha crosses the room and puts her arms arouns him. “You’re such a good daddy.” She says softly.
“Yeah yeah.” Matt hugs her and shares a soft kiss. “I’m alright. Just had to calm down for a moment.”
“What happened?” She keeps her arms around Matt.
“I told him we were going to go to the park and he got upset that we weren’t doing crafts. I told him we could later. Gave him plenty of chances to calm down. But he really pushed me.” Matt shakes his head.
“He’s good at that,” Marisha smiles a little. “And you’re much more patient then I can be. I would have smacked his butt long before he got a chance to get to the floor like that.”
“I know I know. Sometimes if I keep calm he will break through and he tells me what’s wrong and we can skip any trouble. Other times it just bites me in the ass and he just gets worked up.” Matt let’s Marisha go and heads over to the table to straighten up their game stuff and some glasses. He pauses and catches sight of the beloved purple cat abandoned on the sofa.
“Go. I’ll clean in here.” Marisha shoos Matt. “You need to check on him anyway.”
“Yeah.” Matt grabs the cat and takes a deep breath before heading towards Taliesin’s designated room. When he pushes the door open, he spots Taliesin down on the floor on floors, rooting around beneath the bed. His little boy yelps at being spotted out of his timeout spot, and leaps onto his bed, starring at Matt with wide eyes.
“What are you doing off your bed little one?” Matt’s voice is calm now, gentle.
“I - I was jus’ um…oh.” Taliesin is stammering before he spots his kitty and holds his hands out. Matt hands it over and watches the boy cuddle the toy close.
“Were you looking for your kitty?”
“Yes daddy.”
“Okay baby.” Matt sits down by him.
Taliesin is still sniffling, cheek pressed to his kitty now. Matt sits down next to him, folding his hands in his lap as he watches Taliesin hiccup.
“Am I in trouble?” Taliesin finally breaks their silence.
“Are you still gonna brat off or are you gonna be behave like the good baby you are?”
Taliesin manages to blush under his big, crocodile tears. “I’m gonna be good.”
“Alright. Then you aren’t in any more trouble.” Matt reaches over now, pushing back Taliesin’s hair. But Tal won’t stop crying. It’s not praticularly hard sobs, but it’s steady whines and whimpers and lots of fresh tears.
Matt gets off the bed and goes to the long vanity. When he opens a top drawer, he can hrar the babie’s sobs pick up behind him. “Hush. Daddy is just getting your paci. No more tears.” He returns with just that. Poping open the plastic container it was stored in.
“Open,” Matt holds it up to Tal’s lips. The boy hesitates just a moment before accepting it. Matt hopes, as he sits down, that the pacifier will help push Taliesin down in his head space and ground him some. The poor baby was so worked up. He just needed to be a baby, then he would calm down.
“So,” Matt starts to speak again. “Mama and I will help you clean up and get changed before we go on our walk. Do you want to feed the ducks?”
Tally just nods now, not even trying to speak around his pacifier. The one he’s been given is navy blue and red, and it bounces rhythmicly as he sucks.
“Okay. You can’t take the dummy but you can take Mischeif. Sound good?”
Tally nods again. His tears have stopped, leaving him with just little sniffs and hiccups.
Marisha knocks softly before coming in. Her face falling into a warm smile as Tally holds his hands up to her. She coos softly as him as she takes his hands and kisses his forehead.
“Oooh look. Look at my baby. He is so cute.” Marisha smiles at him. Tally just shakes his head in response. “No? My baby isn’t cute? Oh but he is. So so very cute.”
Matt reaches over and starts to poke at the boy’s sides, then begins to tickle him. Taliesin lets out a squeal from around his pacifier and falls back on the bed trying to retreat. Matt stops but Marisha leans down and kisses his belly.
“That was very cute.”
Tally is panting softly as his caregivers spend a few minutes petting and coddling him in the bed. Kisses exchanged between them all.
