"Newton! Get back here!" Hermann called, quickly walking after the currently naked man sprinting down the upstairs hallway with a gleeful smile.
"Catch me, Papa!" Newt squealed, turning and running into Hermann's office with a giggle.
Hermann sighed. "Baby, Papa can't keep up with you!" he said, entering the room with an exhausted look on his face. "Now, come on; The bath is ready."
"But Papaaaaa," Newt pouted, sitting on the floor. "I wanna pway!"
"I know," Hermann said, trying not to cringe at Newt's bare bottom touching the carpet. "But that can wait until tomorrow. We've got to get you washed, and then it's time for bed."
Newt let out a long, low whining noise, flopping onto his back as he kicked his feet in the air.
"Newton, stop it," Hermann said sternly.
Frowning, Newt got to his feet again, crossing his arms. "Okaaay..."
"There's a good boy," Hermann said in a softer tone. "Now, if you behave yourself, Papa might just read you two bedtime stories tonight."
That got his attention. "Really?!" he asked excitedly.
"Only if you're a good boy," Hermann said in a firm but soft voice.
"Okay!" Newt squeaked, running back to the bathroom. "Come on, Papa!"
"I'm coming, darling, don't worry," Hermann chuckled, following him.
Newt bounced in place as he stood next to the bathtub, waiting for Hermann to help him. "Hurrrry!"
"Be careful that you don't piddle on the floor due to excitement," Hermann teased, taking hold of one of Newt's hands.
"I won't! I already peepeed in my diapie, Papa!"
"I remember, baby, trust me," Hermann nodded as Newt lowered himself into the tub. "Is the water alright?"
"Uh huh! Feels good," Newt smiled.
"Good. But I believe it's missing something."
Newt tilted his head. "It is?"
"Definitely," Hermann said seriously, opening the cabinet under the sink and looking around for something. "And that missing this is..." He stood back up, and presented Newt with a rubber kaiju toy. "This."
Newt gasped, beaming. "For me?!"
"Are there any other precious little boys here?" Hermann asked jokingly as he handed Newt the toy.
"Thank, Papa!" Newt chirped.
"You're welcome, little one. I figured you'd like it."
"I wuv it!" Newt corrected him, hugging the toy to his chest.
Hermann smiled, getting down on his knees. "Alright, baby, let's start by washing that lovely hair of yours," he said as he got the shampoo out.
"Otay, Papa," Newt cooed.
Hermann began to hum soothingly, massaging Newt's chocolate brown locks with his long fingers.
Newt sighed, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. "Feels good, Papa."
"I'm glad, little one," Hermann replied.
Newt giggled, and kicked in the water. "Paaapaaaaa," he laughed.
"Yes, baby?" Hermann asked with a chuckle.
"Nothin'," Newt cooed, putting a finger to his chin.
Hermann let out another chortle. "Silly boy."
Once Newt was all clean, Hermann took him back to the nursery and put him in a fresh diaper and his footie pajamas.
"Will you really read me two stories, Papa?" Newt asked hopefully, climbing into his crib.
"Well," Hermann said, pretending to be thinking it over, "You were a very good boy during bath time..."
Newt looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Pwease?"
"Oh, okay," Hermann smiled. "I suppose you've earned it."
And so Hermann picked out a couple of storybooks, both about dinosaurs, and began to read to his baby in a low voice.
Newt sighed contentedly, beginning to suck on his thumb as he slowly fell asleep, cuddling with his Momo.
"Good night, baby boy," Hermann said once the stories were finished. "Sweet dreams."