✅Baby Arthit, his P'Faam and their Dada

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Oon was worried.

He looked down at himself with wide, worried eyes. Then he extended his tinny hands to feel the hood tied on his head. He blinked.

He looked down at his hands and then grabbed the white sling bag hanging on his shoulder. Puffing his mouth and cheeks, he looked up at the culprit, the reason why his handsome self looked so silly, the stupid phi. Can Arthit maybe just, maybe, poke his eyes out? No? Huh...

What could a poor helpless little baby like himself do when he has such stupid monsters to deal with on daily basis? 

He puffed his cheeks, glaring up cutely at the wailing older boy and then pouted his cheeks out when their dada came running in, asking what happened.

So, what really happened?

Oh, the usual old, Arthit bit his big brother's bum bum and got shoved, ending up falling on his butt, that's what happened.

Beam shot Arthit a glare that soon turned into a scowl and then into a laughter. "Oh God. What the hell did you do to earn that look from your brother?" he asked Pharm who wiped his nose and shot him a cute glare. 

"It's not my fault he hates it!" Pharm whined, rubbing his butt. "You got it for him!"

"Aww... but he looks cute in it" Beam cooed down at the baby who looked up at him with a ferocious look, talking and complaining in gibberish and throwing slaps at his dada. He did not like being called cute one bit people! Outrageous! Scandalous! Unexpectable!

Beam and Pharm held their laughter seeing the adorable baby fighting for his rights. Beam went and picked the baby up in his arms. "Aww baby, you are so lovely. Dada loves you so so much. Do you love dada too?"

Arthit stopped struggling and batted his lashes at his dada, staring. Then he slapped the guy's mouth. "Tu tai!" he pouted and wrapped his tiny tiny arms around the stupid man's neck, deciding it was snack time and started biting and kissing on his dada's face. 

"Hey, hey, I'm your dada! Not food!" Beam squeaked and the baby laughed out.

"Tu tai! Tu tai dada! Waaw wu!" He spoke in gibberish, all the while lightly slapping his hand on Beam's mouth. Believe it or not, that's how the rascal shows his affection.

"Aww, you love Dada? But baby, don't you love P'Pharm too?" Beam asked. Bas move since the little innocent baby was quickly reminded of the crime the stupid phi committed. He turned and shot him a glare. Pointing and shouting in gibberish.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! You devil? You want me to smack your bum bum? Huh?" Beam asked and Oon pouted.

"Dada douba na Baw waao!" The baby complained and shot the phi another glare. That stupid was only good for a pink milk! He has no fashion sense!

"Hey, you hate your outfit that much?" Beam inquired and Oon was quick to show his misery and discomfort, hugging him and asking to be pacified.

"Aww... but Dada loves it. My baby looks so handsome in it..." Beam sighed. "Well, what can I say. Oon doesn't wanna look handsome..."

Arthit blinked. He looked down at himself. Was his stupid Dada sick?

Handsome? He looked like the yellow cartoon in his color book that was cute like his Dada!

Huh... Why these grownups are so stupid? Thanks heavens he was a sane old baby!

He sighed and yawned and stretched before getting himself comfortable against Dada's shoulder, rubbing his eyes and pulling off the hideous thing on his head. He giggled when dada complained but decided to continue his antics after his nap.

He yawned again cutely. He was a busy man after all. He had no time to spare the stupid people. He'd rather have himself well rested and plot the next attack against the stupid phi his Dada kept around.

If only he wasn't so cute when he cried or he didn't make Arthit such good food he'd throw him!

But he can't no do that. He loves that stupid phi! Huh, what to do with his generous and Kind heart?!

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Ta da

Short.

I know.

But something!

And yes he thinks his Dada resembles Tweety.

What a nice little young man he is.

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