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It seemed like a regular day for husbands Max and Charles. They had come to the paddock together just like they always did, separating just after they had scanned their paddock passes, one heading to the Ferrari garage and the other to the Red Bull Garage. They would of course always visit each other in their drivers rooms, the funny looks the other had gotten for entering “enemy territory” from fellow coworkers long in the past.

It had been clear to Charles that it probably wasn’t going to be a regular day from the get go though. His team mate Carlos wasn’t there when he entered the Ferrari grounds that fine Friday since he had to have his appendix removed. He knew he was about to be met with Ollie, Oliver Bearman, a young f2 driver from the Ferrari academy, Fred had called in to replace Carlos for the weekend. Ever since hearing about the young driver being his teammate for the next couple of days, he had been very exited. Charles had met the driver a view times before and really liked the boy. He was really exited to finally be the older team mate, even for just such a short time and somewhat guide another driver, give some helpful tips and be looked up to. He really wanted to be what seb had been to him. Even though he sadly did not have four world champion titles under his belt, yet, he felt like he could still be of great value for an inexperienced driver.

What charles hadn’t expected to walk into was a horde of engineers, dressed in red, standing around something gawking and scratching their heads seemingly at a loss as to what they were looking at. Charles was really confused until one of the engineers moved and he could see a little boy with brunette hair and the biggest brown eyes looking up at the group of people terrified. What struck Charles the most about him was the miniature Ferrari race suite he was wearing, that looked almost too got to be a replica of the one he and Carlos always wore, it almost seemed like it was a shrunken version of the suit.

„come on ollie you don’t got to be scared“ he heard one of the engineers say to the frightened boy. Ollie? as in his temporary teammate Ollie. But that could not be Ollie, his teammate was 18 not approximately two years old. Charles being so consumed by his own rather confusing thoughts caused him to not see Fred approach and jumping furiously when the man laid his hand on his shoulder all of a sudden.

„Putain you scared me“ he told his team principal, rubbing his hand over his hammering heart. „What exactly am I looking at?“ he asked the French man pointing into the direction of the Ferrari engineers that were still gathered around the small boy that had yet to speak a word. „Well you are looking at Oliver Bearman, that was found here like that about 20 minutes ago“ he explained. „And apparently he is not the only driver this has happened to. A lot of the drivers that arrived to the track early were found like this“ he continued. „Merde how does something like that even happen?“ the monegasque asked dumbfounded. „They have no idea, they will have to check the security cameras or something. But one thing is for sure and that is that there wont be a practice today and probably no race on Sunday either, then again we don’t know how permanent this is“ the team principal said rubbing his hand over his face and shaking his head in disbelief.

Charles was just about to ask the other man again, how on earth something like that could happen, when an earth shattering shirk was heard. „Noo“ the little boy shirked. „Go way…leave ollie alone“ he demanded, looking frightened from one engineer to the other as his eyes were slowly filling with tears until he let out a gut wrenching sob. It turned into the boy fully sobbing and that was it for Charles. Somebody had to finally rescue the poor boy, because he clearly did not want to be gawked at by unfamiliar men a second longer. So Charles stepped forward hoping to get a different reaction out of the little Brit.

„hey ollie, it‘s charles, do you remember me?“ he asked the little one carefully crouching down in front of him and reaching out for one of his little hands, wanting to provide comfort to the still sobbing child. Ollie looked up at Charles tentatively yet his big teary brown eyes flashing with something that looked a lot like recognition. „Charlie“ he said almost as if he couldn’t believe the man had come to save him „love charlie, charlie very nice“ he continued, grabbing the man’s outstretched had like a lifeline and then walking into his open arms to hide into his chest.

Charles could feel his heart warm at the little boys sweet words and he was pretty sure he had just heard Fred cooe at them. He instinctively wrapped his arms around the boys small figure. „Charlie make them go way, ollie scared“ the Brit spoke into his chest. „Of course mon nounours, i‘ll tell them to give us some privacy, you don’t have to be scared “ he reassured the boy, pressing a kiss on his head. The pet name falling from his lips like he had never called the boy anything else, it did fit the little boy impossibly well.

So that was what he did, but instead of sending all the people away, Charles hefted the little boy onto his hip and making his way to his drivers room, away from all the curious eyes.“ I‘ll go and look if I can find something else for him to wear“ Fred told him as they passed the man by. When they arrived at the drivers room, he wanted to place the little Brit on his couch but the boy clung to him. „ nooo cuddle“ he demanded tightening his grip around the other man’s neck. „alright, alright we can cuddle mon petit“ Charles answered, sitting down with the boy in his lap and throwing a blanked other them to get more comfortable.

He would have to text max soon, he had a feeling they would be having a little guest for the time being. But he was pretty sure his husband would not mind to much, as the man adored children and always talked about how things would be when it was finally their time to have a family. Charles loved when he got like that and he had to admit he adored children probably just as much as max but he also knew they still were way to busy with their careers to have a family yet. Not to mention they already had a lot going on at home with jimmy, sassy and leo, for how busy they always were.

After a few minutes of blissfully calm cuddling, there was a knock at the door and a few seconds later Fred entered the room with a bag in his hand. „look little ollie, I brought you some stuff, so you can finally take off that race suit and be comfortable“ he said sitting down next to the pair and holding out the bag. Ollie lifted his head curiously from where it had been resting on Charles shoulder, but didn’t reach out to take the bag. „wow Fred, thank you so much!“ charles said animatedly taking the bag from the man, as ollie was not about to do it. „lets see whats in here ollie!“ he told the little boy, who nodded excitedly, pulling out the bag’s contents.

In there were black sweatpants, a black sweater which had Ferrari spelled out on it in yellow and even little white, red and black puma sneakers with the Ferrari logo on them. Also some tiny socks and underwear, charles had no idea where he had gotten that from that fast. „Do you want to get changed?“ he asked the little boy in his lap after showing him the clothing. „Yes please, suit is not comfy“ Ollie complained already starting to pull the sipper of the race suit down.

So Charles got to work quickly changing the boy, luckily he was practiced at that, having changed his nephews and niece quite a lot. After Ollie was dressed again, Fred spoke up.

„I have a little surprise for you“ he said pulling out a brown teddy bear from behind his back, that of course was wearing a tiny black shirt with the Ferrari logo on it. „thought it was fitting, non“ Fred told Charles with a grin, while ollie was already grabbing the teddy out of his hands and examining it. „thank you, thank sooo much!! Ollie loves teddy!“ he exclaimed excitedly. „now we got two little bears huh“ Charles said lovingly as he watch the boy cuddle the toy to his chest.

A sense of calmness washed over them as they watched the little Brit play with the bear but it wasn’t meant to last as all of a sudden the door burst open and a distraught „papa charlie“ echoed through the small room. Three heads turned simultaneously and Charles could barely believe his eyes. Standing in the door was his husband, looking uncharacteristically worried, with a red cheeked toddler on his hip, that looked a lot like a tiny version of Oscar Piastri. The little boy, who charles assumed was Oscar, was making grabby hands at him wiggling furiously in his husband‘s hold.

‘Mon dieu’ Charles thought to himself ‘what on earth is going on today’

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The day had started just like an average Friday for world champion max verstappen, he had come to the grid with his husband and after waving goodbye to charles and being followed around by the media, he had arrived at the Red Bull Garage.

He had his regular Friday morning meeting with gp, going over data and now they were only waiting for his teammate, checo, to finally show up to have their big meeting to kick off the weekend.

Now Checo wasn’t necessarily a punctual person but he always got to the meetings on time, which led max to have the weird feeling that something was not right. Just a few minutes after that thought had crossed his mind, he was proven right.

An alarmed looking checo walked into the garage, with what looked to be a - a toddler in a McLaren Polo? - perched onto his hip. The toddler had a head full of wild curls and was seemingly very agitated, his body wracking with sobs.

“What on gods green earth is going on here?” Christian asked the Mexican very confused and obviously irritated.“I - this - I can explain okay. Those are Lando” he gestured at the sobbing toddler in his arms “and Oscar” he said while looking behind him.”Wait where is Oscar” the man worriedly gazed around the room, because there was in fact, no Oscar behind him.

Max senses sprung to life, this was not good. He looked around the room and there he was, a little brown haired boy, trying to climb a set of tiers. The bright orange of his polo creating an almost sore spot in the mute colored garage. The Dutch man immediately hurried over to him, non of the others having spotted the boy yet.
Just as max was approaching the little Aussie had reached the final tire, of the three stacked onto top of each other, his little tongue sticking out of his mouth in concentration.

But just as Oscar reached the top and Max the scene, the tire at the very top started to slight off the others. Using all his well trained reflexes, he was able to grab the little boy just a millisecond before the tire fell to the ground with a loud thud.

“Woah schatje, you got to be careful or you could get hurt” max told the little boy who looked at the fallen tire rather unimpressed. His gaze wandered to max, his nonchalant attitude he carried as an adult, very present in his little toddler face but his big green eyes were giving curiosity away.

The little Aussie looked the man up and down, as best as he could from where he was now sitting on his hip. “Maxie” he exclaimed after observing him, clearly recognizing the man in what ever state he was in. Max baffled by the fact that he was holding, what had to be a two year old version of Oscar Piastri, the adopted grid son of his Husband (and him of course) and had to give him a once over too.

His hands were tiny and his hair a little lighter the usual. His eyes were big in his little face and his nose was the cutest little button nose max had ever seen. Little Osc was unbelievably cute but which still left the question - why was he a toddler?

“Oscar, what happened to you, huh? Why are you fun sized sweetheart?” he asked the toddler in his arms, who promptly shrug his shoulders at him, ever the nonchalant guy. “Oscie no know Maxie” the child told him. Making Max’s heart warm at calling himself ‘Oscie’.

Deciding that that was probably more of a question for Checo, the man made his way back to the others. Checo was still trying to console a very upset tiny lando. As Max came closer, he finally understood what had gotten the boy worked up.

“Wan Calos!!” the Brit told checo adamantly hitting his chest with his little had. “Shhh I know….I know Nene, but he is not here today” the Mexican told him bouncing him in his arms.”What about Danny, lando? Would you like to see him? you loove Danny don’t you?” max spoke up animatedly, really trying to sell it to the little guy. All the eyes were now wandering from lando to max, everyone immediately looking at Oscar, as they had yet to see the other tiny McLaren Driver.

Lando looked over to max too, his sobs slowing down a little and the look on his face making max hope he was considering what he had just offered him.
“Yeah Lando wanna go and see Danny!” the toddler agreed, thank the lord for that one, now looking up at checo expectedly.“Alright alright I’ll take you there, but you have to calm down a little first cariño” he told the toddler that still was breathing heavily trying to recover from all the sobbing he had done.

“Now that that is settled, it still leaves the question as to why you have the McLaren drivers in toddler version with you” Christian asked clearly wanting to finally know, what exactly was even going on. “I just found them” checo said in a nonsense voice. “I was making my way to the garage and then there they were. In the middle of the way, Lando crying for Carlos and Oscar just standing next to him” he explained.”why didn’t you just bring them back to their own garage?” Christian asked confused. “Because they didn’t wanna go” Checo exclaimed.
”One was screaming at me ‘no no laren, wan calos!!’ And the other one would not say anything and I was late for the meeting and I very obviously could not just leave them there or would you disagree Christian?” he furiously finished off his rant. Poor checo, max thought.

“No of course not” Christian said, rubbing his hand other his face and letting out a deep sigh. “I will let zak know his drivers are here and toddlers“ he continued pulling out his phone, mumbling something that sounded dangerously a lot like ‘please don’t pick up’

Well Max wouldn’t have wanted to be making that call either. “wanna go see Danny..NOW!” Lando was heard again, the toddlers surprisingly had both been quiet for their adult conversation. “Yes i’ll take you now nene, lets go” checo told the toddler, almost sprinting out of the Red Bull Garage and into the direction of the Vcarb one. He clearly finally wanted to put the little Brit out of his misery and probably also himself.

“And what are we going to do with you schatje?hm?” Max asked the little Aussie on his hip affectionately, kissing his chubby cheek. “Looks like you will be hanging out with us a little” he told the little boy.
But it seamed like that was the last thing Oscar wanted to do.

“Wan papa“ the little one demanded.“I’m sorry baby, but your papa is not here, he’s in Australia” max told Oscar, feeling bad for the little guy. “No papa here! Wan see papa” Oscar insisted trying to stomp his feet that were dangeling in the air. The nonchalant toddler from minutes ago left behind.

“Schatje, please, Papa is not here. How about we call him, hm? Would you like that?” he tried to problem solve, but Oscar was having non of it. “No Oscie, no like that. Oscie wanna see papa, now” Oscar exclaimed physically getting worked up, trying to wiggle out of maxes hold and his checks starting to redden.

“Oscar I-“ “NO wanna see papa Charlie right now” the toddler screamed out before max could even finish his sentence. Wiggling around in maxes hold and kicking his feet even more wildly while doing so. Max stood there dead in his tracks at the discovery that the toddler wanted his husband and not the father that had raised him. ‘at least now I know who he wants’ he thought.

“Okay, Oscie, i will take you to papa Charlie alright? No need to be upset anymore” he reassured the toddler, bouncing him in his hold effectively claiming him down a little.”Yes go see papa Charlie, please” the toddler told him looking up at him with big hopeful green eyes.”Of course schatje” max replied almost melting away from the Aussies cuteness. He started his journey to the Ferrari Garage, giving the toddler a kiss on the head for good measure.

When he entered the garage it was deserted, which was very odd. There wee no engineers or other staff to be found. But on the other hand he was holding a shrunken two year old version of one of his grid mates so this was not that odd.

What he was meet with when he entered his husband’s drivers room was very odd indeed though. On the floor of the drivers room, cuddling a teddy bear to his chest was Oliver Bearman. But not the 18 year old version of him that Max knew, no it was a child approximately the same age as the one he was holding. What on earth was going on around her today?

He could not finish that thought though as a distraught “Papa Charlie” rang through the room, the toddler in his arm starting to wiggle around in his grip yet again after finally laying eyes on the person he had so desperately wanted to see.

Three heads turned into his direction simultaneously, shock and confusion clearly written on their faces.

‘Yup, no one has a damn clue as to what is going on here, simply lovely’ max thought to himself.

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Daniel had just arrived at his drivers room and was about to arrange all his things just the way he liked them to be during a race weekend. He wanted to use the little time he had before the usual chaos started, to get into game mode. He wanted to deliver, be the driver people made him out to be and he also knew the pressure was there for the team to have a good season and score some points.

He sat down on his couch, trying to attempt the meditation exercises his trainer had taught him. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and there it was. One of the most urgent knocks on his doors, he had ever heard. ‘Gee I can never have a moment of peace around here’ Daniel thought as he got up to open the door, expecting it to be Yuki wanting to talk about the track again or his engineer wanting to get his opinion on data, but instead he was met with a very disheveled looking Checo Perez.

Checo had the most exhausted look on his face Daniel had ever seen on the man. But what caught Daniel’s eye was the oddly familiar looking toddler on Checos hip. The toddler had a head full of curls and his green/bluish eyes were red rimed, his breathing heavy and loud like he had been crying not too long ago. The toddler looked even more done in then checo.

But that wasn’t one of checos children, Daniel had met them before and non of them looked like this one. In fact the toddler looked a lot like his old teammate and dear friend Lando Norris, but Lando didn’t have a child, right?

“Checo wha-“ the Aussie began.”Danny!” the little boy exclaimed, launching himself at Danny. Luckily the man was able to catch him as the boy had also caught checo off guard, the man losing his hold on him.

“Woah Buddy, hi there” Danny said to the toddler in surprise, situating him on his hip. He looked at checo questioningly, the man sighed. “This is lando” the man explained gesturing at the toddler. “What??” Daniel asked the man looking confused between him and the little boy in his arms. Now noticing that the toddler was wearing a tiny version of the McLaren team kit.

“It is, they have no idea how it happened yet, but Oscar is also this size. And apparently it didn’t just happen to them. I just saw Yuki on my way in, he was in a hurry, Pierre called him panicked because he also found Esteban like this and had no clue what to do with the boy” Danny had to laugh at that, of course Pierre would need Yuki as his backup to handle a toddler. But it did kind of creep him out, how could something like that happen?

It was unbelievable, he looked at the little toddler in his arms that looked right back at him with the most trusting eyes he had ever seen.”Dont look at me like that my man, I’m gonna melt away because of you” he told the toddler affectionately ruffling his hair.

“No! Danny no melt away, Lando needs Danny here!” the toddler exclaimed. Danny had to laugh at that, little Lando was just the cutest.”of course not sweetheart, I’ll be right here with you” he reassured the little Brit, placing a kiss on top of his curls.

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Checo left them after that, wanting to go check on Oscar that was with max at Red Bull. He of course had checked with Danny first if it was okay for him to look after Lando for the time being. Which he of course was, his heart almost breaking after finding out how the boy had cried for Carlos. But he seemed to be happy as a clam with him now, which in return made Danny very happy.

Shortly after checo had left, the little Brit was toddling around Danny’s driver room and he spotted the football he always kept in it to play with Yuki and other crew members.”Lando wanna play footie danny!” the toddler squealed excitedly. “Of course sweetheart” danny immediately agreed not being able to deny the sweet boy anything.

So the pair started kicking the ball around the small room. Danny having to admit the tiny Brit had a mean aim. All was well until the toddler shot the ball against the wall and it bounced right back at him, straight into his face and sending the little boy flying. When little Lando landed head first on the hard wood floor, Daniel felt his heart sink. A loud thud was heard followed by a heart wrenching painful sob. Lando’s face was scrunched up in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks with his face starting to turn cherry red.

“Oh Lando, sweetheart. Come here, it’s okay” Danny wasn’t sure who he was trying to calm down, him or the tyke, as he was carefully picking him up off the floor, grateful that there was no blood.

“Shh Baby…it’s alright, you will be alright…shhh” he murmured to the boy while rocking him and circling the room, trying his best to calm him down. His own heart still in his throat.”Calos” the small McLaren driver whimpered.”I know you want Carlos baby, I’m so sorry he can’t be here right now love” he told the boy, rubbing his back, trying to be that comfort he was searching for in Carlos right now.

After a few minutes of rocking the little Brit and pacing his drivers room, the boy started to calm down, his sobs subsiding. “Tired” Lando mumbled into the crook of Daniel’s neck that he was hiding his face in. “Let’s sit down and rest for a while then sweetheart” Daniel told lando sitting down on his couch, positioning the boy so that he was cuddled up against his chest. After he had thrown a blanket over the both of them, the boys eyes already started to drop. A view minutes of rubbing up and down the Brits back and he was fast asleep.

After making sure Lando was asleep, he grabbed his phone of the table next his couch and opened up his chat with Carlos.

CS🌶️55

so sorry to bother you,

hope you have a good and fast recovery.

please call me when you can

shit is going down, fr! 

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Lewis was late, late for the god damned Friday morning meeting. His morning had started so wonderfully, when Nico’s alarm had  blared and he knew that he could stay in the perfectly warm bed because he had to get up well after his husband. Nico had some early press commitments he had to get to, way earlier than his meetings at Mercedes.

But staying in that perfectly warm bed had caused him to fall in such a deep slumber again that he somehow had not heard his alarm. Which had caused him to shoot up straight in bed, 10 minutes before the meeting was set to start. So he rushed to the bathroom and got dressed as fast as he could, which brought him here, to the track exactly 15 minutes late for the meeting. He was surprised that Toto hadn’t called him yet, the Austrian valuing punctuality, just like his German husband did. It was always them germanics…15 minutes late was still on time in some countries. He still didn’t know how he had ended up surrounded by so many of them. ’Lucky me’ he thought, but they did have a weird charm about them he really liked. He was married to one of them after all.

“I’m so sorry I’m late” he said while entering the garage kinda out of breath. He shouldn’t have sprinted the last bit, he thought, as he tried to get his breathing under control. Looking up he saw that absolutely no one was paying attention to him. Toto, bono and two mechanics were standing in front of George’s car looking down at the drivers seat. It looked like they were looking at something rather confused as he could see Toto pinch his nose and bono scratching his head .’What is wrong with the car now?’ Lewis thought, what ever was wrong - it could not be good.

As Lewis stepped closer to the car, Toto spoke up. “George please come out of the car, you can’t drive it like that” his heavy accented voice laced with irritation, like it wasn’t the first time he had told George to do so. Which was weird because George always did what Toto or the team asked of him.

A stubborn “NOO” was heard in what sounded like a child’s voice and not George’s, that’s when Lewis saw it. In George’s car was a little toddler that was clinging to the base part of the halo like it was a lifeline, while furiously shaking his head. The boy had brunette hair and his little eyebrows were furiously knitted together, making him look as scary as a newborn kitten trying out its claws for the first time.

But that was not George, his giant teammate, which left the question as to what a little boy with the same name was doing in their garage, let alone their car.

When Lewis accidentally stepped on a screwdriver that was laying on the floor, the others finally noticed him. Bono walked over to him leaving the others with the child. “what’s going on mate?” he asked his engineer and longtime friend. “it’s complicated, but that is George” the other Brit said.

“What do you mean that’s George? That’s maybe A George but not OUR George” Lewis said, Bono was clearly trying to kid him.

“But it is our George, George Russell your teammate, was found her like that and in the car around 10 minutes ago” the man explained. “What the fuck dude? How is that possible?” Lewis asked confused. “They don’t know” bono said letting out a sigh. “But he isn’t the only one, it happened to other drivers too”he continued “there won’t be practice today and probably no race on Sunday either, not until they figure out what happened” he said while rubbing his hand over his face.

Before Lewis could ask for any more details a distraught“Georgie wants to race the caw!!” was heard. The toddler had now let go of the halo and let himself fall back against the seat getting visibly upset. “George plea-“ “nooo Toto a meanie” Toto was interrupted by the toddler, that was now kicking his limbs in all directions frustratedly. When Lewis saw tears starting to form in the poor boys eyes he knew he had to do something, as he was obviously not going to cooperate with Toto.

“Georgie” he spoke up softly, walking over to the little Brit, whose eyes were immediately on him. He stopped his movements and focused on the other man.”Lewie” he whimpered.” Hi darling, I heard you want to race the car?” he asked the toddler, who nodded his head immediately. “Yes Georgie wants to race the caw” he told Lewis looking up at him with his big blue orbs. “But Georgie, the car doesn’t work yet. It’s only Friday, they still have to finish it before we can race it and look, it doesn’t even have a steering wheel yet silly” he explained to the boy gesturing at the mechanics when he mentioned that they still had to finish it. He was praying that the little racer couldn’t remember that that wasn’t the truth.

“No has no steering wheel yet” he agreed with Lewis. “That’s right love, but you now what?” he asked the toddler again. “noo what?” the Brit asked eyes bright with curiosity. “I have two, slightly smaller, versions of this same exact car, that work! We can race those cars, wouldn’t that be nice” he said animatedly, making it sound oh so exciting for the toddler.

George looked at him in way where he could almost see the wheels turn in his little head. He was giving it some serious thought, some things seemed to never change.

“Yes” he said after a while “Georgie would like to do that!” he exclaimed raising his arms so Lewis could get him out of the car.

“Brilliant Baby, let’s go” he told the boy kissing his cheek while picking him up and placing him on his hip.

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And that’s how they ended up on the floor of Lewis’s drivers room racing two miniature models of their race cars over the carpet. Lewis of course letting the other Brit win again and again, which made the toddler unbelievably happy. “I win against 7 time world champion” he chanted very time his car crossed their imaginary finish line first. 

It was truly adorable and the boys happiness made Lewis heart warm. But spending time with children always made him realize that he was almost 40 with having non of them himself. He knew how bad Nico wanted children and he did too. But they had their deal, which was no children before Lewis retired and with him signing his new contract with Ferrari that wasn’t happening anytime soon. So they would still have to wait, but their time would come, that’s what he always told Nico.

Their race was interrupted by a soft knock on the door and it opening a few seconds later. In stepped his husband ‘think of the devil and the devil shall appear or something like that’ Lewis thought to himself grinning.

But then something caught his attention, his husband wasn’t alone. Sitting on his hip was a small toddler, maybe a baby even, with a head full of curls. Was that also a de-aged driver? But Lewis couldn’t see his face so it was hard to tell.

“Are you boys having fun racing your cars?” his husband asked, closing the door behind him, moving over to them and sitting down next to them.

He sat down cross-legged placing the boy in his lap with his face towards Lewis and George and his back to Nico’s chest.

That’s when Lewis recognized the little boy, it was Kimi. A tiny version of Andrea Kimi Antonelli was sitting contently in his husbands lap. Absolutely adorable and creepy at the same damn time.

“Where did you find him?” He asked Nico confused, he hadn’t even known that the boy was at the track.

“Well he apparently was wandering around in the paddock, when what ever did happen, happened. And then I found  him sitting right in front of the media pen crying” his husband explained.

“I of course immediately brought him here, where Toto explained to me what happened” he continued, pointing at George with his eyes.

“Oh yeah that” Lewis shrugged “he’s a toddler, you know” “oh trust me I know” Nico laughed understandingly.

“Go ca” kimi said pointing at George.

”Yeah that’s right tesorino, George has a car” Nico said to the little boy lovingly putting his arms around his middle and rocking him in his lap.

‘Well looks like they would be having children before his retirement’ Lewis thought excepting his fade rather quickly, and with a big grin on his face.

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‘Mon dieu’ Charles thought to himself ‘what on earth is going on today’

“Down” a red cheeked, what he assumed was Oscar Piastri, demanded. Max complied immediately setting the toddler on his feet. The toddler barging into Charles direction as soon as his feet hit the ground.

“Papa” he whimpered out as he reached the man making grabby hands to be picked up instantly. His little voice was laced with relief, like his biggest wish had just come true.

“Osc is that you, mon bébé?” Charles asked the toddler as he picked him up, even though he was pretty sure it was him, since the toddler was wearing a tiny version of the McLaren team kit.

“Yes Papa Charlie is Oscie” the toddler confirmed, melting into Charles touch, throwing his arm around his neck and cuddling close to him. Charles of course welcoming the little aussies cuddles, pulling him close to his chest and kissing his head. The nickname ‘papa Charlie’ making his heart leap with love for his ‘grid son’.

Fred next to him started cooing again, clearly already as endeared with the little McLaren driver as he was with little Ollie. Ollie that had been watching the scene unfold in front of him, now piped up for the first time.”Maxie” he exclaimed excitedly, jumping onto his feet to run over to the four time world champion and throwing himself at the man. Max had of course caught the little Brit, spinning him around in circles, which made the toddler let out the cutest little giggles any of the men in the room had ever heard.

“Look Maxie” the Brit said slightly out of breath from giggling. “Ollie gots a teddy”he told the man while proudly holding up his teddy bear, that had been in his clutch the entire time.

“Wow Ollie, what a cute teddy bear! Does it have a name?” he asked the little boy curiously. “Yes has a name” the toddler confirmed.”Really?! what is it?” max asked animatedly. “Is called teddy” the toddler announced glowing with pride.”Teddy the teddy bear? I love it” max replied grinning almost as wide as the toddler, pulling him close and pressing a kiss to his round cheek.

“c'est magnifique, what a great name” Fred agreed nodding his head profoundly from his place on the couch. Charles let out a chuckle, secretly wanting the boy to stay this cute forever.

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After that max had settled on the couch next to his husband, throwing an arm around him and Oscar pulling them close to him with ollie on his lab. They had just stayed there like that, the husband’s enjoying the little ‘family’ they seemed to accidentally have acquired.

Fred had left the room, claiming to want to find some toys for the boys, Charles could not wait to see with what he would return with this time. When the team principal returned, he had a bag filled with wooden Ferrari branded blocks with him. Charles had been utterly confused, not even knowing that Ferrari made something like that. “Ferrari got some real crazy merch game going on” max had commented amusedly.

And that’s how they both ended up cuddled up on the couch with Oscar and Ollie building towers out of the blocks on the carpet in front of them. Max just having explained to his husband how he had ended up with a little McLaren driver sidekick.

“And he immediately wanted to be with me?” Charles asked slightly confused when his husband told him about how the toddler had thrown a fit over wanting to see him. “Yes, it was like someone flipped a switch and he forgot all about his nonchalant attitude” max said laughing fondly at the memory of the moment.

“Oh mon bébé is a papa’s boy after all, just when I was starting to think he was preferring you over me” “oh come on schatje, he has been and always will be a papas boy. He has never preferred me” max stated matter of factly.

Charles already opened his mouth to disagree with his husband when a crash was heard, the tower the boys had been carefully building, crumbling. A second after the tower had fully collapsed, Ollie threw himself on his bum, his eyes starting to fill with tears immediately. “Oscie destroyed the tower!” he cried out, pointing at the other toddler, his face scrunched up with disappointment. Said toddler just shrugged his shoulders, the nonchalant boy returning.

Max had to stop himself from laughing at the toddler, as Charles got up to console the crying Brit.” Oh mon nounours, I’m sure it wasn’t on purpose. Right bébé?” he said looking at Oscar while picking up the crying toddler, sitting down with him in his lab, rocking him slightly. “Is right Ollie, was accident” the Aussie confirmed, taking the other toddlers hand into his apologetically.

“How about Charlie and I help you rebuild the tower. I’m sure together we can build a really tall tower” max said joining the others on the carpet.“the tallest tower in the paddock” Oscar exclaimed nodding excitedly as he already got started on rebuilding the tallest tower in the paddock. Charles and Max sharing a fond look other his head.

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When Carlos had seen Danny’s text, he’d instantly been worried. The Aussie didn’t usually text him, nonetheless that ‘shit was going down fr’, so it was concerning to the Spaniard. Not that he minded Danny texting, but it seemed weird to him that even after he had asked the man what was going on, he hadn’t really answered. Told the Ferrari driver that he couldn’t really explain and he had to see with his own eyes, very much cryptic.

So when he was released from the hospital on Saturday, a few days after the surgery, the first thing he did was go and see Danny. Gigi had been visibly confused as to why the man had to go to the Aussies Hotel after just getting out of the hospital, but had chosen not to comment on it. He knew there was no reasoning with Carlos when he had set his mind on something.

And that’s how Carlos ended up knocking on Danny’s hotel door on Saturday afternoon after the man had confirmed that he was at the hotel not the track, which was very odd. A thousand thoughts were running through Carlos mind.
‘Was everything alright?’ ‘Why was there no qualifying to prepare for?’ ‘had something happened to a driver?’ but the Spaniard hadn’t heard anything.

When the door opened Carlos head stopped spinning, his mind going absolutely blank. Standing in the door way was Daniel Ricciardo with what looked like a toddler that had just jumped out of Lando Norris Baby Pictures on his hip. From the curly hair, to the eyes and he even had a little smirk on his face that made him look even more like Lando.

“Calos” the toddler exclaimed before any of the grown ups could say a word. The boy stretched out on hand, the other occupied with what looked to be a tiny version of the McLaren F1 Car, making grabby motions with it. He wanted Carlos to pick him up. Carlos was confused, why would the child want to be picked up by a stranger? He had never met a relative of Landon’s that looked like this before.

“Calos” the child demanded, now with the clear urge to be picked up in his voice.“Hello Cariño” he said to the child that looked so oddly familiar and took him into his arms. The boy immediately melted into his embrace, with the most satisfied expression on his face like a genie just granted him his biggest wish. Daniel let out a big breath, “finally” he sighed. Relief written all over the Aussie’s face. While Danny was relieved, Carlos was just utterly confused. What on earth was going on? He looked up at Danny with on of his classic confused expressions.

“Come in, I’ll explain” Danny said stepping a side and letting the spaniard into his suite. Carlos moved tentatively with the toddler in his arms, sitting down on a couch in the living rom setting the little boy down next to him.“Nooo Lando sit with calos” the boy complained immediately after Carlos had set him down. Lando? Carlos thought to himself ‘how could that be Lando?’
The little guy climbed right back onto Carlos’s lap, the man letting him, not in the mood to argue with a toddler.

“What the fuck is going on mate?” Carlos finally asked Daniel, not daring to touch the child in his lap because he was too freaked out.
Daniel sighed again.“It’s a long fucking story mate, but that in your lap is Lando, your ex teammate” he said giving Carlos a serious look, definitely not what the Spanish man was used to from his cheery friend.

“What?? How? I- I don’t understand” the man said feeling more confused than ever. So Daniel explained, as much as he could, telling the man all he knew about this weird situation.

“that’s - I wow, I don’t even know what to say” Carlos was honestly too stunned to speak. But he put his arms around the small toddler and hugged him close. It was terrible how the little one had asked for him so many times and he wasn’t able to be there, he felt so bad for Lando. “I just, i just feel so bad I couldn’t be here for him earlier. I would’ve never wanted him to cry like that for me” he said holding the boy even closer. „I know Carlos, it’s not your fault“ Danny reassured the man.

“Besides look at him now, he is happy as can be” he pointed out the little toddler that was snuggled up to Carlos, with a very happy expression on his face, blissfully unaware of the serious conversation being held around him.

“And nobody really knows what happed?”he asked Daniel, not being able to comprehend, what had happened.“No, it really is a mystery, like magic” Daniel laughed out, not knowing how to handle the situation otherwise.“We’ll just have to wait and see. I guess only time will tell, but I must admit I kinda want him to stay like that, he’s so incredibly cute” the australian fawned over little lando.
His thumb had made its way into the boys mouth and he was clinging onto Carlos sweater with the other hand, Carlos heart almost bursted looking at the little one in his arms. He indeed was incredibly cute.

“But none of the less, I think - well if you want to, you should take him with you” the Aussie said. “He obviously is a Carlos’s boy” he laughed out. “You sure?” Carlos asked. “I don’t want to take him from you, you can of course come and see him, but still” he told the other man, feeling guilty. “No i think it’s for the best and I’ll of course come and see him” the Australian said, ignoring the heavy feeling he got in his chest, thinking about the toddler leaving his care. He knew it was in the boys best interest and Monaco wasn’t that big after all.

“well okay, I’ll take him to my hotel room and home tomorrow then” Carlos said standing up with the toddler in his arms.“You’re coming with me, alright pequeño?” He asked the little boy in his arms, kissing his head lovingly.“wes be wit calos” Lando said drowsily around his thumb, having almost fallen asleep in the Spanish mans arms.“I think it’s nap time soon” Danny said softly creasing Landos fluffy curls.

The pair got up, Danny holding open the door for Carlos as they were leaving the suite. “Alright little one, I’ll see you around”the Australian said, rubbing circles on the little toddlers back.

“No Danny stay” the toddler said coming back to his senses and realizing that they were about to leave without the man.”Sweetie I’m staying here, you’re going home with Carlos” he told the little boy. “Noo stay with calos a danny!” the tike demanded, grabbing on to Daniel’s shirt while still being held on Carlos hip.

“It’s okay lando, we’re gonna see Daniel around” Carlos tried to reassure the boy. “You know who we’re going to see?” he asked the boy. Lando shook his head in answer.“Gigi, you love gigi” the Spaniard told the little Brit excitedly.

“No!! No wanna see Gigi. Wanna stay wif Calos a Danny” the toddler demanded tears of frustration and tiredness filling his eyes. Carlos looked at Daniel questioningly. “It’s okay you two can stay here and then we can leave together tomorrow. We’ll figure it out” he told the other man reassuringly.

“Alright sounds like a plan. Let’s put him down” Carlos agreed, walking over to the bedroom, trying to put down the visibly tired toddler that clung to his shirt. “Calos and Danny stay” lando said to both of the men that had come to the bedroom.

And that’s how Daniel Ricciardo and Carlos Sainz Jr. ended up in one king sized bed not just cuddled up to a two year old version of Lando Norris, no, but also each other. There wasn’t a single complaint about that in one of their heads what so ever.

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“Caws” a determined two year old version of Oscar Piastri demanded.“noo paw trol” an equally determined red cheeked 2 year old Ollie Bearmann insisted.

Oscar yanked the remote furiously out of Ollie’s clutches.”Noo we watch caws!” he stated, starting to scroll down on the streaming platform, waiting for Lightning McQueen to pop up on the screen of the hotel suites tv.”Noo we watch paw trol” Ollie stated equally as strong willed as the other toddler, grabbing onto the side of the remote Oscar wasn’t holding pulling it into his direction, trying his best to reclaim it. Oscar of course pulling it back towards him. They went on like that a view times, then Charles had seen enough. His mind going back to violent fights he had with his brothers over the same exact thing.

Now Oscar and Ollie hadn’t really been violent the past two days they had been transformed back to their child size selves, not the way he was pretty sure Arthur and him had always been, but he truly didn’t want to chance it.

“Boys enough of that” he stated in a voice that left no room for argument and took the remote with a soft but firm grab out of their hands. The boys were ready to protest but before they could say anything else he said “It’s time to leave for the airport and you can watch something on my IPad. I’m pretty sure if you ask Maxie nice enough he will let you use his too. So Oscar can watch Cars and Ollie can watch Paw Patrol”
Mending what ever conflict would have brewed up again if he hadn’t immediately mentioned a second IPad.

Max having overheard the commotion, walked out of the bathroom to his trusty blue LV Backpack Charles had given him for his birthday a few years back and handed over his IPad, in a case littered with RedBull stickers, over to Charles. Purposely not handing it to one of the toddlers, not interested in another fight. “Here you go schatje” he said kissing his husband’s temple, thanking the gods above that he always found a solution to all the toddler problems.

“Thank you mon amour” he said putting an arm around Max while he kissed his temple.”Alright my loves let’s head to the Airport” Charles said, his attention falling back on the little drivers in front of him. “But Papa” Oscar stared to complain. “oscie watch caws!” he said stomping his foot.”My sweet Oscar, I’ll put it on for you when we’re in the car, come on now mon bébé“ he told the boy, with all the patience in the world.

Grumbling something neither of the men could make out, he got up and headed towards max stretching his arms up to the Dutch man. “Cawrrie please” he asked very sweetly, the boy they knew returning. “Of course liefje” the man said immediately picking the toddler up and holding him close.

Ollie had watched the whole interaction from where he was sitting on the sofa, now pouting and stretching his arms out to Charles. “Come here mon nounours, let’s go” he said picking up the little Brit. “Papa” the little boy exclaimed “teddy” he said pointing at the stuffie lying on the couch still alarmed.

The Monegasque man could have sworn his heart stopped for a second at hearing the Ollie call him Papa. It had shocked him with Oscar but Ollie saying it had made him stop in his tracks and it filled his heart with even more love for the toddler - which he didn’t even know was possible.

“Oh yes mon nounours, we can’t forget about teddy” he said, picking up the toy and placing a kiss to the boys hair. Ollie immediately cuddled the bear close after Charles had handed it to him.

When he turned a round to his husband, Max looked at him with so much love and admiration and he could only give the look back, Max looking so incredibly paternal holding Oscar close.

They couldn’t believe what a beautiful family had just fallen into their laps.

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“So Danny is bringing 1.5 guest to fly out with us” max read out the message he had received from his second favorite Aussie (Oscar of course being number one) with furrowed brows.

“1.5?” Charles said questioningly from where he said across from him in the car. “Yeah I don’t know, probably little lando and someone else” max said his eyes falling onto the little drivers one the right and left side of Charles, headphones on and engrossed in their tv shows playing on the IPads in their hands.

“Jesus we’re turning them into IPad Kids” he stated laughing out at the two toddlers that seemed to be in a different dimension.

“bien sûr que non!” Charles exclaimed offended.”They will only get these devil devices on long car rides or the plane” he stated seriously. “And we’re not getting them their own ones” he clarified.

“Heck yeah” Max agreed nodding his head profoundly. Great full yet again he had married a mother hen

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“Sorry we’re late” Danny said stepping into Max’s private jet a little out of breath carrying three bags. When he stepped aside, the 1.5 people in question appeared. Carlos was holding little lando in his arms, that was holding a brown elephant jelly cat in his arms, looking like he had just woken up from a nap.

“Calos” Charles exclaimed upon seeing his team mate. “How are you? Why are you holding Lando already? You need to be carful!” he started fussing over his teammate, making Max and Danny laugh at his antics. Danny taking lando out of Carlos arms after putting down the bags though.”the bags were heavier and I can’t make Danny do all the work” the Spaniard exclaimed.”Yes you can” the monegasque man stated “I do that all the time with max” he added which made all the adults laugh.

“Lano!” Oscar shouted out excitedly upon seeing his teammate.”Oscie!” the little Brit said equally as excited.”down” he demanded and ran over to his little friend the second his feet touched the ground. Giving him a big hug as soon as he could reach the other toddler. “Who dat?” Oscar asked pointing at the stuffie the other boy was carrying. “Is fluffy and she soo fluffy” the little Brit said excitedly holding out the elephant for Oscar to touch. “Wooow fluffy is rewlly fluffy” Oscar said while stroking the stuffies fur.
“You wan watch caws?” Oscar asked his teammate, “yeah!” Lando proclaimed immediately, sitting down next to the other toddler and looking into his IPad screen. He gave Ollie a little tab on the leg which made the boy look up and wave at him, going back to watching his own show though.

Their little interaction made the adults coo at them. “Ughh they’re so cute” Danny said the others nodding in agreement. “Is it selfish that I never want them to be adults again?” Charles laughed out. “Not at all” Carlos said, he had been thinking the same thing all day.

After making sure everyone was buckled up, the adults settled down in their seats to and they were on their way to Monaco, where their new lives of sorts would begin. Leaving only the question as to how long they would last.

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It was a normal Friday at racing Bulls for Yuki. He had come to the track, had his meeting with his Engineer and then their big Friday morning meeting. He had sat down to look over some data he had received and mentally prepare for the upcoming free practice, when his phone range. He chose to ignore it, he had more important things to do right now and people knew not to call him on race weekends before getting into the car.

The phone went off again and then again. Sighing Yuki looked at the screen. It was Pierre trying to reach him. He let out another sigh. His boyfriend of almost three years knew better than this, so naturally Yuki started to worry especially after receiving the following text messages:

Anata 

Mon bonheur its urgent!!!!

SOS

I really need your help!!

Pick up the phone!!

‘What the fuck did he get himself into again?’‘Fucks sake’ he cursed out his partner in his head, while pressing the call button on his contact.

“Yuki” he heard Pierre’s voice after the second ring, slightly out of breath and the sound of a child crying in the background. “what’s going on? where are you ? Why is there a crying child?” He fired at his boyfriend immediately. “I- it’s Esteban” he answered. “Why the fuck is Esteban crying like a child?!?” It didn’t make any sense that didn’t sound like an adult, nonetheless Esteban.

“He - He is a child” Pierre said voice filled with shock. “Listen I don’t know what happened or how this happened but Esteban is a CHILD and they left me alone with said CHILD” Pierre stated exasperated. “I don’t know what to say” Yuki whispered into the phone in disbelief. “Please mon bonheur, just come here. I really need you” Pierre pleaded after the line had been quiet for a moment, only Esteban’s helpless cries being heard.

“Okay see you in a sec” Yuki told the French man hanging up the phone. He stood there motionless for a moment, then his senses sprung back to life. He was needed. Pierre needed him. Hell Esteban needed him even though non of this literally made any sense.

He hurried out to the garage, where he almost ran into something, no it was someone. Checo Perez was carrying a red eyed toddler, with a head full of curls, wearing a tiny version of the McLaren team kit. “What the hell?” Yuki cursed out after almost smacking into the pair. “yeah man what the hell” checo answered letting out a sigh. “I’m sorry, I’m kinda in a hurry..but who is this” Yuki said pointing at the toddler in checos arms that looked oddly familiar. ”It’s Lando” Checo said looking awfully exhausted. “It happened to him too” Yuki said more to himself than the man standing opposite of him.

“Yes, who also has it happened too? Please don’t tell me Danny” Checo said with what almost sounded like fear. “No luckily not, it’s Esteban, Pierre called me. I need to go” Yuki called over his shoulder, having picked up his jog again after remembering why he was in a hurry in the first place.

He didn’t know if Checo had answered, he hadn’t heard anything and he honestly didn’t even care either. There was only one thing on his mind - reaching the alpine garage as soon as humanly possible.

When Yuki eventually barged into there, it was pure chaos. Loud crying, mechanics running around like chickens with their heads cut off and lastly Pierre crouched down next to a stack of tires. As he was approaching his partner, he was able to figure out why he was crouching there. “Esteban, please, sors” he pleaded with the toddler.”Non, you don wike me!” was heard followed by some more gut wrenching sobs. “Esteban, ce n'est pas vrai, you know that” Pierre said desperately. Then his eyes fell on Yuki.”I’ll try to talk to him” yuki told the French man, patting his shoulder. “thank you mon cœur” he said standing up and kissing the japanese man’s head.

“Esteban, it’s Yuki” he said, taking Pierre’s previous place and crouching down in front of the tires. He didn’t have the best relationship with the French man but they did get along whenever they would get to talking.

“Can you please come out? I can’t imagine that’s a comfortable hiding place” he tried. The crying stopped for a moment, it seemed like the child was considering it.

“Don wike all the people” he finally answered. “We’ll send them away if you come out, you don’t got to be scared” he said, trying to make his voice sound comforting.

”I’ll send them away” Pierre said jumping into action, wanting to finally get his teammate out of hiding. “NOO uki do it, no pierre” the child demanded immediately. Pierre let out a sigh,’this is going great’ he thought to himself.

“Will you come out if I do it sweetheart?” Yuki asked the little French man.”Yeah will come out” he confirmed. “Okay I’ll be right back” the Japanese man said, walking towards the mechanics that looked awfully a lot out of place. After sending them away, he went back over to the alpine drivers.

“The coast is clear love, you can come out” he said while crouching down yet again in front of the tires.

A small head of dark hair tentatively stuck out between the tires, big brown eyes looking around, making sure that really everyone was gone. When the toddler saw that the coast really was clear, he finally crawled out of his hiding place.

‘He’s tiny’ was the first thing that came to yukis mind. In no world could Yuki imagine that this small toddler had grown into such a tall man. And he was chubby. He had chubby cheeks, legs and arms, everywhere Yuki looked there were rolls. So incredibly precious, a true little dark haired cherub.

The Japanese man couldn’t hold back any longer, he closed the small distance between them and pulled the toddler into his arms. “You’re soo cute, I wanna eat you” he said while tickling the child.

Pierre watched tentatively not sure the toddler would like his boyfriend’s behavior. But he did, sweet giggles filled the garage making such a vast difference compared to the past 45 minutes of crying.

“Uki staaapp” the toddler demanded breathlessly. “Hmmm I don’t know” the man said. “Pierre what do you think? should the tickle monster spare this cherub?” he asked the other French man, voice filled with mischief.

“Hmmm” Pierre said pretending to think really hard about it, tapping his chin. “Say yes Pierre, pwease” little Esteban begged still giggling.

“Alright, I think you should spare this cherub, tickle monster” Esteban finally said. Making Yuki stop and Esteban laugh with relief.

“Tired now” the little French toddler mumbled a second later, letting out a big yawn, nestling into the crook of Yuki’s shoulder.

“Well I’d be tired to, if I had cried for 45 minutes straight” Pierre said, gesturing Yuki to follow him to his drivers room, where they could get the little boy comfortable.

“Poor thing” Yuki mumbled, holding the boy close, while following Pierre.

‘This is going to be interesting’ Pierre thought to himself as the toddler refused let go of his boyfriend when he tried to put him down on the couch.

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“Alright boys, I think it’s time we head to the hotel” Nico announced after they had been in Lewis’s drivers room for quite a while and he could tell the boys were getting tired. They had also had a talk with Toto, agreeing that the couple would take both of the boys to Monaco with them. One of the Mercedes team members had even gone out and gotten them some necessities they would need for the little ones.

“Can Georgie pway there some more?” the British toddler asked the German with a very serious look on his face, Nico almost had to laugh. “Yes of course Liebling” he assured the toddler, combing his hand through his hair lovingly.

“Otay les go then” the toddler said jumping up and clutching the little toy Mercedes to his chest. “Well that was easy” Lewis laughed out, getting up as well and reaching out for little Kimi. “You ready to go sweetheart?” He said picking the Italian up and cradling him to his chest. Kimi nodded his head while putting his thumb in his mouth and burrowing his head in the crook of Lewis’s neck. The husbands awed at the little boy simultaneously, Lewis pulling him even closer and Nico stepping closer to rub the little ones back.

“Nio up!!” George demanded pulling on the mans leg, wanting some attention for himself too.”Come here baby” he said picking the boy up and settling him on his hip. Nico started walking over to the door to head out while Lewis walked further in the room to grab his bag, the stuff for the boys already waiting for them in their car.

“Lewie” George whined from his place on Nico’s hip. “Come back!!” He insisted distraught not wanting to leave without the man.”I’m coming sweetheart, I’m just grabbing my stuff” he reassured the boy, already making his way over to the pair. As soon as Lewis reached them George lost the worried look that had filled his face and relaxed back into Nicos arms.

“He’s so cute I’m gonna melt” Nico said laughing, his heart filling with love for the little boy. “Jup” Lewis agreed “you and me both” he laughed out.

The new little family made their way to the G Wagon Mercedes he provided the with for this race. Miraculously there even were two car seats waiting for them in the car. ‘Are these people avengers or something’ Lewis thought upon seeing the seats knowing that they hadn’t been in the car when they had arrived to the track a few hours ago. Mercedes really worked incredibly fast.

They each buckled up the little boy they had in their arms, the complains of course starting immediately. “No wike it” George said to Nico after the man had clicked the last piece of the harness of his front facing car seat in place, starting to pull at he straps as soon as the other man had his hands off of them.” Mein Herz, it’s just like in your race car hmm” Nico tried to smooth the little Brit, petting his head calmingly not wanting the toddler to explode.” Nooo wike it” the toddler insisted keeping his act of pulling at the straps hold in him in place.

Little Kimi was not doing any better as the tiny boy started to cry as soon as his little bum made contact with the rear facing car seat Lewis was trying to strap him into. He was trashing his little limps around like a man gone mad, making it impossible for Lewis to buckle him up. Lewis looked over to his husband, that was still consoling the other boy.”I think I need a hand here” he said with a helpless expression on his face. Nico came to his rescue, George of course complaining even more when the man left his side. “Come back” he cried out, making nico realize that the little boy was already showing sings of separation anxiety. Finding it both cute and very worry some at the same time.

With Nico holding Kimi in place and Lewis strapping him in the littlest member of the Rosberg-Hamiltons was all buckled up in no time. “Angioletto you’re save, everything’s okay” Nico reassured the little boy that had turned his crying into screams, making his displeasure he felt about the situation he was in known to probably everyone in the radius of 20 kilometers. Nico closed the Italians boys door softly, taking a deep breath when the screams were finally a little bit muted by the car. “Welcome to parenthood darling” Lewis said to the man not being able to hold back a laugh not knowing how to deal with the situation otherwise. “Thrown right to the sharks” Nico said shaking his head and getting into the passenger seat of the car, driving was Lewis job around here. But the man also could not hold back a fond smile forming on his face, as bad as this might had turned in the matter of seconds, there was no one he would rather share parenthood with.

Inside the car the overall mood was not really good, Kimis screams had died down a little but the little boys bad mood had also imprinted on George, who was now crying, chanting “wan out” like he was a broken record. “Let’s listen to some Moana” Nico said to who ever might be listening after Lewis had started the car, finally on their way to the hotel and putting all of them out of their misery. He knew George always watched it the movie with his nieces and the movie and the soundtrack was his secrete guilty pleasure. And his plan of having the music clam down George which would then also hopefully calm down Kimi worked like a god damn charm. As soon as the music filled the car, George pipped down a little, taking some time to recognize the song. But it successfully calmed him down, making him relax back into his car seat. Lewis gave his husband an impressed look, having watched the scene play out from the rear view mirror. “I’m pretty impressive huh” Nico said teasingly laughing at his husband.”That’s why I married you darling” Lewis answered without skipping a beat, making the younger man blush a little.

Kimi had also calmed down, only sniffling a little, while suckling his thumb. “You’re doing so great tesorino, we’re going to be at the hotel very soon” Nico assured the little boy, very proud that he had calmed down all by himself. But it wasn’t ment to last only five minutes later, almost at thee hotel, Kim started to whimper. something was clearly making him uncomfortable as the whimpers grew louder turning into sobs.”Kimi, baby, what is it?” Lewis asked the little Italian not being able to tell what the problem was through looking at the boy through the mirror atop of his car seat. “Et” the boy exclaimed while his body was wracking with sobs. He looked at Nico confused, who looked back at him equally as confused. “Gioia, can you tell us again” Nico told the upset boy reaching his hand back to provide some sort of comfort to the boy. That’s when he felt it, Kimi had wet himself. “Oh Baby, it’s okay” he reassured. “We’re going to be there really soon and then we can get you out of the uncomfortable cloths” he told the boy, who sadly nodded his head but also looked relived Nico knew what his issue was. Nico kept his hand on the boys head, providing some comfort that calmed the little one down.

“What’s wrong?” Lewis asked his husband confused. “He wet himself” the other man explained. “Oh man, we should have put the diapers on him they bought” Lewis said thinking out loud, the Mercedes team had bought some upon seeing how young the Italian driver was.”Yeah we should’ve, but I thought he was going to be okay until we get back” the German added.

As soon as the car stopped, Nico basically jumped out, wanting to get to Kimi. Not caring about getting pee all over himself, he immediately picked the boy up and placed him in is arms after opening the car door. “I got you, tesorino, I got you” he told the still whimpering boy, rocking him in his arms. Lewis got George out and carried the boy on with one arm, while the other was packed with their stuff.

They made their way through the lobby, into the elevator and their suite without catching any attention, which made the husbands sigh out in relief. “Let’s get you all cleaned up” Nico told the Italian in his arms bouncing him a little and getting all the stuff he would need. Grabbing a change of cloths, diaper and other changing supplies while looking through the things that were already brought to their room. He took the stuff to the bathroom and he closed the door behind him out of habit, that’s when he heard what would go on to changed so many things for him. George was so distraught by him leaving the room he said “Wan Papa and Kimi come back”. Nico stoped in his tracks, he had wanted to grab towel to put it on the floor as a makeshift changing table for Kimi. “Ni - Papa is coming back in a second sweetie, he’s just changing Kimi” Lewis said stumbling over the unfamiliar word astonished. Nico felt like his heart was about to explode, he pulled a very confused looking Kimi even closer to his chest, this truly was probably the best thing that ever happened to him.