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When Karl awoke that evening, he was in his bed. His blanket, which he loved dearly, was sprawled on his bed. He didn’t quite remember how he got there. He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, wincing in pain when he felt a tightness in his thigh. Oh now he remembered: He had gotten shots before and must’ve fallen asleep on the way back.
His leg felt sore and so did his arm. Whining slightly, he ventured out of his bed and through the hallway. If he could find Daddy, maybe his hurting would stop. He suddenly heard laughter come from a certain room and the voice sounded familiar. Karl barged in the room curiously, gasping when he saw what Daddy was doing.
He was streaming.
Thank goodness his set-up was facing the opposite direction of the door so Sapnap could see Karl, but the chat couldn’t. The shorter bit his lip nervously. He sat up in his chair more and cleared his throat before speaking. “Oh no. Stamps just…knocked over one of my playbuttons, I should get him!” He excused himself. “I’ll be right back.”
He muted himself before he addressed Karl, who stood there in guilt. He ran his fingers through his hair and cupped his cheek tenderly. Karl looked down. “Daddy. No mean ta wuin da St’eam.” He apologized.
“It’s alright, baby. You didn’t ruin Daddy’s stream. What’s wrong?” Sapnap reassured, picking him up. He took him to the nursery and laid him on the changing table. “Do you need a change, Karl?”
Karl nodded his head, blushing. “Huwts, Daddy. Da shots huwt Kawl’s awm and weg. Wan’ Daddy make owie go ‘way.” He explained as Sapnap wiped him up and got him into a white pull-up with small pandas printed on it. He also took the opportunity to change his clothes into gray sweatpants and a purple hoodie with Mickey Mouse on the front.
Sapnap smiled as he watched the little look at himself in the mirror, adoring himself. He picked him up one more. “Well Daddy can’t make the owie go away but I can still make you happy!” He said, taking him downstairs.
Karl could just barely contain his happiness, remembering what Sapnap had promised he would get for him. He was sat down on the couch while Sapnap went into the kitchen. He flapped his hands next to his neck, smiling bright. Daddy then came back holding, not ice cream, but a remote.
”Your favorite Tv show is on! Daddy still has to stream so you can watch this.” Sapnap exclaimed, turning on the Tv. Karl cocked his head to one side. It wasn’t exactly what he thought he would get.
“Daddy? I- He started but was interrupted.
“C’mon. It’s Ben and Holly! I’ll come in a few minutes.” Sapnap urged gently as he set the remote on a high shelf. He picked Karl up and placed him in his playpen. “Stay right here, ok Honey. I’ll be right back.”
Karl stared at him in confusion, watching as he went back upstairs. He hoped Daddy would come back, say it’s all a joke and give him his ice cream and lots of cuddles. But he didn’t. Karl reclined on the fluffy pillows, scowling as he flipped onto his stomach. He lined up his cars and trucks, as well as his blocks and stuffies, focusing on it greatly.
When Sapnap hadn’t come back and it was already 15 minutes, he got impatient. “DADDY!” He shouted. “COME BACK!” He heard the top floor rumble.
With that tone of voice, it didn’t take long for Sapnap to frantically come rushing down the stairs, the brunet peering with a head tilt. “Sweetheart, are you alright? Are you hurt or anything?” He questioned quickly as he examined him.
Karl shook his head. “No Daddy. Get da t’eat now?”
Now it was Sapnap’s turn to frown. “But…Karl, I thought something was wrong. And I ended the stream so abruptly!” He explained, pulling out his phone. Maybe he could send a tweet to address the streaming situation.
“Bu’ Daddy! Kawl get da t’eat cause he weawwy good and make feew bettew!” He whined while making grabby hands.
Daddy moaned in disapproval. “No, Karl. I never said that and don’t yell while I’m streaming. You should’ve already..” He cut himself off with a sigh. “I Just don’t believe you.”
Karl felt himself tremble as he listened. He clenched his fist and bit down on his lip. What was Daddy saying? There was no way he just said that after he promised!
Unless he wasn’t good. Daddy always said he was good, though. He was good.
The little pouted and curled into a ball, flicking his fingers. He couldn’t help but cry, glassy liquid staining his cheeks. Daddy had forgotten and yelled at him. Maybe he wasn’t supposed to shout while he streamed but what else could he do? Daddy had left him all alone downstairs. He bawled into his knees desperately, attracting the other’s attention.
Sapnap sighed and stepped into the playpen. “Love, please. You can’t get what you want everytime. You messed up Daddy’s stream and now he might be even more busy!”
His heart froze. He ruined Daddy’s stream. He ruined it! He was bad and it was no wonder he didn’t deserve the ice cream. He sobbed harder. “No mean t-ta wuin Dad-Daddy’s stream! Just w-wan’ed da-da ice c’eam. Daddy p-pomised! Kawl sowwy!”
The caregiver’s face lost color. Wait. He did promise to get Karl ice cream while they were getting shots. Poor Karl was so scared. Now he’s heartbroken. Sapnap held out his hand. “Baby, it’s not your fault. It’s mine. Daddy forgot about what he promised. You were probably just confused and sad. I’m sorry.”
However, he didn’t accept the apology. “No Daddy. Don’ desewbe it. Karl dids an uh-oh.” He sniveled. Sapnap embraced him in a tight hug, digging Karl’s head in the crook of his neck.
“No, bubba. You do deserve it. You did good and you should be rewarded. We both did uh-ohs and that’s ok. Just as long as we say sorry, right?” Sapnap comforted. He felt Karl nod before he pulled out of the hug.
Karl twisted his fingers. “C-can Kawl and Daddy get Ice c’eam now?”
“Yeah let’s go!” Sapnap agreed, lifting him out of the playpen. He helped him with his shoes and they were out the door.
When they came back, Karl had a joyful look on his face and he was grinning from ear to ear. His tears were gone yet it still left marks. He had his favorite flavor, which was Neapolitan ice cream, in his grasp. Sapnap also appeared in the doorway, holding his flavor too, it being vanilla chocolate chip. They fell down in the bed, Karl happy and safe in Daddy’s warm arms. Once they were done, they requested pizza and opted to have a reverse day by beginning with breakfast and ending with dessert.
After they were satisfied with their dinner/breakfast, Karl grabbed his paci and “happy hugged.” All worries being pushed into another day.