Robyn's POV

"Oh, sugar, I'm home," I sang along while I locked the door and was ready to find my cutie.

"Hey, hun," Abigail called back from the kitchen as I walked to the living room and sat on the couch.

"Can you give me a hand, hun?"

"Can you come out for a while, sugar?"

I giggled when I felt the fluffy stuff snuggling my neck. "Be quiet baby girl, we're waiting for your mama."

"Oh," Abigail squealed with her hands cupped her lips when she saw our baby girl was in my arms securely. "You're getting sneaky, Ro."

"That will be no surprise," I chuckled as I waited for my cutie to join me. She was dressed in homey wear with a messy bun and apron with printed giraffe art wrapped around her torso.

"Seriously, Ro. A cat hairband on her?" Abigail laughed as she stretched her hands for me to hand our baby girl to her.

"Well, I'm a cat person. You know Gidget from the secret of pets I always think she looks like a cat. She disguises herself as a cat in part two." I shrugged.

Abigail shook her head and chuckled, "What are we gonna name her?"

"Cheeseburger."

"Abigail seemed like not really approve about it and suggested, "Rou Rou?"

"Don't name after my name."

"Robin?"

"Are you kidding me, sugar? What about donut?" I whine as Abigail chuckled.

"She's not food, hun."

"Snowball?"

"That reminds me of the bad bunny."

"No, he is a good bunny. He's cute."

"I just want to name her something related to you, because she's tiny and cute as you, hun." Abigail said as our baby girl barked sharply as she giggled and peck our fluffy's head and said, "See, she agrees about it."

"No, cupcake. Who are you going to side with?" I pointed at our baby girl as she slightly growl at me as I gasped as I get offended, "How could you treat mummy like that, I'm so hurt."

"Don't give her a food name, hun," Abigail said sternly.

"But, I think giving her food name is cooler," I argued.

"Beef, Hawaiian, pepperoni, chocolate, cappuccino, Americano-" I mumbled with lifted my fingers.

"Ro," Abigail warned me as I laughed at her because I was running under her skin. I threw out my hands and said, "Fine, just don't use after my name."

Abigail tried to find a name as she gently caressed our baby girl as she purred and leaned in Abigail's touch.

"What about Abby?" I suggested. "Even though sounds like your name by also seemed like our hyphen. Abigail and my Robyn." I explained.

Abigail pressed her lips and hummed for a while and asked our baby girl, "Do you like Abby this name, sweetheart?"

Our baby girl bark as I said, "She will either like Abby or sweetheart."

"Do you like it Abby?" Abigail tried to ask as our baby girl remained quiet.

"So, you prefer sweetheart?" our baby girl keeps barking. "So, sweetheart it is."

"Oh, sweetheart. You're such a baby," I chuckled at Sweetheart.

I smelled something that seemed like overcook as I whiffed and asked, "Is it something overcook?"

Abigail's jaw dropped as she briskly walked into the kitchen with Sweetheart in her arms as I followed behind.

"Whoa!"

"Shit!"

We expressed differently.

I quickly switch off the oven's power as I put on the cooking glove to open the oven as the smoke filled the kitchen.

"Oh, my turkey..." Abigail sighed dejectedly as I took out a tray of charcoal color turkey and put it on the counter.

I had no idea how could she make it in that color.

"I should name our sweetheart as Turkey." I blurted as I knew I was in trouble when Abigail glared at me.

I quickly said but stammered, "L-look, I'm so so sorry sugar. I was overexcited to show our baby girl to you just now." I added, "A-and you were happy too, right?"

She must be disappointed as I tried to cheer her up and said, "We can remove the overcook part, and then we just eat the meat. What do you think, sugar?"

Abigail sighed and said, "I'm thinking to cook this for all of us. I followed the recipe and instructions of the oven timer. But what happened? I put 400 w and set 1 hour. I just wanted to cook a decent Christmas meal for all of you. Sadly it failed.

Suddenly my memory come back about the oven as I gasped with my hands covering my mouth.

"What is it, hun?" Abigail asked but her face was unreadable.

I took a deep breath as I stared at her and said, "Alright, sugar. Please don't be mad at me if I tell you about this." I sucked in the air through my teeth and said, "As so you know, last two months this oven had something broken and we need to take it to fix right,"

Abigail hummed as I shut my eyes and said, "I'm sorry. I have forgotten to bring it to the place and fix it."

We were silent a moment as I heard a sigh from Abigail as I opened my eyes she shook her head and chuckled, "How could my baby be sooo forgetful." she wrinkled her nose and I yelped when she pinched my face a little hard.

Well, I deserve it.

"I'm so so so sorry, sugar. I know you wanted to cook this for all of us for our Christmas. I shouldn't do this surprise to you instead of cooking with you."

Well, this is our second Christmas celebration and I had given her a very special Christmas surprise.

I'm so screwed up.

"At least you already cook lasagna, macaroni, grill beef, and burgers already and all looks good," I said.

Abigail pinched my face again as she said, "You are really really a big baby, hun." her face soften as she eventually smile, "You have given me so much surprise." she indicated at Sweetheart and then the charcoal turkey.

She laughed and said, "How can you be driving me insane, hun." she tugged my arm and pulled me into a hug, and said, "I remembered you're not a dog person. But, you decided to choose a dog as our baby girl."

I mumbled, "No, I don't dislike dogs. I'm just scared of the giant size dog. I remembered when I was 8, the German Shepherd was friendly and hyperactive. He unintentionally jumped on me as I lose balance and fell. And after that time, I have phobia in the giant dog."

I patted Sweetheart's head and said, "But, she is tiny and cute." I turned to face Abigail and said, "I love her too, sugar."

Abigail chuckled as she patted my head, "I'm sorry too, hun." she gently pecked my lips and said, "I just dislike idea whenever I had planned to do something and giving so much hope and it turned out to be a failure in the end."

She stared at me and said, "But, you remind me that not everything will be perfect. We'll get stronger whenever we meet the failure or mistake."

"But, I screw up your plan, sugar,"

"But, I have our sweetheart now, hun."

"How can you be a saint. If I were you maybe I'll kick my ass."

She asked me softly, "What if the person was me, hun?"

"No, if the person is you I won't. Maybe I'll disappoint. But, I will not hold the grudge and keep mad at you. I eventually will let it pass."

"That's how I feel, hun. Because I love you." she kissed my temple and suggested with a smile, "So, let's take out grill chicken?"

"Sure, I'll do it and you take care of our baby girl."

"We can go together."

I checked my watch, "I don't think our parents will be here within these two hours." I stare at Sweetheart and said, "Let's have our very first family car ride, baby girl."

Sweetheart barked and seemed excited with that as Abigail pecked my lips and said, "Let's go. We can restock the ice-creams, sodas, and chips."

"Yay! I miss them so much." I said excitedly as I tugged Abigail's arm to be ready for leaving and she chuckled at my giddiness.

"My big baby," Abigail keeps shaking her head and smiling.

A/N: A question, who is afraid of cockroaches, and who is afraid of horror movies? The answer will be on the upcoming bonus chapter.

P.S. The song of the link below is the idea Ro and Ab call each other Honey and Sugar. 

https://youtu.be/nwgbfriHWt8