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“Papa!  Do you like my new costume?”

Illya looked up from his book to see his four year old daughter Leona Nicole standing in his bedroom doorway wearing a princess costume.  The little girl’s long – sleeved dress was made of tulle and satiny looking material in various shades of purple and pink. She also wore a short purple cape, a tiara and a pair of pink patent leather Mary Jane shoes.  His eyes immediately filled with tears.  “You…you look beautiful, Daughter,” he choked out as he stared.  He couldn’t help it; a tear rolled down his cheek.

“Oh, no!” Leona cried as she turned and ran down the hallway.  “Daddy! Daddy!  Papa’s crying!

Moments later, Napoleon came into the room and closed the door when he saw Illya wiping tears from his face.  “What’s wrong, Partner? I had to take a minute to tell Leona that I was sure everything is okay, but what’s happening?”  He was surprised to see the Russian’s pale skin grow rosy with embarrassment.

“I am sorry I upset her.  It was just…when she came to show me her outfit, she…” Illya’s eyes welled up again.

Napoleon came to sit on the bed next to the smaller man and put his hand on the Russian’s shoulder.  “She…” he urged.

“She did not look like a baby anymore!  She is a young girl now and realizing that made me very sad and very proud and very mindful of how fast time is moving.  Sometimes, it seems like we just adopted her yesterday.   We are gone so often.  I feel like I will look at her fifteen minutes from now and she will be eighteen!”  He patted Napoleon’s hand that still sat on his shoulder and said, “I am being silly, I know.  I know she is growing older, it is just hard to watch.”

“Not as silly as you might think, Tovarisch.  I remember my sister and brother – in – law voicing the same complaint when their kids became toddlers.”

“I have not seen you moping around and being ridiculous.”

“Only because Leona hasn’t caught me teary – eyed and yes, I have been.  It’s natural to feel that way. She’s our child!”

“I am glad she will be in Queens with Rosie and Lamont so she can be taken Trick or Treating with Paige.  I have asked Lamont to take pictures.”

“Good, because I know you don’t believe it now, Illya, but one day you’re going to look at those photographs and think, ‘Was she ever that young?’”  He stood. “Come on.  We’ve left Leona alone long enough and I want her to see that you’re fine.”  When Illya stood, Napoleon pulled him into a quick hug.  “Better?”

“Yes, but I think eating something will make me feel more myself.  Is dinner ready?”

Napoleon clapped him on the shoulder and then turned to open the door.  “Yes,” he laughed, “let’s eat.”

Date: 2015-10-26 10:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jantojones.livejournal.com
Should the day come when Illya watches his child get married, he's going to be in one heck of a state. This is such a sweet story of parenthood.

Date: 2015-10-26 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jkkitty.livejournal.com
I now watch my grandson and think the same. I remember crying when my son came into church the first time in 8th grade and sat in the seating that had nothing behind him--This was his last move making him one of the oldest--watching them grow up is hard at times.

Date: 2015-10-27 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurose8.livejournal.com
Thank you for sharing this convincing and well thought moment. Nice ending, too.

Date: 2015-10-27 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com

The center of his heart... so sweet.

Date: 2015-10-27 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurose8.livejournal.com
Just saying what a great icon that is for Halloween - or any other time.

Date: 2015-10-27 10:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spikesgirl58.livejournal.com
He's right, though, they do grow up so fast. I've seen that with our own. One day they are babies, then kids and suddenly all grown up.

*sigh*

Good job!

Date: 2015-10-27 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mrua7.livejournal.com
Such a touching story! Yep, they grow up too fast and that realization is a shock to any parent I'm sure, but it seems more so with Illya.

Another well done Sugar and Spies tale my friend!

Date: 2015-10-27 11:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mrua7.livejournal.com
I know exactly how you feel. I was drawing a complete blank until late Sunday night, that's when I started the short affair and the story ended up concluding in today's PicFic. I didn't come up with something for my own challenge until last night. Yikes.

Usually Halloween I'm raring to go, but not this year. I fizzled out pretty quick.

Thank goodness I wrote the stories for the Scrapbook Halloween as soon as the prompts went up...when my muse was being cooperative. oy.
Edited Date: 2015-10-27 11:50 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-10-28 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pactnmmt.livejournal.com
Oh yes, they do grow up so quickly. I use to sing to my son at night when I put him to bed. One day he looked up at me and said he thought he was too old to sing to anymore. I kissed him goodnight and went into my room and cried.

I like how you use the Sugar and Spies stories to bring out the emotions of our spies, especially IK.

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