Like Magic

by Rizz07

Summary:

What started as Daniel finding out Max was turned into an only Dutch speaking toddler turned into a F1 and FE world full with toddler fun.

Chapter 30- Sebastian and Charles

Notes:

• Inspired by Tiny Drivers by MerlinSpecter

If you haven’t read Tiny Drivers by MerlinSpecter, I suggest you go check it out! The chapters are not only well written, but also adorable and so much fun to read.

Chapter 1: Language barrier

Notes:

Summary:
2018
1: Daniel, Nico, Fernando and toddlers Max and Stoffel.
2: Daniel, Fernando and toddlers Max and Stoffel.
3: Daniel, Fernando, Jenson and toddlers Max and Stoffel.
4: Nico, Carlos and McFamily.
5: Nico, Daniel and toddlers Stoffel and Kevin.
6: Daniel, Nico, Jenson and toddlers Max, Stoffel, Kevin and Valtteri
7: Marcus, Seb, Kimi and toddler Charles
2019
8: Renault dads and toddler Max.
9: Daniel, toddler Max and the Formula E drivers and toddlers.
10: Sam, Jeandre and toddlers Robin and Antonio.
11: Lucas and toddler Daniel.
12: Seb, Kimi and toddlers Charles and Antonio.
13: Formula E drivers and toddlers.
14: Sam, André and toddler Robin.
15: F1 and FE drivers and toddlers.
16: José and toddler Maxi.
17: Charles, Nico and toddler Lando.
18: Toddler Alex, with Daniel, Nico and toddlers Max and Lando.
19: Jean-Eric with toddlers Antonio and Robin.
20: Daniel, Nico and Carlos with toddlers Max, Stoffel, Lando, Alex and George.
2020
21: Sébastien and toddler Ollie
22: Alexander and toddler Maxi (FE)
23: Romain and toddler Kevin with some Nico thrown into the mix
24: Daniel and toddler Max
25: Jev and toddler André
26: Nicholas and toddler George

Daniel was walking into the garage. To his surprise non of the mechanics were working, instead all of them were looking at Max’s side of the garage.

“What’s going on?” He asked one of them when he got close.

The man looked at him with wide eyes filled with disbelieve. He didn’t answer, just pointed to the other side.

The opening between both side of the garage was filled with his mechanics, so he had to get on his toes and crane his neck to take a look. He was a little surprised to see a small child there, but then again it wasn’t unheard of that one of the staff brought their kid to see the garage. So what was so special about this one? It was like the child had heard his thought as it lifted his head and looked with big turquoise eyes around the room.

Oh My God! He was pretty sure he said that out loud. Because he knew those eyes. They were…. But that’s impossible! He took a better look at the child, but instead of proving him wrong, it only seem to confirm his ridiculous thought.

No it couldn’t be, maybe… “Did Max have a child?” That at least would make some sense.

The guys around the child looked up at him. “Daniel.” Christian acknowledged him, looking far less calm than Daniel was used from him.

Pushing the mechanics aside he made his was over to his boss. Wanting and needing to know what was going on. He was about a feet away from Christian when something hit his legs and wrapped around it. Frowning he looked down to see happy turquoise eyes look up to him. “Dan’l.” The child spoke, before pulling his little arms from around Daniel’s legs and held them up to him.

It was clear what he wanted and Daniel lifted the little boy up. Placing him on his hip as he looked back in question at Christian.

“Well by know you probably figured out that that is indeed Max.” Christian told him.

“But how?”

Christian signed. “We don’t know.” The man rubbed his neck. “He was found like this outside of his motor home.”

Meanwhile Max got very interested in Daniel’s hair, trying to pull at the curls on top. Grabbing his little arm, Dan shook his head at the boy. “Don’t do that Max, it hurts.” The child pouted but nodded. “Good lad.”

“From what I heard, we are not the only team dealing with this… uh, inconvenience. One of the guys saw a child looking suspiciously like a small Charles Leclerc just outside the Sauber garage and I got a call from Frank Tost, that the same thing is happening to Pierre.” Christian told him.

“So what, did someone piss off a witch or something.” Dan joked.

There were a few chuckles, but Christian remained serious. “I would like to tell you that this is no time to joke, but as you are holding a toddler version of your teammate, who the hell knows.”

Daniel blinked at him, but it made sense. Normally the idea of witches was ridiculous, but so was having your teammate be turned into a child. “So what now?”

“First we need to find someone that can take care of Max.” Christian told him.

“Well I can do that.” He liked kids and Max was perfectly content playing with the button on his shirt right now.

“It is not that simple.” Christian said and Daniel noticed the older man looked exhausted. “Max can you tell me how you got little?”

The child looked hesitant for a moment, before nodding and started to speak. The moment he did, it became obvious what Christian had meant. Max was speaking soft but clearly, it was however all in Dutch. “Uh Max, could you repeat that in English please?” The toddler looked up to him, frown on his little forehead, before shaking his head. “Well damn.”

“And of course this weekend his father is not here.” Christian said, looking frustrated . “And we don’t have any other Dutch speakers here either.”

Okay, so that was a problem. And it wasn’t like there were any other Dutch drivers…. But wait, there was an Belgian one and the Flemish language was very similar to Dutch from what he understood. “I can take him to Stoffel.” He told Christian. The older his eyes immediately lit up. “He might be able to help.”

“Stoff?” The toddler in his arms asked.

“Yeah, you wanna go see Stoffel?” He asked Max who nodded enthusiastically.

“That might actually be a good idea.” Christian said approving.

“Let’s go see Stoffel then.” Giving a nod to Christian, he walked out of the garage to head to the McLaren facility.”

“Met Stoff’l spelen?” Max asked, looking at him with hopeful eyes.

Daniel felt his heart clench. He could see the hope in Max his eyes, but he had no idea what he was saying. “I’m sorry Maxy, I don’t understand Dutch.”

A new frown marred Max forehead, before his face turned into one of concentration. It was pretty fascinating to see, if he was honest. And kind of cute too. Then Max his face lit up. “Play Stoff’l?” He asked while pointing at himself.

Ah so that was what he meant. “We are going to see if he wants to, okay? No promises.” Daniel told him with a small smile. Not wanting to get the little Dutchie’s hopes up.

Max smiled before cuddling closer to Daniel. Which was a little ‘aw’ moment for the Australian.

Entering the McLaren garage he looked around for the Belgian. He didn’t see him, but he did notice the looks the mechanics there gave him. “Excuse me, I’m looking for Stoffel.” He asked the mechanic nearest to him.

The man looked a bit surprised, before looking at a colleague. The other looked a bit hesitant, before shrugging. “You better talk to Alonso.” The first eventually said.

Daniel wondered what that was all about, but decided not to ask and just nod. “And where can I find him.”

“At his motorhome.” The man said, pointing at the direction where is was.

“Alright, thanks.” Daniel told him and starting to make his way to his new destination.

“Stoff’l?” Max asked, looking confused.

“Apparantly we have to see Fernando first.”

Max cocked his little head. “Nando?”

“Yes.” Daniel shrugged. “Maybe Stoffel is with him? I don’t know.”

Max nodded, before placing his head on his shoulder.

**

It wasn’t long before they were in front of Alonso’s motor home. “Ready?” He asked Max, who nodded with a smile. Giving a smile in return, he knocked on the door.

“Si?” Fernando said as he opened the door. His eyebrows raising in surprise as he saw Daniel. Then his eyes went to Max and his face changed to understanding. “It happened with you too, si?”

Frowning he asked, “What happened too?”

Fernando didn’t answer, just opened the door further. In the room, playing on the ground, he saw another toddler.

“Stoff’l!’ Max exclaimed as he started to wiggle in Daniel’s arms. Taking the Aussie by surprise, as he almost lost his grip on his younger team mate.

“Max!” He panicky cried out, making the younger still immediately. Looking up at him with big eyes. “You gotta be careful, I almost dropped you.”

A guilty expression crossed Max face. “Sowwy.” He spoke softly.

Running his hand through Max his hair, he smiled. “Just be more careful next time, okay?” He told him, making Max nod. With a satisfied nod of his own he put Max down, who instantly took off towards Stoffel. Which looked kind of funny with his little legs.

“So Max is little too.” Fernando noted with a small frown.

“Yeah mechanics found him like that.” Daniel explained.

Fernando nodded. “I heard a child crying in Stoffel’s motorhome, so I took a look and…” He gestured to Stoffel.

“Any idea how it happened?”

Fernando shook his head. “No clue. It’s like magic or something.”

“Tell me about it.” It seemed like the only logical explanation. “Does he speak English?” Daniel wanted to know.

Fernando shook his head. “Just Flemish, I believe and a few French words.”

“Max only Dutch.” He told the Spaniard. “He understands English though.”

“Same with Stoffel.” Fernando said with a nod, before looking back at his teammate. Daniel followed his gaze to see Max and Stoffel play together with a little ball. Which made him smile.

“So do you have a way to communicate with him?” Daniel asked. “Because to be honest, that was the reason I was looking for Stoffel.”

“No, not really. The few French words, don’t really help.” Fernando said sadly.

“Damn.” That was disappointing. “Know anyone else who speaks Dutch?”

Fernando shook his head. They were silent for a few moments, just watching their young team mates. “Wait.” Fernando suddenly said, his eyes lighting up. “What about Hülkenberg? Stoffel and Max speak to him a lot, no?”

Daniel thought about it for a moment, trying to remember what language the three spoke when they were together. He had seen them together a few times at driver parades.

“I know for a fact that Stoffel doesn’t speak German.” Fernando said, disturbing his thoughts.

“I guess it’s worth the shot then.” He said. They had nothing to lose. “Let’s just hope he isn’t turned into a toddler too.”

Fernando pulled a face. “Let’s hope not.”

He was about to turn back to Max when he felt a tug on his jeans. Looking down he saw Max looking at him shyly. “What’s up Max?”

The shy look turned to an embarrassed one. “Pipi.” It was spoken so soft that Daniel barely heard it, but he did and understood what his little team mate needed.

“Do you have toilet here?” He asked Fernando.

“Door over there.” Fernando pointed to a door on the other side of the room.

“Come on, I’ll help you.” He told Max, holding his hand out to him.

Max blushed brightly, but grabbed Daniel’s hand.

**

After helping Max, Fernando and him took the toddlers to see Nico. Both boys instantly enthusiastic when they had suggested it to them. With a smile Fernando had placed Stoffel on his shoulders, while Daniel continued to carry Max on his hip.

Luckily the Renault garage wasn’t far and Daniel was relieved to see a very adult Nico standing next to his car. He was listening to something a mechanic was telling him about the back of his car, so the German hadn’t noticed them.

Feeling Max wiggle a little in his grip, he placed him down. Fernando following his example, placing Stoffel on the ground too. “Dan’l?” Max asked, looking wantingly at Nico.

He nodded. “But be careful.” Max grinned before taking off towards the German.

“Go.” He heard Fernando say, making Stoffel go after his fellow toddler friend.

Daniel chuckled at the exclamation Nico let out as Max met with his legs full force, followed by Stoffel. Flabbergasted the German was looking down at toddlers. The two didn’t notice as they enthusiastically chanted his name, “Nico, Nico, Nico.”

“Boys, calm down.” Fernando sternly said, feeling sorry for the German. Both boys immediately stilled and looked at the Spaniard with big eyes.

“These two belong to you?” Nico asked, still looking confused.

Daniel eyes locked with Fernando for a second. “Well sort of.” He said, feeling a little uncomfortable all the sudden. “You see, well that are Max and Stoffel.”

Nico let out a laugh. “Yeah right. Nice try Ricciardo.”

“I wish it was.” Daniel responded, suprising himself by the hint of sadness in his tone. “Look at them.”

There was a frown on Nico’s face as he looked back down at the boys. Daniel could see the moment the realization of the truth hit the German. His eyes widening and face changing into one of pure disbelieve. “How?”

“We don’t know.” Fernando told him.

“And they are not the only one it happened to either.” Daniel continued. “I know Pierre is turned to a toddler too and apparently so is Charles.” He explained.

“O..kay.” Nico looked at them, eyes questioning but uncertain. “But what brings you here?”

Daniel rubbed the back of his neck. “Well you see, them being turned into toddlers came with a side effect of sorts.”

“Meaning?”

“Well they understand it, but they can’t speak English.” Daniel told him.

“Oh.” Was Nico’s only response as he looked back down.

“Nico, spelen?” Max asked quietly. His mood having changed as the adults were having their conversation. He looked uncertain, standing close to Stoffel who looked the same with a bit of sadness combined with it.

A guilty expression crossed Nico’s face. Kneeling down he pulled the two toddlers in his arms, hugging them close.

“Could you help?” Fernando asked.

“Of course.” Nico replayed quickly. “Poor little guys must be feeling even more confused about this situation than we are.”

“Ben niet klein.” Max huffed with Stoffel nodding in agreement.

Laughing Nico ruffled both boys hair. “Of course. I’m sorry for calling you little.” The last part he spoke looking up at Daniel and Fernando. The Aussie understanding that he did that so they understood what was going one. “Let me just explain the situation to the team and than we can play, alright?”

Stoffel and Max nodded, both faces carrying a big smile.

**

Daniel didn’t know how to feel. He was sitting on the terrace of a little cafe just outside of the track. The reason he was there, was because it was next to the little playground where Nico was playing with Max and Stoffel. He had joined them at first, pushing the boys on the swing and helping them climb the slide. But the language barrier was still a problem. And if he was honest, it hurt a little every time Max or Stoffel turned to him to ask or say something he couldn’t understand. Still he could have dealt with that if it wasn’t for the disappointed looks in the boys their faces as they realized the situation. He hated seeing that, so instead he moved to take a seat at the cafe. From time to time making a photo, because how could he not? Toddler Max and Stoffel were just adorable.

The uneasy feeling stayed. He knew it was because he felt left out, but also because he found himself hurt by the fact that he couldn’t take care of Max like he wanted to do. He cared a lot for the Dutchman, saw him as a little brother even. So that he was unable to care for him was a little heartbreaking and made him feel envious of Nico.

Still he smiled as Nico and the boys joined him for a drink. “Having fun?” He asked the boys.

Both of them nodded, still smiling. “Nico..” Max tongue poked out as he had was thinking. “Nico fun!” He finally exclaimed.

It made Daniel smile. Loving that Max was actually putting in effort to make Daniel understands him.

“Waar is Nando?” Stoffel asked, looking around with sad eyes.

“He had to do some team stuff, but he should be back soon.” Daniel told him, before taking a sip of his drink. It was only when he noticed Nico’s look, his head titled a little as he looked at him with sparkling eyes, that he realized he just answered a Dutch question. “Huh, that one really sounded similar to English.”

Nico nodded. “Some things do, or at least enough to make the connection to the English meaning.”

“Good to know.”

**

It was almost 8pm when Daniel put Max to bed. Well bed, they had asked the hotel staff for an extra matras that they had put on the floor of Daniel’s room. Nico had offered to take him for the night, but Daniel believed he would be okay enough to do it himself. He wanted to do it.

Max was yawning as Daniel pulled the blanket over him, tucking him in.

“Love you Dan.” Max mumbled, snuggling further under his blanket.

“Love you too Maxy.” Placing kiss on his head. “Sleep well.”

“Slaap lekker.” Max replied softly.

Huh so that’s how you said it in Dutch. “Slaap lekker Max.” The words felt strange on his tongue and didn’t sound as good as when Max said it, but he didn’t care.

With a fond smile he watched his toddler team mate fall asleep.

Notes:

The turquoise eyes thing came from the Red Bull video of how well Daniel knew Max.

Also the translation if you are interested:
Met Stoffel spelen? - play with Stoffel?
Nico, spelen? - Nico, play?
Ben niet klein - am not little (purposely left the I)

Chapter 2: Taking care of Max

Notes:

A bit more cuteness about toddler Max.

The first thing he became aware of as he was slowly waking up, was a weight on his stomach. Frowning his sleepy mind wondered what it was. Opening his eyes, he was met with a small head with a big smile.

“Goeiemorgen Dan’l.”

It took a moment before his brain caught up and remembered the previous day when Max was turned into a toddler. Said toddler was currently sitting on his stomach, grinning at him. “Morning Max, how did you sleep?”

“Goed.” Max answered with a smile.

Goed that sounded like, “Does that mean good?”

The toddlers smile widened and he nodded. Which made Daniel smile in return.

After Nico’s tip that Dutch was sometimes similar to English, he planned to use it and see if he could make the connection like he did just now. It would make communicating with Max hopefully a little easier.

“Well come on, lets get dressed and then we can get some breakfast.” He told Max.

The boy nodded and climbed off him, before sliding down from the bed. Getting up himself he walked to the closed where he had put the clothes for Max. Yesterday after Fernando had returned, him and the Spaniard had went shopping for some clothes for the boys and for other necessities. They had no idea how long their teammates would stay like this, so they needed to. From what Nico had been able to get from the boys, everything had been normal. Then suddenly everything had went black and the next thing they knew they were toddler.

It had been slightly disappointing that the boys hadn’t been able to give them more information. So the whole thing remained one big mystery. Or like magic as Fernando claimed it to be.

After looking through the clothes he finally decided on grey jeans and a lighter grey shirt that had black at the wrist, waist and collar. Getting Max out of his pajama shirt, he helped him brush his teeth before getting him dressed. After that he went for a quick shower and got dressed himself, while Max was playing with the cars he had bought him too.

“Which one his your favorite?” He asked, as the toddler was still playing when he was done.

“Deze.” Max held up a blue car that was a similar color as the Toro Rosso’s, just less shiny.

Daniel nodded. “In English you would say, this one.” He was planning on learning Max English, which he felt wouldn’t be too hard. The little Dutchman already understood it, so he might catch on to it quickly.

Max cocked his head, before slowly repeating the two words.

“Very good Max.” Dan complimented him, which made Max beam. “Now please put the cars back in the box and we will go for breakfast.”

 

**

Max was running ahead of him to the elevator, while Daniel put the card of the room away. The next moment he heard a thump, looking up he saw Max flat on his tummy. Quickly he made his way towards his little team mate.

“Are you okay Max?” he asked, lifting the boy back up on his feet. Max lip was trembling, but he still nodded. “Did you hurt yourself?” Max shook his head. “So, the fall startled you?” This time he got a nod. “Alright, so I guess the next time you are running you have to be more careful.” he said, although it sounded more like a question. He wasn't really sure how to handle this.

Max sniffed and rubbed his eyes, but nodded. “Sowwy.”

“Nothing to be sorry about mate, it can happen.” He said, then he got an idea. “It’s a bit like when we are going too fast in our cars in like corners, we lose control. Do you remember that?” Max nodded. “Well the same goes for little kids and running.”

Max look thoughtful for a moment, but than a watery smile appeared. “Too fast.”

“That’s right Max, you were going too fast.” he said with a smile. “So next time, run a little slower alright.”

Max nodded, a still watery but brighter smile on his lips now. “Thanks Dan.”

“You are welcome Max.” he replied. “Race you to the elevator?”

The little dutchman looked a bit unsure, but eventually nodded.

“Okay. Ready... Set... Go!” Dan said and Max was running again. Maybe it wasn’t the best option to have Max run again, but at the same time he didn’t want Max to become afraid of it.

Of course he let Max reach the elevator first. “Gewonn’n” the Dutchman cheered.

He grinned. “That’s right Max, you won.”

Tilting his head to the side, he could see that Max was thinking again. “Won?” he asked.

“You say ‘I won’ when you win.” Daniel helped him.

Max grinned. “I won!”

“You did.” he confirmed, while pushing on the elevator button.

**

Later that Day Daniel found himself in the Red Bull garage, working on his details on his car. He and his mechanic had just gotten over some important data when he felt a tug on his jeans. Frowning he looked down, knowing it couldn’t be Max, a bit surprised to see Stoffel there.

“Max?” The toddler size Belgian asked, just as an out of breath Fernando came running into the garage.

“Stoffel I told you to wait.” The Spaniard told his little team mate, while trying to catch his breath.

Stoffel’s eyes widened at the stern tone, before looking ashamed. “Sowwy Nando.” His voice soft and timid. “But want Max.”

Signing Fernando knelt in front of the Belgian. “I understand that Chiquito, but you still have to listen to me. With your size the paddock and garages can be dangerous and I don’t want you to get hurt okay.”

Looking at his feet Stoffel nodded. “Sowwy.” He once again said.

“Just promise to not do it again, alright?”

Again Stoffel nodded, looking up with a determined expression.. “Pwomise.”

Fernando smiled at him, before getting back up. “Sorry about that.” He told Dan. “Stoffel here just really wanted to come play with Max.”

Daniel grinned down at the little Belgian. “Is that so?” To which Stoffel nodded. “Well come on then, I’ll bring you to him.” Sticking out his hand so Stoffel could take it, but the toddler only grabbed his pinky. “Pierre is there too, you want to play with him too?”

Immediately Stoffel’s face lit up. “Piewwe?” Daniel chuckled at the pronunciation. Toddler Max had problems saying the name of his French friend too. After a nod, he let an excited Stoffel to what was now dubbed the ‘kids corner’. The Red Bull guys had set it up before he came in and it was just a corner with a little fence around it. The opening had a lock on it, so that the toddlers couldn’t open it, as it wasn’t exactly safe for them to run around the garage unattended .

“Look who is here guys?” he told the boys, before leaning down to pick up Stoffel. Max and Pierre who had been playing with, what else, cars, looked up and started to smile.

“Stoff!” Both boys exclaimed. Stoffel waved and was grinning as Daniel lifted him over the fence. “Play?” Little Pierre asked the Belgian, who nodded and joined the boys.

“You guys really put effort in this.” Fernando had joined him and was looking at the kids corner with an impressed look.

“Yeah well with both Max and Pierre in toddler form, they thought it was best to give them a play area that also kept them safe when Brendan and I need to be in the garage.” He really liked how the team had come up with this instead of just hiring a nanny or something. And it was nice to know he could focus on his work while knowing Max was safe. “They thought this was the best solution.”

“Maybe I should let my guys make one in my garage too.” And by the way he said it, Daniel was pretty sure the McLaren garage would have one by tomorrow. “How are things with Max?”

“Good, although I myself am still getting use to it if I am honest.”

Fernando nodded in understanding. “It’s like suddenly having a child, no?” And it really was. Although he wanted and also loved taking care of toddler Max, it did feel surreal to suddenly be in a parenting role. “Then again, Stoffel has always been my little waffle.” To that Daniel grinned. “Did you know Jenson booked the first flight available when I told him the news?” Fernando continued. “He said he just had to be there.”

It didn’t really come as a surprise to Daniel, everyone knew how close and protective Jenson and Fernando were over their younger (ex)team mate. Especially back when Jenson was still racing and Stoffel was their reserve driver. So instead he grinned. “So you three can be a true McFamily, the fans will love that.”

Fernando glared at him, but at the same time didn’t object. Instead he focused on the three boys playing, racing their little cars. Not bothered at all that they didn’t speak each other’s language, as they made car noises and raced around the little play ground.

Notes:

Max outfit: https://www.koko-noko.com/nl/koko-noko-jongens-sweater-76150706.html

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Chapter 3: More toddler fun

Summary:

McFamily and Ice-cream

Daniel was watching Max and Stoffel play in the playground. The boys were playing on the slides, just climbing up, sliding down and climbing up again and again. It was great seeing the two of them having so much fun together and how although Stoffel could be quiet shy, you didn’t notice any of that when he was playing with his friends.

“Jeez he truly is cute.” A British voice sounded from behind. Turning his head he saw Jenson standing there with Fernando just behind him, nodding in conformation.

Getting up he gave Jenson a quick hug, before turning around with a smile. “Hey Stoffel, look who is here.” He shouted to the little Belgian.

Looking up Stoffel’s whole face completely lit up when he spotted the Brit. “Jenson!” He exclaimed. Almost climbing over Max in his enthusiasm, quickly sliding down the slide before running towards his ex colleague. Jenson was waiting for him with a grin and open arms, hugging the toddler closely before twirling him around. Stoffel giggling happily as he did so.

“Look at you, you look so adorable” Jenson cooed, planting a big kiss on Stoffel’s cheek. Ignoring the ‘juk’ the Belgian out.

Fernando snorted. “You called him adorable back when he was still an adult.” Max, who had joined them too, giggled at that.

Meanwhile Jenson was rolling his eyes. “That’s because our waffle is just too adorable for his own good, toddler or adult version.”

“Si that is true” Fernando agreed, while Stoffel huffed and crossed his little arms.

“Not awways adowable” he pouted, which wasn’t helping his case at all.

Grinning Max sing-songed, “Stoff is adowable. Stoff is adowable.” Which earned him a playful little head slap from Daniel.

“That isn’t very nice.” The Aussie told him, while Stoffel said ‘Meany’. His lower lip starting to tremble a little. “You better apologize to him.”

Max pulled a face, clearly not wanting to. But at seeing Daniel’s stern look he quickly looked down and whispered. “Sowwy Sfoff.”

In the mean time Fernando was fussing over Stoffel, not liking his boy upset. The Belgian wasn’t having any of it and swatting his hands away, making Daniel laugh.

“Looks like he still doesn’t like you babying him” he told the Spaniard, earning a glare.

“Ah you know how Nando is, always protective over his youngsters.” Jenson grinned. “Just be glad that Carlos isn’t turned into a toddler too or he might have turned into a complete mother hen.” The comment earned him a slap against his shoulder.

Both adults laughed, while Fernando just glared at Jenson, grumbling in Spanish under his breath. Suddenly Stoffel’s eyes widened. “Nando said bad words.” He exclaimed, pointing at his team mate.

Jenson gasped dramatically. “Fernando Alonso, how dare you! There are children present.” Trying very hard not to laugh as he was saying it. Daniel didn’t bother though and was full out laughing, especially since Fernando was looking a little flabbergasted at Stoffel. Probably not have expected his little team mate to understand is Spanish mumbling.

Max who didn't understand what was going on, was looking confused between the adults, before looking at his friend. Stoffel just shrugged and gave him a little smile.

“I guess English isn’t the only language he is improving in.” Fernando just nodded, still looking like he was in shock. “At least from what Nando told me, the boys didn’t speak any English at all at first.”

Daniel nodded “Yeah we had to call in Hulk for help and everything.” Looking down at the toddler in his lap he smiled. “But they really are improving greatly.

“Is that true Max?” Jenson asked the Dutchie.

Max nodded with a big smile. “Dan’l is helping.”

Smiling down at Max, Daniel ruffled his hair. “I think it’s really important for them to speak it again, as it makes everything just so much easier for them and everyone in the paddock.

“Makes sense.” Jenson nodded. “How about you Stoff, how is your English?” He didn’t get a response and as he looked down he saw the toddler yawn and cuddle closer to him. Blinking slowly as he was trying to fight the sleep. “Aw is my little waffle tired?” Jenson cooed.

“That happens a lot. They can be playing and then all the sudden they are just drop dead tired” Daniel explained.

“Si and it is almost his nap time” Fernando continued, finally having come out of his shock.

“B’coming sleepy too” Max said softly, leaning his head heavily against Daniel’s chest.

“Well why don’t we say goodbye to Nando and Jenson and I’ll take you back to our room” Daniel suggested as Stoffel was already deep asleep in Jenson is arms, thumb in his mouth.

Max did as told. “Bye Jenson. Bye Nando.” Giving them a sleepy smile, before turning to Daniel. “Can I have Phoxy?” he asked.

Nodding Daniel leaned down to grab a stuffed Fox from his bag. “Here ya go.” Watching with a smile as Max immediately cuddled it close to his chest.

Jenson in the mean time was looking at the stuffed animal with a frown. “A football playing fox?”

“Apparently it’s like the mascot of his favorite team or something.” He shrugged. “He wanted it the moment he saw it.”

Jenson turned to Fernando. “Does Stoffel have a cuddly toy too?”

Fernando nodded, fishing a stuffed turtle out of his own bag. Jenson looked at the animal with a frown. “Don’t look at me, Max gave it to him.” The Spaniard quickly defended himself. “I do not completely understand, but Max said something about Stoffel being a turtle.”

Narrowing his eyes, Jenson looked at the sleeping Dutchman. “That better not be some kind of sick joke about his car.” Both Daniel and Fernando shook their head. “Good, it’s already bad enough as it is” he said sadly. Mumbling “Poor guy” as he hugged Stoffel closer.

Smiling sadly too, Fernando placed a hand on Jenson’s forearm. “Come on let’s take our little waffle back to the room.” Nodding, Jenson carefully got up. Afraid of waking up the toddler in his arm.

“See you guys later” Daniel said, taking Max back to his own hotel.

**

Later that afternoon Daniel was walking to the garage when Max suddenly let go of his hand and started running. Surprised he let out a shout of “Max.” Jogging after his little team mate. The younger had stopped right in front of no other than Kimi Raikkonen, looking up at him. Or rather what the Finn had in his hand, a cup with ice-cream.

Swallowing Daniel walked over to them, because even he with his easy going nature, still always felt uncomfortable around the Finn. Like pretty much everyone else besides Vettel. “Sorry Kimi he just took off” he explained, rubbing his neck nervously.

The Finn didn’t respond. Instead he crouched down and asked. “Do you want a bite?” Max nodded fast, earning even a tiny smile from the so called iceman as the Finn offered Max a spoonful. Only then did he turn his face up to look at Daniel, eyes hidden behind his usual sunglasses. “There is a ice-cream stand, I can take Max there if you want?”

Flabbergasted Daniel just blinked, before quickly nodded as he noticed the Finn was impatiently waiting for an answer. “Yeah sure, go ahead.”

With a curt nod the Finn got up and offered Max his hand. “I’ll bring him back to the garage after.”

Trying with all his might to keep his jaw from falling to the ground, he could only watch as the Finn turned around and walked away with Max. The younger looked over and waving him goodbye with a bright smile, while he was still wondering what had just happened.

**

Christian was in the middle of explaining some things to him, when his face suddenly changed to surprise. “Sebastian what can we do for you?” Turning around Daniel saw the German walking into the garage looking a bit unsettled.

“Well you see, the thing is…” The man gestured to the something outside of the garage. “I believe I just saw Kimi eating ice-cream with little Max in his lap.” He finally managed to say.

“On his lap?” Sebastian nodded. “I mean I know Kimi was taking him for ice-cream, but to have him on his lap.” Daniel was also shocked by that. But then again, he was still not over the fact that Kimi was taking Max for ice-cream in the first place.

“So I am not seeing things.” Sebastian looked relieved at that. Then he laughed. “I guess we can say, Kimi has a soft spot for kids.”

“Be careful then, with all the toddlers around, the iceman might actually melt” Christian joked. Both men laughed and soon the three of them fell into a conversation like old times.

Daniel had no idea how much time had passed when he noticed Kimi entering the garage with not just Max, who was holding his hand, but also little Charles who he carried on his hip. Max smiled as he saw him and quickly ran over. “Hey there little lion” he said as he picked the toddler up. “Did you have fun with Kimi?”

Max nodded. “Kimi vewy nice and ice-cweam was yummy” he said with a big grin. “And Chawles came too!”

Daniel couldn’t help but smile in return. Max enthusiasm just be infectious. “Did you say thank you to Kimi?”

Shaking his head Max turned back to the Finn. “Thank you Kimi.”

The Finn with another normally so rare smile answered. “You’re welcome.”

“Careful there Kimi, if you’re starting to hand out ice-cream all the toddlers will find you” Sebastian teased, but his team mate just shrugged. Daniel wasn’t sure if the Finn wasn’t bothered by the teasing or by the idea, or maybe it was both? At this point he really didn’t know anymore. He had never been able to read the Finn, but after today he felt like it was even more impossible.

“I have to take Charles back now.” And with that being said, he put up his hand as goodbye and turned around.

Charles peeked over his shoulder and gave them a quick smile. “Au revoir Max. Au revoir Seb.” He waved.

“Bye Charles.”Both Max and Sebastian said. The German watching them go with a shake of his head. “Gotta love Kimi” he mumbled.

Daniel bumped their shoulder together. “And we all know you do” he teased. It earned him a glare, but Daniel just grinned and focused his attention back to the toddler in his arms who was already starting to fall asleep again.

Notes:

I'm not sure if Max even remembers or if someone ever mentioned it, but there was a kids tv show here that actually had the character Stoffel the turtle. I didn't remember it either, but my mom once mentioned it and it felt like a good time to include it

Also please let me know what you think or might have suggestions!

Chapter 4: Renault boys, McFamily & Stoffel and Kevin

Nico and Carlos were busy working in their own part of the Renault garage. Hoping to use the whole toddler situation to their benefit to improve the car and to be stronger in the battle on the midfield. It was when he examined his front wing that he heard someone approach.

“Hola” Fernando cheerfully said as he walked in, Stoffel on his hip. The little Belgian’s face lit up as he saw Nico and he gave him a little wave. Fernando however walked straight to Carlos side, greeting his fellow countryman with a kiss on his cheek. Not noticing his toddler team mate was pouting and looking over the Spaniards shoulder to Nico.

“Have you met toddler Stoffel yet?” he heard Fernando ask Carlos, before lifting Stoffel up a bit so he could show him fully to Carlos. The whole thing gave Nico Lion King vibes of when Simba was presented.
“Hola Stoffel” Carlos said with a friendly smile, getting a quiet ‘Hi’ back from the Belgian. “I believe you’ve been to the Renault garage before no?”

Stoffel nodded. “With Nico.”

“Have you said hi to him yet?” So Carlos had seen Stoffel looking at the other side of the garage. Stoffel was shaking his head. “Well you better go and do it quickly then, before Hulk starts sulking and feeling left out.”

Stoffel was giggling as Fernando put him on the ground with a slightly disappointed look. The little Belgian however started running over to the German the moment his feet touched the ground and ran straight into his arms.

“Hey daar kleintje.” Nico said with a smile as Stoffel, with his little arms around his neck, hugged him. “Missed me?” Pulling back the Belgian nodded. “Aw aren’t you just the cutest” Nico joked. “Wanna go play with the cars?” When he got another nod he moved them over to the makeshift play area he had created.

**

It was a little while later when Nico heard someone enter the garage again, but he decided to let Carlos handle it and kept racing with Stoffel on their self-made racetrack .

“Uhm Nando, where did you put our little waffle?” a British voice that could only belong to Jenson Button spoke. “Please don’t tell me you lost him?”

Listening more closely he could hear Fernando huff and pictured the Spaniard crossing his arm. “I wouldn’t dare” he replied, sounding very offended. “He is over there with Hulkenberg.”

Getting up just as Fernando spoke again. “Why exactly did you bring him here?” Looking over Nico couldn’t help but wonder the same as he saw Kevin Magnussen of all people next to Jenson. Well the toddler version of him that is.

Jenson narrowed his eyes a little at the comment. “Well you have your youngsters and I have mine.” Picking the boy up and soothing him as the little Dane’s lip had started to tremble. Before throwing a glare at Fernando. “Can’t you at least be nice? It’s bad enough that you two are picking fights as adults.”

“Well I’m sure Hulkenberg doesn’t like him being here either?” Fernando protested, while Nico felt startled at suddenly being pulled into the conversation, or was it an argument? He could never quite tell with the two of them.

Meanwhile little Kevin was looking at him with big blue innocent eyes and Nico knew then and there that was impossible to hold a grudge against the toddler version of Kevin. Sure he and Kevin didn’t get along when the other was still an adult, but it didn’t feel right to take that out on this toddler. Who might still remember their past, but also had the feelings and heart of a small child at the moment.

“Hey there Kevin, want to come play with Stoffel and the cars?” Nico asked, ignoring the sputtering Fernando. Kevin’s eyes widened a little, looking hesitant and even turned to look to Jenson. The Brit gave him a smile and nod, putting him on the ground.

Stoffel gave him a shy little smile as the Dane walked over and sat down next to him, offering him a car. It was a bit awkward at first, but that was soon gone as they actually started to play. Nico watching them with a fond smile, while Fernando and Jenson kept bickering on the other side of the garage.

A few minutes later Carlos joined him too. “Mom and dad still fighting?” Nico joked, throwing an arm over the Spaniard’s shoulder.

Carlos elbowed playfully in the stomach. “And who is the mom according to you?”

“Fernando, without a doubt.” He grinned, before it turned into a mischievous grin. “And don’t even think about telling him I said that, because I have enough on you that you don’t want mommy to know.”

It got him a glare, but it was only halfheartedly. “Just be glad I agree with you.” Nico just gave him a bright smile. “Besides there is no denying he is a mother’s hen.”

Nico nodded. “Yep.” A sudden tuck on his jeans, made him look down. Stoffel was standing there, rubbing his eyes. Instantly feeling worried, he picked the toddler up. “What’s wrong Stoff?” he asked, glancing at Kevin. Suspecting him from doing something to upset everyone’s favorite waffle.

“Tired.” The word went accompanied with a yawn.

Ah, so it had nothing to do with Kevin. He mentally slapped himself for assuming it, when the toddler version of the Dane had done nothing to deserve that. So instead he focused on Fernando and Jenson. “Oi mom and dad. Stop bickering, your son is tired.” He all but shouted across the garage.

It caused Carlos to start laughing besides him, although he did his best to muffle it. But it also did do the trick, in a blink of a eye Fernando had moved over to them. Carefully pulling Stoffel from Nico’s arms.

“It’s okay my little waffle” Fernando appeased the toddler. “I’ll take you back to the room for your siesta.” Cuddling him close.

Nico turned back to Kevin to see him also looking tired. “How about you Kevin, are you tired too?” Hesitant blue eyes looked up at him, before the Dane nodded. Giving a smile, Nico moved over and picked him up.

“I’ll take him back to Romain” Jenson spoke, having joined them.

“Nah it’s okay, I can do it.” Nico told him. “You go play family with Fernando.”

“Very funny” Jenson said. Moving over to kiss Kevin’s forehead. “Is it okay if Nico here takes you back?” Yawning the little Dane nodded. His head resting against Nico’s shoulder. “Okay then. I will come see you soon, promise.”

Kevin nodded, before looking at Nico. “Can I sleep?” As Jenson walked out of the garage with Fernando and Stoffel.

“Soon little one” Nico told him softly. “I’ll bring you back to Romain and he can put you down for your nap.”

“Okay” Kevin mumbled, already fighting his sleep.

Nico waved Carlos goodbye, before quickly making his way over to the Haas garage. But Kevin had already fallen asleep in my arms. Not really snoring, but breathing deeply. Nico couldn’t help but keep glancing at him, he was just so adorable. It made him want to keep the Dane always this small, and he couldn’t quite grasp how this adorable human being became such an annoying pain in the ass.

“Now that’s a sight I thought I would never see.” Romain commented as he walked into the Haas garage. Grabbing his phone to quickly take a few photos. “I just can’t help taking pictures” the Frenchman said with a smile. “Besides, you never know when it comes in handy” he continued with a wink.

Nico chuckled, handing over the sleeping toddler. “Hard to believe they are the same person, right?”

Romain hummed. “For me, not so much. Kevin might act like he’s all tough, but he truly has a good heart.” Nico raised an eyebrow. “I know it’s hard to believe, especially for you. But none of you know the real Kevin.” Placing a kiss on the Dan’s hair. “Well I better put him to bed.”

Nico nodded a little dumbstruck, watching the Frenchman leave with a still sleeping Kevin. Wondering over what the man had just told him and if he was honest it didn’t sound so strange. Maybe he always had suspected Kevin’s behavior was part of an act and hearing it from Grosjean it had him started to think that he should maybe, just maybe make an effort to really get to know the Dane.

Notes:

Hey daar kleintje means hey there little one.

Also please let me know what you think or want to see!
Right now the plan for next chapter is to have Kimi make another appearance and maybe toddler Valtteri.

Chapter 5: Nico babysitter and friend

Summary:

Nico finds himself once again watching over a couple of toddlers.

Nico couldn’t quite grasp that he was once again taking care of Kevin, just a day after the toddler had visited the garage. One thing he was sure of, was that he had developed a soft spot for his normally not so favorite Dane. And now he found himself walking through the paddock with on one hand a little Kevin and on the other Stoffel, the last one being his own choice. Earlier Fernando had arrived yet again at the Renault garage, checking up on Carlos apparently. It was like the older Spaniard wanted to take care of Carlos too, even when he wasn’t turned into a toddler. Or maybe he secretly hoped that Carlos would still turn into one too, who knows. What he did know was that Stoffel had seemed bored after he had managed to escape his team mate’s attention.

That’s why Nico had decided to take Stoffel to the playground. They had been on their way when Kevin had joined them. Running over with a smile and hugging Stoffel, before turning to Nico with a shy smile. After a small conversation with Romain it was decided that Kevin was coming with them to the playground and that’s how he found himself once again watching over two toddlers and that while his own team mate wasn’t even one.

Stoffel tucked his arm when the Red Bull garage came into view. “Max?” the little Belgian asked.

Looking down at him, Nico found himself unable to deny him. “Want to go see Max?”

Stoffel nodded enthusiastically, before pulling him towards the garage. Nico allowed it with a smile, while Kevin looked a bit hesitant. Romain had already explained to him that Kevin was a little uncertain around other people. The Frenchman suspecting it was because Kevin subconsciously or even consciously knew that he didn’t get along with the other drivers as an adult. “It’ll be okay, don’t you worry” he tried to assure the little Dane, giving his tiny little hand a soft squeeze.

As they entered the garage Daniel turned to them with a sad expression on his face, but it quickly changed into a smile when he saw Stoffel. “Stoffel, my little man, how are you doing?” he asked, opening his arms, wanting a hug.

Stoffel giggled a bit, moving over to him to hug the Aussie. “Max?” he asked, looking around the garage once Daniel picked him up.

The sad look returned instantly. “Sorry buddy, Max isn’t here right now.”

“Oh” Stoffel let out, looking disappointed. Dan ruffled the toddler hair to get a smile back on his face.

“Hey Stoff, we’re gonna put you and Kevin in the kids corner for a moment, okay?” Nico told him. “I have to talk with Daniel for a moment.” Wanting to know what had gotten the normally so chipper driver sad.

Stoffel looked thoughtful for a moment. “Playground after?” he asked and Nico nodded. “Okay” he said, allowing Daniel to put him into the kids corner as Nico did the same with Kevin.

“Okay, what’s going on?” Nico asked after they had moved away from the toddlers.

“It’s nothing.” Daniel tried to smile, but sighed after seeing the look Nico gave him. “The Finn’s have been kidnapping my Max.”

Nico blinked. “Come again?”

Daniel threw his arms up in frustration. “Kimi and Valtteri, they have been hogging Max’s attention.”

Yeah, not what he had expected to hear at all. “And how are they doing that exactly?”

Daniel let himself fall into a chair. “Max has been crazy about Kimi ever since he bought him ice-cream, but I was okay with that. I mean, I don’t mind sharing Max his attention and all.” The Aussie sighed, looking a bit defeated. “But then Valtteri came along, who is a toddler too by the way.” Huh he hadn’t known that, but then again Mercedes had always been more secretive. “And I won’t deny, he is all chubby and cute, although he looks a bit older than the others” Daniel continued.

“So what exactly is your probably with him?” Nico wondered out loud.

“Because ever since he met little Max he is constantly with him” Daniel exclaimed.

“Uhm we’re talking about the same Valtteri Bottas right?” Nico asked. Because as far as he knew Valtteri and Max had never really any kind of interaction outside of racing.

Daniel nodded, “Believe it or not, but his toddler version apparently decided that he needs to act like Max his older brother or something.” Daniel crossed his arm. “Like yesterday, Lewis couldn’t get him to leave my room until I had put Max to bed and he could give Max a goodnight kiss.”

“O-okay, that’s sounds a little creepy” Nico had to admit.

Daniel quickly shook his head. “It’s not. It was actually pretty cute to be honest and Max really likes him too” he admitted. “But combine that with Kimi’s attention and there seems to be hardly any left for me.”

Ah so Daniel was feeling left out. Nico could understand that, especially because he had noticed the Aussie had struggled with it too when Max hadn’t been able to speak English yet. “Don’t worry okay, they can never replace you.”

“I hope so” Daniel replied sadly.

Nico placed a hand on Dan's shoulder. "I know so" he told his future team mate. “And if you miss hanging out with a toddler, you’re welcome to join Stoffel, Kevin and me on our trip to the playground” the German offered.

“Sounds good.” There was even a small smile on Daniel’s face. “Better than staying here and keep mulling about my missing toddler team mate.” Nico gave him a smile and wrapped his arm around the Australian’s shoulder after he got back up.

“Okay boys, ready to go to the playground?” he asked the toddlers who were busy building a tower with blocks. It startled Kevin, causing him to make the tower fall over. Immediately his eyes watered and his lip began to tremble. “Oh Kevin sweetie, it’s okay” Nico told him. Hurrying over with a guilty feeling, picking up the now crying little Dane from the corner. “It’s not my fault, not yours.” Hugging him close.

“Don’t be sad Kevin” Stoffel joined in. Nico smiled, opening the little gate to the kids corner and kneeling down. Instantly Stoffel was there, wiping Kevin’s tears away and whispering soothing words in what sounded to be Dutch, English and Spanish.

Nico locked eyes with Daniel, both amazed by Stoffel’s behavior and how he was obviously copying they way people had soothed him before. It was both great to see and heartwarming to witness.

“How about we go for some ice-cream first” Daniel suggested. Keeping his distance, so Kevin wouldn’t feel crowded. “I think Kevin deserves that after that scare.” Nico nodded in agreement as both boys eyes lit up. Stoffel wiping the last tears away on Kevin’s face before planting a big fat wet kiss on his cheek.

“That is so sweet of you Stoffel” Nico complimented. Truly impressed with how the little Belgian handled the situation, especially at his age. That thought made him stop for a moment as it gave him on an idea. “How old are you Stoff?”

The Belgian looked surprised at the question, before holding up three fingers. “I'm three.” Nico had noticed that his ‘r’ pronouncement really getting better. It really started to sound like one.

Nodding Nico turned to look at the toddler in his arms. “And how old are you Kevin?”

“Am thwee too” the Dane answered, still sniffling a bit.

“Max once told me he was two” Daniel spoke up. “Although he did mention he was almost three too.”

Nico shrugged. “Makes kind of sense that they aren’t all the same age as there is a age difference between their adult versions too.”

“And it might also explain why Valtteri looked a bit older” Daniel said, nodding thoughtfully.

“Ice-cweam now?” Kevin asked, looking up at Nico with hopeful eyes.

“Yes of course” Nico told him with a smile. Almost having forgotten that they had promised the boys before they got sidetracked. Kevin gave him a big smile.

“You two are really getting along aren’t you?” Daniel mentioned with a smile.

Nico nodded, looking down at the little boy with a smile. “Yeah it's like I'm getting to know a different side of him now.” Daniel nodded in understanding, before chuckling. Stoffel had grabbed his hand and was trying to pull him towards the garage door.

“Looks like we let the boys wait long enough” Daniel told him as he allowed Stoffel to pull him out of the garage. Nico followed him with a smile, carrying Kevin in his arms.

**

The moment they entered the ice-cream shop's terrace there was excited shout of ‘Stoff’l!’. Moments later Max came running towards them, almost falling over his own feet. Stoffel smiled and hugged his fellow toddler. “Nico and Dan’l are buying us ice-cream” he told the Dutchman, grabbing Kevin’s hand. Pulling him from behind Nico’s legs, where he had been trying to hide.

Max nodded before moving over to Daniel and put up his arms. Nico watched with a smile as Daniel immediately picked up his team mate, placing a kiss on his hair. Yep there was no replacing Daniel in Max’s life, at least not while Max was a toddler and they were still team mates. Next season, well only time would tell.

In the mean time Kimi and Valtteri walked over too and Valtteri indeed looked slightly older than the toddlers he had seen this far. Kimi gave them a small nod in greeting. “We were just going back” he told them.

“Wanna go stay with us?” Daniel asked his little team mate. “We’re going to the playground after.” Max looked hesitant for a moment, but nodded after looking at Kimi. “Sweet, the more the merrier.”

Meanwhile Nico wondered what Max had seen, because as far as he could tell, Kimi hadn’t moved a damn muscle. Then he turned to Valtteri. “What about you, want to join us too?” Not wanting to exclude him.

The smaller Finn looked at them curiously for a second, taken them in, before nodding and giving them a small smile.

“Just bring him back to Lewis after” Kimi said, before saying goodbye to them. Giving Valtteri’s hair a quick ruffle and Max a kiss on his head. Nico watched him go as Kevin clutched onto his hand.

Notes:

So the original of this chapter was way longer, but I decided to splits into two. But I also found myself rewriting parts of this even as I was was checking it for spelling mistakes. So if i made any big mistakes because of it, please let me know or if I made a bad spelling mistake or wrong use of the English language in general. As a not English speaker I'm doing my best with the language, but i also want to learn from it if I do make mistakes.

Chapter 6

Daniel and Nico found themselves back at the terrace of the little cafe with a coffee, while the four toddlers were playing in the sand at the playground. Max and Stoffel seem to be in charge of, well whatever they were building. With Stoffel helping Kevin, who seem to be coming out of his shell more as he was getting used to being around Max and Valtteri. The little Finn himself was more watching over everything than playing along, giving a helping hand when needed.

Taking a sip of his coffee, Daniel smiled. “You know, if you told me a week or so ago that these four would be this social, I would have never believed you.”

Nico chuckled. “I know what you mean, but it’s nice yes, seeing them this close.”

Dan nodded. “That might be the best thing coming out of all this. Us all being closer.”

“I’d like that” Nico agreed. “Especially with Stoffel leaving. It would be good for him to know that he has real friends here.”

Daniel gave him a sad smile. “It’s weird how everything is going to change after this season. I mean, even with my own move, I still can’t wrap my head around it.”

Nico nodded in agreement, before giving him a little grin. “Well at least you already know you’ll get along with your future team mate” he teased, giving him a wink.

Daniel threw his head back and laughed. “Yeah that’s true and well, I’ve got to know you a hell of a lot more over the last few days” he said. “Not just by talking, but also by seeing how you interact with the kids.” To him those actions showed a lot about what kind of person you were. But then again, he hadn’t seen a driver who didn’t get along with the toddlers drivers.

“Max look out!” Looking up at the shout, Dan was just in time to catch Max falling over his shoelaces. Valtteri, who had been the one that had shouted, was already at his side before either Nico or him could get up. The little Finn helping Max get back on his feet, before checking over him. “Where does it hurt?” He heard Valtteri ask Max. The younger boy sniffled and pointed at his right knee with a trembling hand. Valtteri gave a nod as he examined the knee, which wasn’t really possible because of Max’s jeans, before he leaned down and placed a kiss on the hurting knee. “There all better” the toddler pronounced proudly. Daniel smiled, as the Dutchman sniffled and held up his hands up to him.

“Let me tie you’re shoelaces first, okay” Daniel said as he knelt down and did them. “There all done” he commented, before picking the toddler. “How is the knee?”

Max sniffled again and rubbed his eyes. “Okay” he spoke softly. Daniel kissed his head as he had to admire how brave the little two year old was. He was clearly upset, but didn’t want to show it.

“That was really kind of you Valtteri.” He heard Nico say, as the German had knelt down to the same level as the older toddler.

The Finn nodded. “He’s still small” he said with a little shrug. “Lewis says I act like his older brother.”

It surprised Daniel how wise Valtteri sounded. “I heard about that and you’re right Max is still very small, isn’t he?” Nico said with a smile, making Daniel look down at the toddler in his arm with a found smile. Max was snuggled close to him with his thumb in his mouth.

“Charles is also very small, but he has Marcus, Seb and Kimi looking out for him” Valtteri continued. Daniel shared a look with Nico, both were amazed by how observing the Finn was. “And Pierre is with them a lot too.”

“Wow, you really thought about this haven’t you?” Dan asked Valtteri, who nodded proudly. “Well I’m happy you’re looking out for Max.” That earned him a big smile. Smiling in return, he turned to Max. “Aren’t you happy with a big brother like Valtteri, Max?”

Looking between them with still slightly wet eyes Max nodded. “Love you Val.” The cuteness made Dan’s heart melt, as Nico cooed.

“Love you too Max” Valtteri said with a bright smile, before the little Finn turned to join Stoffel and Kevin.

**

Max had rejoined the other toddlers again after Daniel and Nico had given them all something to drink and a snack. They were now playing on the slide with Valtteri making sure they all climbed up safely, but it didn’t stop him from sliding himself too. Nico and Daniel were just sitting back when a shadow appeared over their table. Looking up Dan saw an angry looking Jenson. For a moment he wondered what he had done to get the Brit so angry, before realizing the anger was directed at Nico and not him. “Want to tell me why you’re stealing not just one, but two of my kids Hulkenberg?” Daniel was quick to muffle his laughter, as the German looked flabbergasted. “I went to see Stoffel, only to be told he was with you” Jenson continued, hands placed on his hips. “So I go to the Haas garage, only to be told the exact bloody thing.”

Daniel couldn’t help himself and threw his head back laughing, causing Nico to glare at him, but that didn’t stop him. Jenson cleared his throat and Nico’s attention went quickly back to him. “Well Stoffel was bored, so I thought it was best to take him outside to play” the German started to explain, looking a bit uncomfortable. “And your kids, as you call them, wanted to play together, so I asked Kevin to join too.”

Jenson’s face softened at that, his lips curling up into a smile. “My boys are getting along?”

“They sure are” Dan piped in. “Just look at them.” Pointing at the toddlers, who were laughing as they went down the slide. “Stoffel even comforted Kevin earlier.”

A look of pride came onto Jenson’s face. “My little waffle really did that?” he asked as he watch how Stoffel waited for Kevin at the bottom of the slide.

“Yeah, you should have seen him” Nico told him. “He was throwing Dutch and quite a bit of Spanish into it as well.” Smiling at the memory.

“Too bad I missed all of that.” Jenson looked very disappointed as he let himself fall into one of the chairs.

Daniel placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry mate, I’m sure you’ll get to witness a few precious moments yourself too.”

Nico was quick to nod in agreement. “Just spend time with them” he added.

Jenson gave them a thankful smile. “Still can’t believe that this is all really happening” he commented. “I mean, when Nando called I thought he was joking. Wouldn’t believe him until he face-timed me and I saw it for myself.”

“Yeah it’s surreal mate” Daniel agreed.

“I’m starting to think Fernando was right to call it magic” Nico added. And really it didn’t sounds so crazy anymore, not when you had toddler version of your fellow drivers running around.

“Jenson!” The shout made them look up. Kevin was running towards them, almost falling over his own feet.

“Slow down sweetheart, don’t want you to fall” Jenson told him as he got up. Crouching down, he waited for him with open arms. Kevin was quick to wrap his little arms around Jenson’s neck. “Missed me sweetheart?” Jenson asked, as he hugged the toddler close. Kevin nodded and placed a wet kiss on the Brit cheek.

Meanwhile Stoffel had come over too and looked at them with wanting eyes. He kept quiet however. Jenson noticed and sat back down. Placing Kevin on one knee, before beckoning Stoffel over. “Come join us my little waffle” he said with a smile. Stoffel beamed and was quick to move over so that Jenson could place him on his other knee. The Brit hugged both of his boys and placing a kiss on both of their heads, making the boys giggle.

Daniel watched it all with a found smile. He knew the Brit cared a lot about his boys, but seeing it up close was another thing. “You know what the best part of them being toddlers is?” Jenson asked. Both men shook their head. “I can call them pet names and they don’t object” he said with a grin. “Adult Stoffel would never allow me to call him waffle without protesting or glaring at me.”

Nico chuckled, while toddler Stoffel pouted, not liking being talked about. Jenson was quick to ruffle his hair. Meanwhile the other two boys had joined them too. Max climbing onto Dan’s lap with a little help from the Aussie, while Valtteri had climbed onto one of the free chairs.

The men stayed there for a while, until Max started to rub his eyes. “Are you tired little man?” Dan asked. The Dutch toddler nodded, yawning. “We kind of missed your afternoon nap” he said. Looking at his watch before stroking Max’s hair. “But if we go now, you can take a quick nap before dinner. Does that sound good?” Max yawned again, before nodding sleepily.

Looking around the table Daniel noticed that Kevin was particularly asleep in Jenson’s lap too. “Well I think it’s time to go guys.”

“I’ll go pay and then I’ll give you a hand” Nico told Jenson with a nod towards the toddlers in his lap. The Brit giving him a thankful smile.

Daniel looked at the toddler in the chair next to him. Valtteri looked still very much awake, but a bit unsure. “And what about you Valtteri, want me to bring you back to Lewis?” he asked. The Finn bit his lip as his eyes went to Max for a moment. It made him smile a little. “Or do you want to go take a nap with Max?” Immediately Valtteri’s eyes lit up and he nodded. Giving another smile Daniel quickly send a text to Lewis, so he knew what was going on.

Meanwhile Nico had come back and lifted Stoffel out of Jenson his arms. “Come on little guy, time to get you to bed.”

**

A little while later Daniel put Max to bed. The little Dutchie hugging his plushie close to his chest as Dan placed him next to Valtteri. Max smiled up at him sleepily, before turning to snuggle close to Valtteri. Daniel watched with a smile as Valtteri put his arms around Max his little body, before bending down to place a kiss on Max his head. Looking at Valtteri he hesitated, but seeing the wanting look in the Finn’s eyes, he was quick to place another one on Valtteri’s forehead. “Sleep well little ones.”

Chapter 7

Summary:

I got a request for toddler Charles with Marcus and Seb. So I started writing and this came out. Hope you all enjoy :)

“Charles baby, time to wake up” Marcus said softly as he was waking up the small toddler. It was still very early, earlier than normal for the Monegasque. But Marcus had a meeting and he needed to bring Charles away before that. Luckily Sebastian was more than willing to babysit Charles today. The German always had a soft spot for the Monegasque, but now that he was a toddler, Charles had Sebastian wrapped around his little finger. “Come on sweetie, we got to get you ready.”

The only response he got was Charles screwing up his face and snuggling deeper under the blanket. Pressing his lips together, Marcus stopped himself from smiling. Now was not the time to gush over how cute the toddler was. “You want to go to Sebastian, right?” he asked.

That was immediately effective as Charles his head popped up. “Seb?” he asked sleepily. Not able to help himself Marcus smiled and softly stroked the toddlers hair. “Yes, you’re spending the day with him, remember?” He told his little team mate.

Sitting up Charles rubbed his eyes and frowned. “No Ma’cus?”

“Sorry bud, I have an important meeting today” he carefully told toddler. Looking up at him Charles lower lip began to tremble as his eyes became wet. “Oh sweetie, it’s okay” Marcus said soothingly, lifting the boy out of his bed and hugging him. “You’ll be having fun with Sebastian and I will be back before you know it.”

Sniffling Charles rubbed his nose with his little fist. “Miss you.”

Those two little words made his heart melt. Charles was just so damn cute. “I’ll miss you to baby” he said with a smile. “Now come on, we gotta get you dressed.” This time the toddler nodded.

**

About 45 minutes later they found themselves at Sebastian’s hotel room, which was pretty much how Marcus had planned it. He had already gotten used to taking care of Charles and had learned it took time to get the toddler ready in the morning, with getting dressed, eating and brushing his teeth and everything.

“Do you want to knock?” he asked Charles, who he was carrying in his arm. The toddler nodded with a big smile. “Go on” Marcus encouraged him. Lifting his little hand, Charles made a fist and knocked. Surprising Marcus a little by how hard he knocked. He had kind of anticipated that the knock wouldn’t be loud enough to be heard inside the room, but he was proven wrong.

Seconds later the door opened, reveling a smiling Sebastian. “Good morning, how is my favorite little driver?” the German asked.

Charles giggled and made grabby hands at him as he sign he wanted to be held by Sebastian. With a laugh the German took the toddler from Marcus’s arms, giving Charles a kiss on his forehead before turning back to the Swede. “Come in” he said, opening the door even more.

Walking in Marcus wasn’t at all surprised to see Kimi already there. Hell he wouldn’t be surprised if the two actually shared the room. Giving the Finn a greeting, he put his bag on the table. “Everything you need is in there. His teddy, toys, drinking cup, wipies, extra clothes, and all that.”

Kimi gave a nod, but didn’t say anything. Turning back to Sebastian, Marcus watched with a found smile as the German was tickling the Monegasque’s tummy. “Well I guess I better be going than” Marcus said, glancing at his watch. “Are you going to be good for Sebastian and Kimi for me, Charles?” he questioned the little boy.

The little toddler put on a serious face and nodded, before looking up at Sebastian with a beaming smile. The German gave him a smile in return. “Better give Marcus a kiss before he goes” Sebastian told him.

Smiling Marcus stepped closer to them, giving Charles’s hair a kiss. “I’ll be back as soon as I can, okay?” Charles nodded, looking sad again. Deciding it was better not to act on it Marcus turned to Sebastian. “Call me if you need anything” he told the German, who nodded. “Bye Charles” giving the toddler one last kiss. “Bye guys” he said as Sebastian walked him to the door.

“Wave goodbye to Marcus” Sebastian whispered into Charles his ear, to which the toddler complied. Waving back Marcus left for the team meeting.

**

Because the two of them were both needed at the Ferrari garage that day, they had decided to take Charles with them. Kimi had been first to watch him as Sebastian had to meet with his mechanics. Charles had been busy playing with his cars in the mean time and was now listening to a story Sebastian was reading to him. The German had to convince the toddler to read a second book after having read the first one twice already. Eventually Charles agreed and they were about half way when Kimi rejoined them. Smiling the Finn sat down next to Charles. Soon the little toddler’s attention wasn’t one the book anymore, instead he kept glancing at Kimi while biting his lip.

“What is it?” Kimi eventually asked.

Blushing the Monegasque looked down. Sebastian gave him a little nudge. “Go on” he encouraged him.

Worrying his lip Charles looked from Kimi to Seb and back. “Val?” he finally asked shyly.

“I don’t know if he’s coming over today” Kimi told him, immediately understanding what the toddler meant. Valtteri had been with them a lot of the times that Charles was there too. “Do you want me to give Lewis a call?” Looking up at him through his lashes, Charles nodded. Kimi gave a nod, standing up he fished his phone out his pocket.

After a quick conversation he turned back to face Kimi and Charles. The later looked up at him with a hopeful look. With a sigh he shook his head, hating how Charles his face dropped. “I’m sorry, according to Lewis he’s spending the day over at Red Bull” he explained.

Sebastian looked a little surprised at that, as he pulled Charles to his side, hugging the sad toddler. “I’m guessing he is with Max.”

Kimi shrugged. “I do not know.” Nor did he really care all that much about what the other toddlers were up to if they weren’t in his care.

“Well maybe we can go over there later” Sebastian suggested. “After we are done here.”

Charles whole face light up at that. “Wanna go” he exclaimed happily. Making both men smile at his enthusiasm.

Placing a kiss on the toddler’s mop of hair, Sebastian picked up where he left of in the story. Reading to Charles about a fire truck. Loving how Charles got under his arm to lean against his side.

**

Charles was holding both Kimi’s and Sebastian’s hand as they walked towards the Red Bull garage. Occasionally missing a step as the men lifted their arms. It made the toddler giggle as he all but swung between them, making huge jumps forward.

Sebastian shared a look with Kimi, both of them smiling. With his smile of course being a little bigger than the Finn’s. He had to admit, he liked having toddler Charles around, maybe even a little more than he should. Although it also made him miss his own kids, who he couldn’t wait to see again.

Arriving at the Red Bull garage he was surprised to find it already pretty crowded and not with mechanics. Besides Daniel and Brendan, he could see Fernando, Jenson, Carlos, Nico and Romain. And besides the kids corner, the garage now also had couches. Sharing a look with Kimi, they both wondered what was going on.

In the mean time Charles had let go of their hands and was walking towards the kids corner. “Piewe” he said happily at seeing his friend there, waving at him. Sebastian was quick to join him and lifted him up to put him inside the fenced area. Charles immediately walked over to his French friend and hugged him, before doing the same with Valtteri.

Sebastian watched as the other boys immediately involved Charles in their play. Smiling he turned to the other adults. “What’s up guys, decided to have a party without inviting us?”

Daniel gave him a grin. “Not us, the kids” he said. “They all just want to spend time together it seems.” Romain nodded in agreement, while Fernando huffed. The Spaniard seemed to be the only one not happy with the situation.

“Don’t mind grumpy Nando over here” Jenson said with a smirk. “He just can’t handle Stoff wanting to spend time with his toddler friends instead of him.” It earned him a slap against the chest and a glare, but the Brit just laughed.

“You’re welcome to join us” Dan spoke up again. “We still got room.” Gesturing to the couches and a few chairs.

“Building a living room here Ricciardo?” Kimi commented as he sat down.

The Aussie gave a little shrug. “Better than those folding chairs.”

Well that made sense Sebastian thought as he looked over again at the kids. Charles was in between Pierre and Valtteri and they were putting the toy cars in a line. Meanwhile Max was walking over to the fence. “Dan” he called out.

“What is it Max?” Daniel asked, looking over to the corner.

Max looked around, blushing a bit. “Gotta pee” he said softly.

Nodding the Australian got up and quickly moved over to him. “Come one then, I’ll help you.” Lifting him over the fence. Putting him on the ground, Max all but ran towards the toilet area.

“Looks like someone really has to go” Jenson remarked as Daniel hurried after his little team mate.

“Just be happy they are already potty trained, si” Carlos said.

“I sure am” Romain said. “Not that I mind changing a diaper, but it would be weird you know, as it would be Kevin’s.”

Sebastian nodded as did Dan and Fernando. It was one thing to take care of your toddler team mate or fellow driver, it was another to actually have to change their diaper. Especially because it might be very awkward once the toddlers turned back into their adult self.

A little while later Daniel came back with Max. Charles immediately offered a car to Max, who took it with a smile. Sebastian and Daniel’s eyes locked for a moment and they shared a smile as the toddlers played.

Chapter 8: Renault dads

Notes:

Don't ask how we are suddenly in the new season while the drivers are still toddlers. It's just possible in the magical world of fanfiction ;) Also I am not completely satisfied with this chapter, but on the other hand I am just happy to write again after hitting a huge writers-block

Max was looking around a little anxiously as he was walking along the paddock, hoping no one really noticed him. He had been waiting all day for a moment to get away unnoticed. Not that he didn’t like it at Red Bull, he just missed Daniel terrible. Ever since the start of the new season he hadn’t seen Daniel so much, as he was now driving for Renault. Christian was even against Daniel visiting him at the Red Bull garage now and that didn’t make things any easier. Today Max had enough, so he decided that if Daniel couldn’t come to see him, he would go and visit his friend. Even if it meant taking the journey alone.

It was just scarier than it thought it would be and Max was starting to feel a little panicked. Tears were welling up in his eyes when he finally saw the black and yellow of the Renault garage. Sighing in relief, he rushed over as fast as his little legs could carry.

Once walked inside, he immediately got noticed by the Renault mechanics, making Max feel a little overwhelmed as he watched them with wide wary eyes. One of them was slowly coming over and Max tried to keep calm, but tears were once again welling up in his eyes. He didn’t even notice someone yelling to get Hulk.

“Well hello there little guy, what are you doing here?” the mechanic asked friendly after kneeling down.

Max wanted to answer, but he couldn’t as his lower lip started to tremble. Hugging his little arms around himself as he looked around in hope to see Daniel, but he was nowhere to be seen. Sniffling, tears started to slide down his cheeks.

“What’s going on guys?” Max heard someone say. “Max?” Looking up he saw Nico, who quickly rushed over to him. Relieved to see to him, Max allowed the German to scoop him up and hug him close. “Shhh it’s okay, I’ve got you” Nico whispered, rubbing circles on his back. Slowly Max felt himself relax, comforted by the familiar voice.

Once he was completely calmed down, Max looked up from the crook of Nico’s neck and was surprised to see he was now in the German’s motor home. He rubbed his sleeve over his face to wipe away the tears. “Dan here too?” he asked, still sniffling a little.

Nico looked at him sadly, shaking his head. “Sorry buddy, he isn’t here yet.”

“Oh” Max mumbled disappointed, biting his lower lip. He couldn’t believe that all his efforts had been for nothing.

Don’t be sad” Nico commented. Running a hand through Max his hair, as the boy sat on his lap. “You know what” the German suddenly said, fishing his phone out of his pocket. “Why don’t we call him, would you like that? Maybe he can even get here a little sooner.”

Hope bubbled up inside him and Max nodded eagerly. Giving a nod Nico went to make the call, placing his phone against his ear.

Max watched in anticipation until Daniel picked up the phone, but then Nico started to smile. “Hey man, when are you getting here?” The German asked as Max bit his lip. He saw how Nico nodded. “Well you see, there is someone here who can’t wait to see you” Nico said, moving his phone away from his ear, putting it on speaker.

“Dan?” Max asked, voice almost coming out as a whimper.

For a moment the phone stayed silent and the toddler started to worry Nico had accidentally broke the connection. But then he heard Daniel’s familiar voice. “Max, my little lion. What are you doing at Renault?” he sounded very surprised and Max hoped it was the good kind.

“Missed you” he told his friend through the phone. “So I came to see you.”

“By yourself?” Daniel asked sounding worried. “Nico please tell me he didn’t come alone?!”

Hearing the tone Max let out a whimper, hiding his face in the crook of Nico’s neck.

He didn’t see the glare Nico send to his phone. “Daniel” he spoke sternly, wrapping his arm around Max. “It’s okay Max, Daniel is just worried.” The toddler wanted to believe him, but he wasn’t convinced.

“Oh no Max, I’m not upset with you” Daniel’s voice was heard again. “Like Nico said, I am just worried. I don’t like the thought of you walking all alone around the paddock.”

“I’m sorry” Max told him. His lip trembling badly as he tried to hold back his tears, but he couldn’t and started to cry. He vaguely heard Daniel say he’d be right there.

Nico continued to hug him and rubbing his back until Max calmed down again. “Please don’t get upset Maxy, but why didn’t come here alone” Nico eventually asked.

Max sniffled. “Wasn’t sure they would let me go, if I asked.” Remembering all too clear how Christian had told him Daniel couldn’t come visit him as he was now racing for Renault.

“Still, you should have asked” Nico told him. “I know you wanted to see Daniel, but it isn’t safe for you to go out there on your own Max” the German continued sounding stern. “Remember you are a toddler now, not an adult. Besides they must be very worried at Red Bull.”

Looking down in shame, Max nodded. "I'm sorry." He was a little upset that Nico was angry with him and correcting him. Yet even at his new toddler age, he realized the Renault driver was right. Remembering how he hadn’t be allowed to do so by his parents either the first time he was a toddler.

“Will you do it again?” Nico questioned him, less stern and more friendly. Max shook his head. “Good that is all I ask.” It was followed by a kiss on his head, which made him relax. “It’s okay to make a mistake, you know. We all do, the important part is to learn from it. Did you?”

Max nodded his little head. “I won’t do it again, promise.”

“Good” Nico commented. Than a finger was poking his side and Max started to giggle.

He was still doing that when the door to the motor home opened revealing a panting Daniel. “Daniel” Max exclaimed happily. Immediately holding up his arms, wanting to be picked up.

The Aussie moved over quickly and lifted him out of Nico’s arms. “Are you okay?” Daniel asked, looking the toddler over. Max nodded, contently cuddling closer to his friend.

“He is a brave little guy” Nico commented. “One that has learned from today, right Max?”

Max nodded, giving him a smile. He was thankfully that Nico, although teaching him why Daniel and him had gotten upset, wasn’t angry with him. “You talked to him?” Daniel asked. The German answered with a nod. Daniel excepted that with a nod of his own and just hugged Max closer.

"But you better let Christian know about our little lion’s whereabouts” Nico told him team mate. “They must be really worried and looking for him.”

Daniel nodded, grabbing his phone without letting go of Max. The little Dutchman was aware of that, but felt his eyes starting to drop close as Daniel texted Christian and soon he was asleep.

“Poor Max, he must have been exhausted from his adventure” Nico commented, running his hand through Max his hair.

Daniel hummed in agreement as he looked down at the toddler. “It might be partly my fault too” the Aussie said. “I should have went to see him sooner.”

Nico raised an eyebrow at him. “Aren’t you like banned from there?”

Daniel gave him a grin. “Just from going inside the garage, but not from seeing Max.” Placing an affections kiss on the toddler’s head. “Christian might not like me very much after everything, but he isn’t so cruel to keep me away from Max.”

Nico nodded. Being aware that things had been cold between his team mate and his former team, but relieved to hear that Max wouldn’t be a victim of it.

“We can still pretty much see 'our' little lion, as you called him” Daniel teased with a grin. Nico cheeks turned red, as he hadn’t even been aware he had called Max that. “,whenever we want.”

“That’s good” Nico smiled.

“We can be his Renault dads” Daniel said with a fond smile as both men watched the sleeping boy.

Notes:

I have started to watch Formula E over the last few months and I was thinking of adding some mini FE drivers in the next or future chapters. What do you think? Or if you have any suggestions, let me know!

Chapter 9: Formula E toddlers

Summary:

We are crossing over into the Formula E world as Daniel takes Max to meet Stoffel. Along the way we see a few other Formula E toddlers.

Daniel felt slightly out of place as he watched the toddlers play around the room. That was because he wasn’t surrounding by his F1 colleagues. No instead he was in a hotel full of Formula E drivers and that all because he couldn’t stand seeing Max sad. You see, there had been a play date set for Max to go and see Stoffel, as they missed each other. Nico had volunteer to take him, as he knew both toddlers very well. But that was until the German had gotten sick and couldn’t go. Because of that the plan was to postpone the date, but when Max had heard that he had started crying heart-brokenly. It had torn at Daniel’s heart seeing his former team mate so sad, so he had decided to step in as replacement. And that is how he had found himself here today, sitting next to Stoffel’s team mate Gary Paffett. While the boys were playing with some toy cars and laughing, clearly enjoying themselves.

“Mind if I joined you guys?” A short man with a sleeping toddler in his arms asked.

“Sure Sam” Gary said, nodding towards an empty chair. “The little guy sleeping again?”

“When isn’t he” Sam Bird said with a grin. “I didn’t think he couldn’t sleep more than he already did, but he is proving me wrong.”

Daniel frowned. “Am I missing something?”

“Little Robin here is famous for sleeping all the time, mate” Sam explained to him. “Now that he is a toddler, it’s even worse.”

“Shame, otherwise he could have a Dutch speaking party with Stoffel and Max” Gary said.

Hearing their names, both toddlers curiously moved closer. Sam smiled and let them take a peek at a sleeping Robin. “Enjoying yourself boys?” Daniel asked.

Both looked up at him with matching wide grins and nodded. “Can he stay?” Stoffel asked innocently. Wrapping an arm around Max, who was slightly smaller. Both boys looking up at him with hopeful eyes.

Daniel gave him a sad smile and padded the Belgian’s head. “Sorry Stoff, Red Bull wants him back by tomorrow evening.”

“Or you can just not give him back.”

The voice from behind him, Daniel knew all too well. Grinning he turned around. “Jev” he greeted his former team mate. “Kind of disappointing to see you aren’t turned into a toddler too.”

“Thank god he isn’t.” Andre Lotterer appeared next to his team mate. “I don’t want to take care of his ass. I do enough of that already.”

Jean-Éric huffed and gave the German a playful shove. “I take care of you, you mean.” Andre shrugged and let himself drop into a chair. So Jev turned his attention to Max, eyes roaming over the toddler. “Baby sitting now Ricciardo?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Making Max feel uncomfortable, as the toddler shuffled closer to Daniel. Wrapping his arms around Daniel’s leg as he, as he eyed the French driver with wary eyes. “Ah not to worry Max” Daniel said, lifting the toddler in his lap. “Jev here might look scary, but he is really harmless.”

That earned him a glare from Jev, as Andre snickered, “All bark, no bite.”

“But if you must know Vergne, I volunteered to take this little guy, so he could see Stoffel.” Daniel grinned. “I am a good friend like that.”

Gary snorted. “More like you couldn’t stand seeing him sad” The Brit teased. He too had taken Stoffel into his lap, the Belgian cuddled against him.

The remark got laughs from everyone, that Daniel decided to ignore as he instead focused on the toddlers. “Are you boys thirsty?” Both nodded, so he handed them both a juice box, which Max and Stoffel eagerly excepted.

Than something caught Sam’s eye. “Hey do you guys know the easiest way to wake up this sleepy head?” he asked. The others shook their heads. Sam grinned and leaned down close to Robin’s ear. “Look Robin, Antonio is here.”

The words barely had left his mouths, before Robin head shot up. Looking around as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes with his tiny hand. The moment he spotted the Portuguese he started to wiggle and quickly got off of the Brit’s lap. Toddling over to Antonio as fast as he could.

Toddler Antonio was already waiting for him with open arms and a grin, as Robin all but ran into the embrace. “Careful” Sam shouted, but it was already too late as both toddlers fell over. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the tears, but instead the room was filled with giggles as the toddlers started laughing.

“Oh group hug!” A tiny voice yelled. Seconds later there was a flash of a tiny Abt, before the German joined the two other guys on the ground.

“I swear that guy has too much energy” Lucas di Grassi mumbled as joined the others, while the three toddlers were still giggling and fooling around.

Meanwhile Max was looking at them rather curiously. Even Stoffel noticed it, “Wanna join Max?” the toddler asked, reaching out his little hand. Max bit his lip and looked up at Daniel, who gave him a smile. “C’mon, I’ll intr-, intro-“ Stoffel trailed off, frowning thoughtfully.

“Introduce.” Gary helped him.

Stoffel nodded in thanks. “I’ll introduce you.”

Giving a little smile, Max nodded and took Stoffel’s hand.

Daniel watched them go. After Max had met the others him and Stoffel returned to playing with their cars. Their play race was soon joined by Daniel, as the three of them raced around the room making car noises. Meanwhile Antonio sat on the side and watched them, with Robin’s head on his lap. The tiny Dutchman once again asleep.

Notes:

So this is a little crossover to the FE world, as I plan to have more chapters with (just) the FE toddlers. Let me know what you think please :)

Chapter 10: Babysitting

It was no secret that Sam had a habit of feeling envious when it came to Robin’s friendship with António, but right now he was feeling far from that. Instead he was taking in the sheer cuteness of watching the two toddlers nap. The two of them snuggled together with António slightly curling around Robin. So no this was definitely not a sight that made him feel envious at all. Well apart from just wanting to join them and sleep as well. Sadly he knew he couldn’t, especially since he just gotten a call that he was needed at the garage. His first reaction had been to object as it was nap time and he wasn’t about to wake the toddlers up to drag them to the garage with him. But they hadn’t give him much of a choice, so in the end he settled for coming in after finding a babysitter. Which hadn’t been an easy task, most of his fellow drivers were stuck in their own room with a sleeping toddler as well. But eventually he found a solution and now he was waiting for him to arrive, while watching the adorable sight in front of him.

He was just snapping yet another photo when he received a text saying, ‘At your door’. Shaking his head, Sam walked to the door and opened it.

Jev was standing on the other side. “Didn’t want to risk waking them up by knocking” the man told him.

“As it is far easier to take care of them when they are asleep” Andre added, appearing behind his team mate.

Sam fought the urge to roll his eyes. “Of course you are here too.” He really should have known. The Techeetah drivers sometimes took the whole Jeandre thing a little too serious, always being near one another. “It’s like you two are joined at the hip.”

Andre just grinned. “You are just jealous.”

Sam didn’t bother replying, instead he just let the two drivers in. “As you can see the boys are still sleeping” he told them, speaking softly and motioning towards the bed. “I should be back before they wake up, I think. Although I am not completely sure of how long António normally sleeps.” Looking at the Portuguese with a frown. “But if they do wake up, there are juice boxes in the mini fridge and treats in the cupboard next to it.”

Jev placed a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry Sam, we can handle it” the French man assured him. “And if something does happen, we’ll call you.”

Nodding Sam knew it was time for him to go. Moving towards the bed, he carefully leaned on it to place a kiss on Robin’s head and after a short hesitation also one on Anónio's as well. The later stirred a little, before snuggling closer to Robin, making Sam smile. “I’ll be back as soon as I can, okay?”

“Yes.” Jev smiled. “Now go, before Virgin comes and gets you.”

Nodding Sam walked towards the door with a heaving heart. Finding it harder to leave than he had expected. Throwing one last glance over his shoulder to see the boys still asleep, before actually forcing himself to leave.

**

They were about to wrap things up, when his phone started to ring. Pulling it out of his pocket, Sam felt his stomach drop at seeing Jev’s name on the screen. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, before answering with “Hello.” Instead of ‘What happened’.

p>Immediately the cries of a child reached his ears, Robin’s if they weren’t deceiving him, as worry filled his body.

“Sam you need to get back here.” Jev’s voice came through the phone. Sounding calm, but Sam knew him well enough to hear the hidden stress. “Like right now.”

“On my way” he said. Already moving towards the exit of the garage. Throwing an, “Emergency. Gotta go” over his shoulder to the mechanics.

Hurrying back to the hotel and getting to his room as fast as he could. His heart clenching painfully as he heard Robin’s cries from outside the room. Opening the door he was met with the sight of Jev sitting on the bed with a worried looking António on his lap, while Andre paced the room. He was trying to sooth a distraught Robin, who was crying his eyes out.

For a moment Sam was nailed to the ground as he watched the German rub circles on the toddler’s back, while whispering what Sam guessed were comforting words in Robin’s ear. His eyes met with the older man’s and he could see relief in Andre’s before the man said, “It’s okay Robin. Look Sam is here now.”

Slowly Robin lifted his head and looked in the Brit’s direction. His eyes red and puffy as tears continued to fall from them. Upon seeing him, the toddler reached his arms out to him. Opening his mouth to say something, but only a sob came out.

That shot Sam back into action. “Oh Robin, what happened sunshine?” he asked. Quickly taking the toddler out of the German’s arms. Feeling a little relieved when Robin’s cries seem to become a little less as he did, although his small body still shook with sobs. “It’s okay, I’m here. I’ve got you.” Rubbing soothing over the boy’s back.

“No idea what happened” Jev told him, when Robin’s cries had died down a little. “He started crying almost as soon as he woke up and nothing Andre or I did helped.”

Frowning Sam looked down at the small boy, cuddled close against his chest and with a tight grip on his shirt. Almost like he was scared that Sam would disappear again.

“He just kept asking for you” Andre added usefully. As Robin’s cries had transformed into silent sobs.

Nodding, Sam ran a hand through Robin’s hair. Waiting for the boy to raise his little head and look at him. “Can you tell me what happened sweetie?” Sam softly asked, once the toddler did.

“You- You weren’t there” Robin hiccuped.

Sam’s heart clenched, mentally slapping himself for not having thought about the possibility of how Robin would react to him not being there when he woke up. Naively thinking that he would be back in time, especially knowing Robin his sleeping habits.

“I am so sorry darling” he apologized sincerely. “I had to leave. The team needed me at the garage, you see” he started to explain. “That’s no excuse, but it is the reason why I asked Jev and Andre to watch you and António.” Purposely leaving out the part where he hadn’t actually asked Andre. “I mistakenly thought I would be back before you woke up from your nap, but I was wrong and for that I am really sorry.” Placing an apologetic kiss on the toddler’s forehead.

“Was important?” Robin asked, sniffling.

Sam nodded. “For the team it was.”

Robin seemingly accepted that and nodded his head. His little arms coming up to wrap around Sam’s neck, as the toddler hugged him, murmuring, “Missed you.”

That made the Brit smile, feeling loved. “I missed you too little buddy.” Nuzzling the boy’s hair with his nose. Of course he knew Robin cared about him, but this made him realize just how much he did. And just how much toddler Robin depended on him.

“Looks like you are really important to him Bird.” It was Jev who spoke. “He missed you so bad that even Da Costa’s presents here did nothing to calm him.” Sending Sam a knowing look.

Sam had to bite back a grin. Knowing he shouldn’t feel that way, but not able to deny that it felt good to not be second choice behind António for once.

Meanwhile the Portuguese was contently drinking from his juice box now that all the commotion was over, although he still eyed Robin curiously.

“Do you want something to drink as well Robin?” Sam asked. “You must be thirsty.”

The boy nodded. “Yes.”

Sam raised an slightly playful eyebrow. “Yes what?”

“Yes pwease” Robin said. Looking slightly proud of himself for knowing that.

“Teaching him manners Bird?” Andre commented. Grabbing a juice box from the small fridge and handing it to him.

“Of course” Sam told him with a grin. Sitting down on the bed next to Jev, so he could use both his hand to put the straw in the box.

“Thank you” Robin said, as he accepted it. Taking a sip, before movement caught his eyes. António was holding out his juice box to him. Stretching out his own arm, Robin bumped his juice box against António’s. “Cheers” the boys said together, grinning widely at each other.

It was another ‘aw’ moment for Sam. “That’s a keeper” Andre said, looking proudly at his phone.

Jev raised an eyebrow at him, while António exclaimed, “Wanna see!”

Smiling Andre turned his phone to let both adults and toddlers see the photo he had snapped. He had managed to catch the exact moment they boys bumped their juice boxes. Their matching grins just made the shot complete.

**

It was long after Sims had come to pick up António, that Jev and Andre finally decided to leave. Both of them had reassured Sam that they’d be willing to babysit again if he needed them. Not being scared off by how inconsolable Robin had been, as they completely understood the reason for the toddler’s distress earlier.

“How about giving uncle Jev a kiss goodbye” Sam suggested to Robin. He was standing next to the French man, with the toddler on his hip. Robin looked a little bashful as he leaned over to place a quick kiss on Jev’s cheek, making the man smile.

“And how about uncle Andre” Sam continued with a glint of mischief in his eyes. “I am sure he got a few more grey hairs because of you today.”

It caused Robin to giggle, while Andre glared at the Brit. However the look quickly disappeared as Robin placed a big wet kiss on the German’s cheek, making him smile widely.

After that the Techeetah drivers finally said goodbye. Jev with a ruffle through Robin’s hair, while Andre kissed it, making Robin blush. The little Dutchman waving at them when they left the room.

Notes:

And that was Jeandre, toddler gaydretti and Sam for you all. Hope you liked it :)

Chapter 11: Early mornings

At first Lucas wasn’t sure what had woken him up, but then he felt a tug on his arm. Groaning he turned on his side, slowly opening his eyes. Blinking a few times to clear his blurry vision to see toddler Daniel standing next to his bed. The small German grinning when he saw that Lucas was awake. “Goodmowning” Daniel said cheerfully. Frowning Lucas grabbed his watch from the nightstand, only to see it was just before 6:00. With another groan he let his head fall back on his pillow. “You okay?” Daniel asked, sounding concerned.

“Yeah, but couldn’t you have slept just a little longer?” Lucas asked. Being a father himself he was used to early mornings, but even his son wasn’t as early as Daniel.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the toddler choke his head. “But I was awake” he said, sounding confused.

Sighing, Lucas padded the bed next to him. Waiting until Daniel had climbed up to pull the boy against him. “It’s just still so early. Can we just go back to sleep?”

The pout on Daniel’s face was all the answer he needed as the toddler pushed away from him. “But I don’t want to.”

Closing his eyes Lucas admitted defeat. “Okay then. Why don’t you watch some television, while I shower and I get ready.” Daniel looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding. “Alright then” Lucas said, dragging himself out of the bed and grabbing the remote, putting the TV on the children channel.

**

He might have taken a little longer to get ready than he normally would have. As he needing the extra bit of time to truly wake up. When he was done, he exiting the bathroom to see Daniel still on the bed, sitting cross legged and totally focused on the television.

Lucas smiled and decided to leave the toddler watch just a little longer. Instead he grabbed his phone to send a good morning text to his wife. 5 minutes later he hadn’t got a respond back, guessing she must either be still asleep or busy with her own morning rituals. So he turned back to the toddler. “Ready to get dressed?” he asked the boy.

Tearing his eyes away from the screen, Daniel looked up at him and nodded. “Can I pick?”

“Of course” Lucas nodded. Excitingly the boy climbed off the bed and toddled over to him. Smiling Lucas picked him up and walked over to the closet. “So what do you want to wear today?” Daniel looked at his clothes for a moment, before reaching to the pile of jeans. Lucas leaned forwards and helped the toddler grab the light grey one. Holding it in his little arms, Daniel focused on picking a shirt. “Better pick something warm” Lucas suggested. The boy nodded, before choosing a black hoodie with red seams and cord.

“This” Daniel said with a pleased look.

“Well come on then, let’s get you washed and dressed” Lucas said. Chuckling as Daniel immediately started to pull of his pajama pants. In the mean time Lucas grabbed a pair of socks and underwear for the boy, before helping the toddler out of his shirt. Then they moved to the bathroom, placing Daniel on a chair in front of the mirror. At this height it was easier to wash the toddler, before drying him with a soft towel.

Daniel looked like he was swallowed by the towel, it was so big compared to him. Only the toddler’s face was visible. “I’ve caught a fluffy towel monster” he joked. Daniel letting out a happy giggle as Lucas wrapped his arms around him.

“No, no. Lucas, let me go!” the toddler exclaimed, laughing.

Lucas sighed dramatically, “Okay.” Letting Daniel go.

Grabbing the clothes, he helped the boy get dressed in his chosen outfit. “And what do you want to do with your hair today? Or is it a cap kind of day?” Knowing how important his hair was to the German, even as a toddler.

Daniel pulled his face and shook his head. “No, no cap today.”

Nodding Lucas grabbed the comb and started to comb the toddler’s hair. Putting it back down when he was done and asked, “Can you hand me the hair-gel please?” Giving a nod, Daniel grabbed it and gave it to him. “Thank you.”

This was the hardest part, Lucas thought as he put some gel on his hands and tried his best to maneuver Daniel’s hair the way it normally was. After a while he took a step back. “How is that, good?”

Little Daniel turned his head from side to side to take a good look, but then he nodded approvingly. “Yeah. Thank you.”

Lucas smiled. “Then I guess we are all done.”

“No.” Daniel shook his head. “Need haiwspway.”

Rolling his eyes, Lucas grabbed the can. He should have known Daniel needed that as well. “Okay, but close your eyes and keep them close” he said, before spraying some on the toddler his head. “There, better?”

Daniel nodded with a pleased grin, while still looking at himself in the mirror.

“Okay little mister vanity.” He lifted the boy off the chair. “Time to get some breakfast.”

The boy’s eyes lit up. “Pancakes?”

“Again?” Lucas questioned.

Daniel nodded. “They’we yummy” he explained.

Shaking his head, Lucas quickly grabbed his things. “Do you want to walk yourself?”

Daniel shook his head and raised his arm, his bottom lip sticking out in a pout. Lucas chuckled. “Come on then.” Lifting the boy up and poking his stomach. “Let’s get that tummy of yours filled.”

Daniel giggled. “Yes pwease!” Making Lucas smile.

Notes:

I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and if you have suggestions, please let me know :)

Chapter 12: Seb & Kimi with todder Charles and Antonio

Summary:

Toddlers are fun, but taking care of them can be exhausting just ask Seb.

He might be a father himself, but still Sebastian found it pretty tough to constantly take care of a toddler, well two toddlers most of the time. Like right now, he was on his way to see Kimi with Charles sitting on his shoulders and Pierre holding his hand. Just like their adults selves, they seem to be joined at the hip, always wanting to spend time together. The weight on his shoulders shifted, pulling him from his thoughts. “Charles sit still please” he told the toddler, who was moving quite a lot, waving enthusiastically at every familiar face he saw. “Or you will have to walk.” The younger didn’t respond, but Sebastian was sure his little team mate was pouting. Still he did as told and that was a relief.

After a short walk they entered the Alpha Romeo garage, where they were greeted warmly. Charles was smiling widely, happy to see everyone again, while Pierre was looking around a little shy.

“Kimi” Charles suddenly shouted, moving up a little and unconsciously pressing his feet against Sebastian’s chest and pulling his hair.

“Charles” he said in warning.

It was effective as the toddler immediately sat back down and let go of his hair. “Sowwy” Charles mumbled apologetic.

Giving a little shake of the head, Seb moved his arms up to carefully lift Charles of his shoulders. Chuckling as the toddler’s was running over to Kimi the moment his feet touched the ground, hugging the Finn’s legs tightly. “Someone missed you” he joked as he walked over to his friend and former team mate.

Kimi just smiled and lifted Charles up. “Hello there” he said, poking the Monegasque’s tummy playfully. Making Charles giggle and wiggle around to get away from the teasing finger.

A tug on his pants made Kimi look down. His smile growing a little bigger as he saw Antonio standing there, looking up at him with big eyes. Placing Charles on his hip, he leaned down to pick up the Italian. “You remember Antonio, right Charles?” he asked, now holding both toddlers in his arms.

Seb smiled at the sight. Even after all these years he still could never get over how good Kimi was with kids, as it was such a contrast with his iceman image, yet it came so natural as well. Whether it was with his own kids or the F1 toddlers, Kimi knew just how to handle them.

“And how are you Pierre?” Kimi’s question made Sebastian mentally hit himself. He had almost forgotten for a moment that the other toddler was there, even when the French toddler was still holding his hand.

“Good” Pierre answered, giving the Finn a crooked grin.

“I have some toys at the back, if you boys want to play” Kimi told them.

“Do you have blocks?” Charles asked. The little boy was crazy about them these days, building all sort of things with them. Yesterday he had even build a race track, including garages and stands and all, before he raced his toy car over it.

“I believe we do” Kimi said, looking at Antonio who nodded in confirmation.

Grinning Charles let himself be carried over to what looked like the play corner every garage seem to have now a days. Once there Kimi carefully lowered Antonio to the ground, before placing Charles on his little two feet.

Antonio grabbed Charles his hand a little shyly, pointing over to the box with blocks. Charles smiled and followed him over to them. Sebastian watched them as Pierre was quick to join them as well. Kimi closed the gate, so the toddlers could play safely.

“We will be just over there” Seb told them, pointing to some chairs standing nearby, as Kimi went to get them something to drink. Not that the boys really noticed, already too busy playing with Charles taking the lead and telling the other two what to do.

“How are you doing?” Kimi asked, handing him his drink before sitting down.

“Honestly, tired. I am happy when Pierre gets picked up again and Charles goes to sleep in the evening” Sebastian admitted with a guilty expression on his face, unable to look at the play corner.

Kimi just hummed. “You don’t have to take Pierre every day, you know.”

Sighing Sebastian rubbed his face with his right hand. “I know, but it just makes Charles so happy and they can play so well together” he told his friend. “And it’s not every day. Besides Charles is always welcome at Red Bull too.”

“Then use that.” It wasn’t a suggestion and Sebastian knew that Kimi was right. The problem was just that he wanted to take care of Charles as much as possible. What made it hard was that he still had his own things to do as well. Almost every day he was needed at the garage, combined with media duties and needing to keep in shape as well. Having Pierre around a lot was both a bother at times as a gift. It gave Charles a play mate, meaning he was entertained so he himself could do other things around the room or garage while still keeping an eye on them. Besides the little Frenchman was an easy going toddler that rarely caused any trouble, yet having two toddlers was also exhausting at times. “You have the option of not doing it alone, something not everyone has, so use it Seb.”

“Good thing Charles is spending tomorrow with Pierre then?” Kimi raised an eyebrow, making Sebastian smile. “As in, he will be over there, instead of the other way around.”

“Good.” Was Kimi’s response, with an approving nod.

“How about you, do you have someone to take care of Antonio when you can’t or when you want some time for yourself?” Sebastian asked him. Not quite sure what the situation was with the Italian.

“Bwoah, just look at him.” Kimi nodded his head towards the toddler. “Everyone here is ready to help with this cutie.” Sebastian chuckled and nodded. Not really surprised by that.

After that they fell into an easy conversation, including a lot of silence as he was used to with Kimi. It was familiar and Sebastian quiet liked it himself as well.

“Kimi?” it was Antonio’s voice that got their attention.

“What is it little one?” the Finn asked softly.

There was a blush coloring the Italian’s cheeks. “Gotta pee.”

Looking understanding, Kimi moved over and lifted him over the fence. “Well come on them” the Finn told him, following the toddler to the toilets just around the corner.

Meanwhile Sebastian looked at his watch, noticing it was getting pretty close to lunch time. Making a quick decision to take Kimi's advise, he pulled out his phone and called Christian Horner. Asking the man if someone could pick up Pierre and take him for the rest of the day. Which turned out to be no problem at all, much to his relief. Already planning on taking a nap along with Charles that afternoon, to get some much needed extra sleep.

Kimi returned with Antonio, just as he ended the call. Not that Kimi asked him about it, that wasn’t his style. “Pierre will be picked up soon” he still informed the Finn.

“By who?” Sebastian shrugged, Christian hadn’t been able to tell him, just that someone would. “We’ll see then.”

**

It was about 20 minutes later when Daniel arrived in the garage with Max, earning a questioning look from Sebastian and a raised eyebrow from Kimi. The Aussie just gave them a big smile. “I came to pick Max, just after you called apparently, so I thought what the heck.”

“You’re taking them on your own?” Sebastian questioned, mostly out of curiosity.

Daniel shook his head. “Nah, Nico is helping me. That’s the upside of having a team mate that is also still an adult.” Flashing both men a grin. Sebastian couldn’t help but feeling slightly envious of that, no matter how cute toddler Charles was.

“But you don’t have to take care of them” Kimi commented. Not seeming to understand why Daniel would take both of them.

“Pierre, no” Daniel agreed. “But Max is a different story. I don’t want him running around the paddock on his own again.”

That revelation startled Sebastian, as both Daniel and Max looked a little guilty. “Alone?” Kimi asked indignant, before Seb could.

“You haven’t heard about that?” Both adults shook their heads. Daniel nodded and lifted Max into the play corner as well. “You go play with the boys for a bit, okay?” The Dutchman nodded as Daniel turned to face the others. “Long story short, I-uh, I had been neglecting to see him, so Max decided to come and see me” Daniel admitted, looking both guilty and uncomfortable as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Sending everyone at Red Bull into a frantic search.”

“Their own fault” Kimi commented, looking a little angry.

“In a way maybe, but from what Max told he was very aware of what he was doing. He actually waited for an inattentive moment to get away unnoticed” Daniel explained. “And we are all human, we can’t watch them constantly and Max used that to his advantage.”

That was true Sebastian had to admit. From experience he knew that it only took one moment of inattention for a child to wander off by themselves.

“So ever since I’ve been making it up to Max” Daniel told them. “And if that means taking Pierre too, I am good with that.”

To that Sebastian could only nod in understanding. “Well I am sure Pierre will be happy to have someone to play with as well.” Turning towards the French toddler. “Are you ready to go with Daniel and Max, Pierre?”

Said toddler looked up with a smile and nodded. Charles however pouted. “No Piewwe can’t go!”

Picking up the toddler, Sebastian rubbed soothingly over his back. “Don’t worry, you’ll see him tomorrow again” he told him. Charles didn’t look pleased, but luckily excepted it. “Are you still going to say goodbye to Pierre?”

Nodding Charles waiting to be put on the ground, before toddling over to Pierre. Hugging him tightly before planting a big kiss on the little Frenchman’s cheek. Pierre grinned in return, ruffling Charles his hair.

“Ready to go boys?” Daniel asked. Offering both boys a hand. Max was quick to take it, but Pierre turned to Antonio first to give him a hug. After that the three left the garage, Pierre sending a last wave over his shoulder.

“So what now?” Kimi asked, standing next to Sebastian.

The German looked at his watch. “Charles and I are going to grab lunch, followed by a nap for us both.”

The corners of Kimi’s lips curled up into a smile, placing a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder. “Sounds like a good plan.”

Sebastian just nodded, before he and Charles said goodbye to Kimi and Antonio with the promise to come back soon.

Chapter 13: Toddler football (FE Toddlers)

“Daniel, don’t run” Lucas shouted as he followed the excited toddler. “Otherwise you will fall.” But it did nothing to stop the young German. He would just have to learn it the hard way then, Lucas thought. He did understand the toddler's excitement, Daniel had hardly been able to wait after Lucas had told him he would get to play with some of his fellow toddlers at the park. In consolation with some of the other drivers they had planned for a little football match there, which would be perfect for the toddlers to get rid of some energy and the park had a little football play field.

A thump pulled him from his thoughts. Looking in front of him, he sucked in a breath at seeing Daniel on the ground. The toddler had collided with fellow toddler Pascal and both were sitting on their bums, looking a little dazed. Lucas waited for the wails to start as he quickly walked over, but instead both toddlers burst out in a fit of giggles and started talking in German.

“Sure laugh about it, it’s not like you gave us a scare or anything” Jérôme mumbled sarcastically, as he came to stand next to him.

Lucas chuckled. “Just be happy they are alright.”

Jérôme hummed as he knew Lucas was right, but neither of them were quite used to all the scares that came with taking care of a toddler.

Giving him a smile, Lucas turned to the toddlers. “Are you boys alright?” Thankfully, although not surprising both boys nodded. “Let’s continue our way to the park then.”

That got cheers from the toddlers, as Lucas and Jérôme helped them up. The Brazilian’s gaze unconsciously still sweeping over Daniel’s little body to make sure he really was okay, before they continued their way to the park.

They weren’t the first to arrive as one man was already standing there and the boys shouted out, “André!” Lucas frowned, a little surprised to see the older man there, since as far as he knew Jev hadn’t been turned into a toddler. But as the German turned around to greet the boys, his presence became clear. In his arms was Robin, for once not sleeping, but contently cuddled close again the German’s chest. Looking around he noticed Sam Bird was nowhere to be seen, so he guessed André was on babysitting duties.

“Here we go again” Jérôme sighed, as the boys switched back to German to talk to André.

“Maybe they do it on purpose to make us feel left out” Lucas teased him.

Jérôme let out a laugh as he bumped his shoulder. The Belgian opening his mouth to respond, just as Mitch ran past them. The little New Zealander joining the other boys and instantly the conversation switched back to English.

“Hey guys” Alex Lynn greeted them, as he and Gary joined them. The later Brit carrying Stoffel, the Belgian cuddled close to his chest, while eyeing his surroundings. Jérôme smiled at his fellow country man and ruffled his hair with a smile, which got him a shy little smile in return.

Feeling a tug on his hand Lucas looked down. “Can we play now, pwease?” Daniel asked, giving his best version of puppy dog eyes.

The Brazilian smiled. “Of course you can.” Opening the bag that was hanging over his shoulder and pulling a ball from it. “Have fun” he told Daniel, as he handed it over.

In the mean time Gary had put Stoffel on the ground, the Belgian joining the others as André put a slightly protesting Robin on his feet. “Don’t you want to join the others?” he heard André ask. For a moment Robin seemed to hesitate, but as he looked at the others he nodded and simple walked over to them.

“Leave it to Robin to walk instead of run” Jérôme joked, making the others chuckle as the settled on the benching near the field.

Later on Maximilian and Edoardo entered the football match as well, easily joining as the toddlers didn’t really play in teams. They were just running after the ball and doing their best to kick it, but they were laughing and having fun and that was the important thing.

The adults in the mean time enjoyed a drink from the cool box Felipe had brought as André grabbed his camera. “Do you guys mind?” the German asked. “Sam thought it might be cool to have as memory.”

Lucas shrugged. “Go right ahead.” Kind of liking the idea of having something to remember this strange period of time and to have prove this wasn’t just a weird ass dream or something. The others nodded approvingly as well. “I’m sure Daniel will spam us with them on his social media once he is back to normal.”

“I bet” Andre grinned, getting his camera ready to take some pictures.

Suddenly there were cheers coming from the field. Pascal was standing close to one of the goals grinning widely as the others ran over to him to hug him. “Looks like my little team mate scored” Jérôme said smiling, sounding more than a little proud.

“Wait wait, it took them that long to score?” Felipe said surprised.

“Well with the amount of times they miss the ball while kicking, it’s not that much a surprise” Alex chuckled.

“Yeah it kind of funny to see” Gary laughed. “And there aim is way off.”

“Well what do you expect, they are just kids. Besides they became race drivers, not footballers” Lucas argued, feeling the need to defend the toddlers. “Which obviously is a good thing” he couldn’t help but add with a little smirk. They all laughed and continued to watch, while André busied himself with photographing.

“Robin!” Suddenly came a shout from behind. Turning around they saw little Antonio running towards them, big grin on his face.

“Toni” came the equally excited shout from Robin, as the tiny Dutchman ran towards his friend. Hugging each other closely, almost like they hadn’t seen each other in days. Which in many way was how the two acted as adults as well, as André captured the moment with a smile.

“Better make sure those don’t hit the internet Lotterer” Jérôme teased. “With the cuteness factor they have going on, they will be a serious threat to Jeandre.”

Andre threw a glare over his shoulder. “Oh ha ha.” As Lucas muffled a chuckle, while others didn’t bother to do so.

Just then another cheer was heard from the field, this time it looked like little Max had scored. “Come” Robin said, pulling Antonio with him. At the field they were greeted by Mitch who hugged the Portuguese cheerfully.

“Toni” Daniel yelled, before kicking the ball to him. Which was quite a funny sight as his tongue had come out in concentration, before he kicked.

The men continued to watch the boys play and have fun, even when it involved a lot of falling. Lucas even had to get up once as Daniel tripped over the ball and hit the ground pretty hard. Luckily it was something a kiss could solve pretty easily. Another scare came when Stoffel and Edoardo collided, making Gary and Felipe rush over as the two started to cry. Everyone held their breath in anticipation, but much to their relief it turned out to be mostly the scare of the collision that made the boys cry and soon they were playing again.

In the end it was Robin who was done playing first, shuffling back over to André, who was still standing close to the field, pulling on his jeans to get his attention. Looking down the German asked, “What’s wrong little one?

“Tired” came Robin’s answer, yawning loudly.

Chuckling the German picked him up. “How about we grab you something to drink huh. You must be thirsty from playing.” Robin nodded.

Lucas pulled his bag on his lap and fished out a juice box for the Dutch toddler. Which of course immediately got the attention of the other toddlers and soon they were crowding around the Brazilian, all asking for a drink. “Don’t worry, you will all get one” he told them.

Daniel however didn’t seem to like waiting, whining loudly as he tried to get onto Lucas his lap. Lucas was having not of that and ignored him until the toddler all but pushed the bag of his lap. Catching it just in time, he turned to Daniel with a stern look. “Wait for your turn Daniel, or you won’t get one.”

“But I want one now” the little German pouted as he continued to whine. Still trying to climb on Lucas his lap.

Done with the his behavior Lucas handed the bag over to Jérôme and lifting Daniel up, putting him on the empty bench a little further away. Shocked Daniel looked at him with wide eyes. “You will sit here until you learn to how behave and to listen again young man” with a stern voice. Daniel’s lip started to tremble before he started to cry, but Lucas ignored it. Scowling as Daniel started to climb off the bench. “No! You are misbehaving, so you will sit on the naughty bench.” The toddler looked at him with big eyes, as tears rolled over his cheeks, but finally lowered his head in defeat.

“Well done nanny Jo” Alexander Sims teased, just as Jev came walking over to them.

“There you are” the Frenchman said to his team mate. “I’ve been looking all over for you.” Waving his arm in the direction of the paddock.

The German just gave him a smirk. “Sorry babysitting duties.”

Jev gave him an unconvinced look. “That’s not exactly the story I heard from Sam.” Crossing his arms.

André shrugged. “I ended up taking care of little Robin here, didn’t I.”

Chuckling Jev shook his head. “You are ridiculous sometimes” he told his team mate, before turning his attention the toddler in André’s arms. “Bonjour mon petit, are you tired?” Stroking his finger over the toddler’s cheek.

Robin nodded, looking up at him with tired eyes. “Played football” he told the TeCheetah driver.

“Oh yeah? Did you win?” Jev asked.

Raising his head a little Robin turned to look at the field with a thoughtful look. “Don’t know.”

Jev chuckled softly, his fingers now caressing Robin’s brown hair. “Well did you have fun?” At that the toddler’s eyes lit up and he nodded with a big smile. "Then that’s far more important” the Frenchman told him. “But are you ready to get back to Sam now? He asked about you when I was there.”

Blinking for a moment Robin nodded. “Nap?” he asked with a yawn.

“You need to eat first, but I am sure you can take a long nap after it” André told him with a chuckle.

“Okay” Robin said, before looking from one TeCheetah driver to the other. “Swing?” he asked with hopeful eyes.

André laughed. “You like that, don’t you.” To which Robin nodded. “Well alright then, but say goodbye to the others first.”

“Bye” Robin exclaimed loudly, before blowing Antonio a kiss. André leaned in to whisper something in the toddler’s ear, who nodded and turned to Lucas. “Thank you.”

The Brazilian who had been watching them smiled. “You’re welcome Robin. I am happy you had fun.” He really was as he watched the trio leave, Robin swinging in between the two adults, giggling. Then he turned back to where Daniel was sitting. Walking over, he crouched down in front of him. “Have you learned your lesson?”

The boy lifted his head and nodded. “I’m sowwy.”

“For what?” Lucas asked, wanting to make sure Daniel truly understood that his behavior had been wrong.

“Not listening” Daniel said, slightly messing up the last word.

Lucas raised an eyebrow at him. “And misbehaving?” To which Daniel nodded, looking guilty. “Are you going to be patient from now on?” Again the toddler nodded. “Okay, let’s get you something to drink then.

As Daniel drank most of the others said their thank you’s and goodbye’s. Lucas watched them go, thinking they should definitely do something like this again in the near future.

 

 

 

Notes:

Nanny Jo is a nod towards the tv show Super nanny and Robin swinging in between Jev and André is (obviously) inspired by a video from Lorenerd's IG story (https://sebsdaniel.tumblr.com/post/185181118975/such-dads)

Should I write a prequel of what happened between André and Sam? Or are there any other toddler stories you would like to see?

Chapter 14: Wrong motivations

Notes:

Confession time. So this chapter was pretty much all but finished before my vacation (last week of June) and after it I kind of forgotten about it until this weekend 🙈 So I apologize to everyone who had been waiting for it after reading the previous chapter. Also note that because of that, André's move to Porsche wasn't know.

Anyway, sorry for the delay and I can only hope this chapter can live up to the expectations.

It was a bit of a surprise for Sam when he saw André walk into the Envision Virgin garage. He didn’t recall asking the German to watch Robin for the day. He himself was only here for a bit and Robin was fine with playing for that time being. But as he greeted the Techeetah driver he noticed the true reason why the German was here when he saw the camera hanging on his shoulder. Narrowing his eyes he moved in front of Robin, who was contently playing with some cars, to block the view. “I don’t think so mate” he told the older man, crossing his arms over his chest.

André’s face fell. “But I haven’t even said anything yet” he said with an innocent voice.

Sam wasn’t impressed. “You don’t have to” he stated, pointedly looking at the camera. “It is pretty obvious what you want.” The older had been using Robin as a model for his photos, while claiming to baby sit. Even going as far as putting a sleeping toddler in different locations and settings to get the best possible photo.

André’s shoulder’s sacked. “I don’t see what the problem is.”

“Well I don’t like you using Robin as a model"Sam told him. "Besides I don’t trust you, maybe this is another attempt to lure him to the evil cat side” he glared. “I haven’t forgiven you for decking him out in that little Techeetah race suit, you know.” Still remember clearly how he had walked into their garage a few days ago, to pick up Robin, only to see his precious little team mate in one of their cars. Which hadn’t been so bad, although he had acted offended. When he had lifted the toddler out however, he had almost dropped him in shock at seeing Robin wearing the black and gold gear. Angry and offended he had marched out of the garage with Robin without saying a word and he hadn’t let either Jev or André near Robin since then.

André however smirked at the memory. “You are just jealous” he teased. “Everyone wants to be at Techeetah.”

Slightly annoyed Sam wanted to huff that the German was delusional, but then a much better idea came to mind. “Well I would be careful if I were you, the Techeetah personnel might start to like having Robin there so much that they will deem you to old and replace you with Robin” he suggested and this time he was the one smirking, while André’s dropped.

The German glared at him. “You are evil Bird.”

“Well I’m not the one using an innocent toddler as model” Sam countered.

The German rolled his eyes. “Don’t be so dramatic, just because I took a few photos of him” André defended himself.

“I wouldn’t call nearly 100 a few” Sam told him, again crossing his arms. After the last time André had watched the toddler by himself, he had received a full photo reportage.

The older man shrugged. “I still don’t see what the big deal is.”

“The big deal is that he is just a child Lotterer. He is meant to play and have fun with his friends, not play model for a bloody camera all the time” Sam scolded at him. No matter how stunning or cute those photos might be. “If you want to take pictures ask Jev.”

André sighed dramatically. “But he is busy” he said with a bit of a pout.

“And there is no one else you can bother?” That question earned him a glare, but Sam wasn’t impressed at all.

“Well excuse me if I like spending time with Robin” André huffed, clearly offended. “I didn’t know that was such a bother.”

This time it Sam was the one that wanted to sigh, but he stopped himself, although he did feel a little guilty. “Of course you can spend time with him, if you actually do just that” he clarified. “Play with him, entertain him, take him to the playground or something, but don’t just spend time with him because you want to photograph him.”

And as he was talking he could see Andrés eyes widen in realization and understanding, bowing his head, the German actually looked a little guilty. “I’ve been taking it a little too far, haven’t I?” To which Sam could only nod. “Shit, sorry. It’s ju-..”

“Language” Sam scolded at him, nodding in Robin’s direction. Not that the toddler was paying attention. He was completely in his own fantasy world as he played.

“Sh-, I mean oops sorry” André mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

Sam gave him a smile, knowing all too well how easily it could fall from your lips. “But you were saying?”

For a moment André looked a bit lost, but then he seemed to remember his original point. “Oh yeah. It’s just that Robin is so cute, it’s hard to resist.”

Nodding in understanding Sam looked at Robin, who was completely unaware of the conversation between the two adults. Even now when he was starting to get used to the sight of his team mate as toddler, he couldn’t help but still thing of him as cute most of the time. “Tell me about it.”

“I will promise to try to contain myself from now on” the older man told him sincerely.

“That’s all I ask.” He knew that the older man had a good heart and was a good baby sitter if he wasn't just using Robin for photos. Wait photos, that made an idea pop up in his head. “Hey how good are you with action shots?” he asked.

“Pretty good, why?”André wondered.

“Well I was meant to take Robin to the park to meet the others” Sam explained. “Lucas is organizing a little football match for the toddlers there. To show I still have a little faith in you, I will let you take Robin there” he told the man. It would give him also a chance to do some things he had been postponing.

André blinked, not having expected that, so he looked a little uncertain.”You meant that?”

Sam nodded. “I do and if the others are okay with it, you can maybe take some photos of the boys playing. Those will be cool thing to have as a reminder and all, for when they are all back to their normal selves.” And he really meant that and he was sure the other would feel the same way.

The German seemed to like that idea as well and grinned widely. “I will gladly take him.”

Nodding, Sam turned to Robin with a smile. “Hey buddy would you like it if André here took you to the football play date?”

Looking up Robin grinned when he noticed André was there. “Andwé” he exclaimed. Quickly getting up and toddling over, holding up his little arms.

With a smile André lifted him up. “Hey there little guy, how are you doing?” he asked.

“Good” Robin answered, blushing a little shyly. Then he looked at the toy still in his hand and lifted it. “Sam gave me a new car. Was a pwesent.”

“I did, didn’t I” Sam said with a smile. “Do you remember why I gave it to you?”

Robin nodded. “I was a good boy.”

André looked at him astonished. “Where you now?”

Smiling gleefully,Robin once again nodded, looking proud of himself. “I list'ned good.”

Fondly Sam ruffled the boy’s hair. “So would you like it if André takes you?”

Robin blinked up at the German. “You take me?” he asked, excitement clear in his voice.

“If you want me to” André nodded with a smile.

Robin nodded enthusiastically, before turning to Sam. “You come too?”

The comment made Sam’s heart warm. Robin truly cared about him and that’s why he didn’t feel jealous of how close he had become with Jev and André. That’s why he did feel slightly bad as he shook his head sadly. “No, it would mean I wouldn’t go” he told the toddler honestly. “But maybe I can join you later?”

Although looking sad, Robin still nodded. “Will miss you.”

“I will miss you too sunshine.” Placing a kiss on the toddler’s head. It was kind of strange, but he did miss Robin every time the toddler wasn’t around.

“When does he have to be at the park?” André asked.

“10:30.” Sam looked at his watch. “So in about 20 minutes.

“Well how about we go head that way already?” André suggested.

“Yes pwease” Robin said happily.

“But first you have to clean up your toys” Sam told him, pointing at the cars. It weren’t many, so there was enough time for it and Sam found it important that Robin learned he had to clean up before doing something else.

André put the toddler back on the ground, watching as Robin was quick to start putting his little cars back in the box.

“Good job” Sam complimented him when he was done. “Now let’s get you on the toilet before you leave.”

A few minutes later Robin was all set and Sam watched him go with a smile. The toddler waving back at him as he and André left the garage.

 

Notes:

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Chapter 15: Play date ( F1 and FE toddlers)

It was a nice, clear morning when the F1 drivers found themselves gathered around a playground that was only a short drive from the busyness from Monté Carlo. Daniel was sitting at a table together with Nico and Carlos as they watched the toddlers, but mostly Max and Lando play. Max was playing on the slides with Valtteri and Kevin, giving Daniel throwback feelings from a few months earlier when the boys had done the same alongside with Stoffel. As the little Dutchman was playing they noticed he still kept an eye on Lando, who was playing in the sandbox with Alex, George and Antonio. Max had taken a liking in the little Brit and acted almost like a brother to him, much to Carlos’s delight.

As if the little Brit felt Max eyes upon him, he looked up and gave him a wave. Smiling Max returned it. “Can they get any more adorable?” Carlos wondered out loud, making the others chuckle.

“Not possible” Daniel said with a grin, bringing his cup of coffee to his mouth.

“Charles don’t put sand in your mouth!” Sebastian shouted from the next table. “It’s not food.” The Monegasque pouted from where he was sitting on the other side of the sandbox with Pierre, but did as told.

“Looks like everyone is having fun, no?” Sergio asked as he joined the three drivers with Lance in his arms.

Nico frowned, looking at the Canadian. “Doesn’t he want to play?”

Sergio shook his head. “He’s just tired. Yesterday he was the same, so I think he might be coming down with something” the Mexican told them. “But I didn’t want him to miss this either.”

All nodded in understanding. “Maybe he will join them later if he feels like it.”

“Si, and if not I can always go back early” Sergio agreed, softly stroking the boy’s mob of hair.

They continued to watch as the toddlers played with each other, when all the sudden there was a shout of, “Stoffel!” from Max, indicating that the Formula E guys must have arrived. Max quickly slid from the slide and ran over to the little Belgian, closely followed by Pierre. The little Dutchman almost tumbling over his little feet. Stoffel in the mean time had let go of Gary’s hand and welcomed them with open arms into a group hug with a beaming smile.

Hesitantly Kevin shuffled closer as well. Stoffel noticed him and pulled his arm away from Pierre to make space for the Danish toddler. Shyly the boy joined the hug, followed by the sound of someone snapping a photo. Turning their heads they saw Romain standing near their table with a small smile on his lips. “I’ll keep this to remind adult Kevin that he should be more social as well” the Frenchman grinned.

Raising an unimpressed eyebrow, Nico wondered, “Do you think that will work?”

Romain shrugged. “Doubt it, but at least I can try.” Nico nodded, truly feeling like it would be a shame to see Kevin go back to his normal stand offish behavior again once he was turned back to normal. He shouldn’t have to put on that tough front, but at the same time the German knew in what a hard world they worked in, so he couldn’t really blame the Dane either.

“Nico!” the happy voice from Stoffel pulled him from his thoughts. Turning his head to the little Belgian toddler who was walking over to him.

“Hey daar kleine schildpad” the German grinned, lifting the toddler onto his lap. Completely ignoring the glare he got for using that nickname and just hugged him close. Soon Max joined them as well.

The group welcomed Gary, offering him a chair, as Nico started talking in Dutch with the toddlers. “Don’t mind them, they are always like this” Daniel explained to him as he could see little Pascal moving over to greet Lewis from the corner of his eyes. The Brit had been on his phone, while sitting with Sebastian and Kim and was now greeting the little German with a box, before lifting him up on his lap. Sebastian greeted him with a smile as well.

“Look Maxi, swing!” Came another shout. This one Daniel recognized as Daniel Abt, who was pulling another toddler behind him.

A little overwhelmed the other toddler looked behind him, "Pechito?” he called out softly, sounding uncertain.

“Right here, niño” Jose 'Pechtito' Lopez said, following the toddlers along with Lucas. “Hop on and I will push you two.” Which was met with a cheer from Daniel, who was quick to climb in the basket of the swing. Maxi followed his example, before turning to look at Pechito with expecting eyes, smiling as the Argentinian started pushing.

“Mind if I sit here?” the sudden question startled him, but Daniel grinned as he looked up, recognizing the voice as Jev’s. To his surprise however the Frenchman had a toddler in his arms, one that certainly wasn’t André Lotterer, who also had been an adult the last time he checked.

“Baby sitting now Vergne?” Daniel teased, mimicking the words the Frenchman had used back when he and Max had visited Stoffel.

“Oh haha Ricciardo” Jev responded, sitting down. “Just decided to take this guy while mommy and daddy are fighting again” his former team mate explained.

“His what?” Nico sputtered, Stoffel and Max leaning against his chest, still talking.

Jev gave them a grin. “Sam and André” he clarified. “They have a habit of bickering a lot when it comes to Robin here. It’s ridiculous actually.”

As if he heard it, there came a shout of “Vergne!” From Sam Bird, as the Brit stalked over, closely followed by André. “How dare you sneak away with my team mate. Because that’s what he is, my team mate, not yours.” Glaring at both Techeetah drivers.

“Well we can’t help it that Robin likes us better” André teased with a nonchalant smirk.

“He does not” Sam huffed offended, crossing his arms over his chest.

André smirk grew, seeming to like riling the Brit on. “Let’s ask him, shall we?” he challenged.

Amused Daniel looked between the two, actually curious now what the boy’s answer would be. However before either men could ask him, Robin’s little voice interrupted them. “Play with Toni now?” he asked innocently. Making both men drop their heads, before bursting out into laughter as their eyes locked.

In the mean time Jev ruffled the toddler’s hair. “Go ahead, we will be right here if you need us” the Frenchman told him as the boy slid of his lip.

Sam watched him go with a sigh. “Whatever his answer might have been, we all take a back seat when it comes to Antonio” he said dramatically, letting himself fall into an empty chair.

Nodding in agreement André took the seat next to Jev. “That will always be a losing battle Sam, just except it.”

“Don't I know it” the Brit sighed.

Daniel turned to Nico, “Are you following this?” he whispered. The German shook his head. “Neither am I” the Australian said with a shake of his head.

While all that had distracted them Edoardo and Oliver Rowland had joined Lando, Alex, George and Antonio in the sandbox and the 6 of them were trying to built some kind of tower it seemed. In the meantime Max started to wiggle, so Nico let him slide off of his lap, watching as the boy toddled over to Mitch. The little Dutch boy smiling as he grabbed the other boy’s hand and guided him over towards the slides. The New Zealander eyed the Finn and Dane already playing there for a moment, but then shrugged and joined them without a problem. That left Tom, who looked at Oliver Turvey a bit unsure. “It’s okay Tom, go and make new friends” the Brit encouraged him. With wary eyes the toddler hesitantly moved closer to Charles and Pierre after hearing them speak French. The boys eyed him for a moment, but then Pierre smiled brightly at him and offered him a little shovel to play with.

**

It was later on when Antonio shuffled closer to Alexander Sims with a pout. Concerned the Brit frowned. “What’s going on Toni?” he asked softly.

The Portuguese sniffled a little. “Can’t unnerstand them.” Curious everyone looked over in the direction the toddler pointed at, to see Robin playing with Stoffel and Max.

It silence was broken by Sam who started to laugh, clapping his hands together. “Oh my god. I never thought I’d see the day Robin would make Antonio feel excluded.” Upon seeing the looks he got, he explained, “As an adult Robin has a mayor man crush on Antonio.”

“Which you love to bring up” Jev added with a knowing smile.

Sam waved his hand. “That’s beside the point.” Causing the others to laugh.

“Well why don’t you go play with some of the others than?” Alexander asked Antonio. “There are a lot of toddlers here, see?” Pointed around. Biting his lip, Antonio looked around, seemingly unsure of what to do. “No need to be afraid, why don’t you go join Daniel and Maxi?” Alexander suggested. “See Lucas and Pechito are there as well.”

Looking over to them Antonio nodded, slowly moving over. Lucas saw him coming and welcomed him with a smile. “Hey Toni, want to go on the swing as well?” Shyly Antonio gave a nod. “Well come on.” Lifting the toddler up and placing him next to Maxi. The little German offered him a smile.

“Now push” Daniel demanded.

Lucas raised an eyebrow at him. “What’s the magic word?”

“Please” Daniel asked, bouncing up and down a little. Huffing out laugh, Lucas shook his head.

“Is he always like that?” José asked eyeing the oldest of the two German.

“You have no idea” Lucas told him.

Chuckling José looked over at the boys on the swing. “Luckily Maxi isn’t like that.”

“Like what?” Maxi asked, eyeing him curiously.

“Overly excited, demanding, slightly annoying” Lucas answered him.

“Lucas” Daniel pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes.

Laughing Daniel stopped the swing to kiss Daniel’s head. “Love you anyway buddy.” Getting the German to smile pleasingly.

“Pechito?”

“Yes Maxi?” Looking over at the youngest toddler, only to find expecting eyes looking back at him. Chuckling he leaned down to kiss his little team mate’s head. “Te amo Maxi.” Making the young German giggle happily. “And we love you too Toni” José was sure to add, before the oldest boy could feel left out as well, ruffling his hair.

**

“Look Seb, Ice-cweam” Charles announced proudly, holding up a bucket full of sand.

“Oh wow that's a lot of ice-cream?” Sebastian said, standing up and walking over. “Can I have some of it?” he asked, taking a seat on the edge of the sandbox.

“Course” Charles said with a brilliant smile. Digging some of the sand out of the bucket and into one of the sand molds, before handing it to the German.

Sebastian gave him a smile. “Thank you sweetheart.”

“Got one for me as well?” That was Kimi who had also come over.

Charles nodded, looking over at Tom. Shyly the Frenchman copied what Charles had done earlier and gave the Finn a sand mold.

The Finn gave him a little smile. “Thank you.”

 “Delicious” Sebastian complimented. “Can I have some more?” Making all three boys beam with pride.

**

“Felipe?”

Looking up, Felipe saw Edoardo walking over. “What is it?”

“Am hungwy” the little Swiss announced.

“Well we should be having lunch soon” Felipe said, lifting the boy on his lap. “Are you having fun today?”

The toddler nodded. “Wanna go on the swings next.”

“Want me to push you?”

Edoardo nodded.”Pwease, but eat first.”

Shaking his head he looked at Sébastien. “I’ll go check if the others are ready for lunch as well” the man said.

**

A little while later everyone was sitting around the tables eating fries. “Slow down Edoardo, there is enough” Felipe told him, scolding. “Or else you will make your tummy hurt.” The Swiss pouted, but he listened anyway.

Next to them Oliver was sitting on Sébastien’s lap, happily eating his fries and even offering his team mate one from time to time. “You eat it Ollie, I’ve got my own.” On Felipe’s other side Daniel was doing completely the opposite and was stealing fries from Lucas’s plate, but the Brazilian didn’t seem to mind and even stole a few back. While Maxi was contently eating on Jose’s lap as was Antonio on Alexander’s.

On another table was Sebastian sitting with Charles on his lap, eating and chatting happily with Pascal who was sitting on Jérôme’s lap and Antonio on Kimi’s, while Valtteri was eating quietly on Lewis his lap.

George and Alex were also talking at the next table also on their team mates lap. “Kevin” Romain said warningly as he saw the Dane’s hand move towards Alex plate.

The toddler pouted. “But I didn’t do anything.”

The Frenchman held back a chuckle, as the toddler truly reminded him of adult team mate. “But you were about to.”

“Don’t you dare Mitch either” Alex Lynn said sternly as he noticed the little Kiwi copying Kevin’s move. “It’s not very nice to steal someone’s fries.” Meanwhile Tom watched them curiously from Oliver Turvey’s lap, chewing on his fries.

The last two tables were pushed together. Nico had Max on his lap as they were talking to Stoffel and Robin in Dutch. Next to them Daniel was sitting glaring at Jev next to him after the Frenchman had stolen little Pierre off of his lap. “You know this is unbelievable” the Aussie huffed. “It's bad enough they,” he gestured to Nico and Max, “Make me feel excluded on a daily basis, but now you got to do it as well.” As Jev and André had started talking in French to the toddler.

Jev chuckled. “Maybe you should learn French then” he teased with a smile. “You are driving for a French team now, aren’t you?.” Making Daniel glare even more at him.

“Or you could talk with us” Sam suggested. “We are kind of in the same boat here.” Pointing at Gary next to him.

“Good point.” Daniel got up. “Lotterer, get up, we are switching seats.”

Chuckling softly André did as told. “Whatever makes you happy man.”

“Dan?” Max asked, looking confused at why the man was suddenly so far away from him.

“No worries mate, just going to talk to Sam and Gary here” Daniel softly explained to him.

Unsure Max looked up at Nico. “It’s okay lieverd” the man said “nothing to worry about.” Just then the man’s phone pinged. “It’s Checo. They just got back and he has put Lance to bed.” The Mexican had left earlier after Lance had developed a light fever.

“Poor guy, I hope he feels better soon” Daniel said sadly.

Nico nodded. “Checo says he will take him to the doctor tomorrow, if things don’t change.”

Everyone nodded.

**

After lunch the toddlers quick to go back to playing. Lando, Max and Mitch went straight to the crawl through tunnels. Charles and Pierre joined Edoardo and Antonio Giovinazzi on the swings as Felipe pushed them. Oliver could be found playing on the slides with George, Alexander and Tom. Robin, Antonio and Stoffel were in the sandbox, while Pascal, Maxi and Daniel were playing tag, laughing and shouting in German. That left Valtteri and Kevin who were on the seesaw, while the adults watched them with a smile.

 

 

Notes:

So I had the idea for this in my head for a long time, but to actually write it was a bit of a struggle 🙈 Anyway I hope you all enjoyed it and let me know if you have suggestion or if there are things you want to see and I will try my best to write it!

Translation: Hey daar kleine schildpad means Hey there little turtle. Which is a reference to an old Dutch kids show that had the character Stoffel the turtle.

Chapter 16

Notes:

After last chapter I was inspired to write a little more José and Maxi, so here it is.

Drained José knocked on the hotel room door, waiting for Lucas to open it. Maxi had once again spent the afternoon with Daniel. The two of them were great friends so Lucas and him arranged a lot of play dates for them. Some days like today, Lucas would take them, other times José did or they would do it together. Today’s play date however hadn't been planned, but José was relieved that Lucas had been willing to take his toddler team mate pretty last minute. He had called the Brazilian after having a heated discussion with the team. Having left the garage in anger as he felt his self control slip and he hadn’t want to yell in front of Maxi.

He was very protective over his young team mate and loved taking care of him, but that was also what had caused the argument earlier. Le Mans was coming up and he had told the team weeks prior that due to his obligations with Toyota, he wouldn’t be able to take care of the little Maxi for at least a week. Telling them that it was their responsibility to find someone else to watch the boy for that time. Today however he had found out that nothing had be arranged yet and with Le Mans was just around the corner it had both scared and angered him. So he had brought Maxi to Lucas, to go back to tell the team that they better arranged some good replacement for the little German, for both the toddler and his sake. However the whole thing had left him pretty exhausted. 

Just then Lucas finally opened the door. “Sorry man, I was just in the bathroom” the Brazilian apologized.

José just gave him a smile, stepping inside the room. “No worries.”

“Is the problem solved?” the younger wanted to know.

“It is” the Argentinian nodded. “His mother is flying in to watch him.” An option he himself had to come up with. 

“That’s good” Lucas nodded as they rounded the corner. José smiled as his eyes fell upon the two boys. They were huddled close together with Daniel’s head leaning on Maxi’s shoulder, both half asleep. “They tired themselves out by playing football most of the afternoon” Lucas explained.

Of course they had, it was only about their favorite thing to do. “Well I better take Maxi back then” he told Lucas. “He can take a quick nap before dinner.” The Brazilian nodded. “Gracias again for watching him today.”

Lucas waved that away. “Don’t mention it” he told José. “I know you’d do the same if the roles were reversed.”

Again smiling, José nodded, of course he would do that. Moving to the sofa he crouched down in front of his little team mate. “Ready to go to mine Maxi?” Because he sure was.

To his surprise the boy crossed his arms in front of his little chest. “No!”

Taken back he blinked, wondering out loud, “Don’t you want to come with Pechito?” This time the boy firmly shook his head, making him frown. Not used to Maxi behaving like that, normally he was met with enthusiasm and not a cold shoulder. “But we have to go niño.”

“Yeah Maxi, I can’t put Daniel to bed for a nap if you stay” Lucas helpfully joined in.

The boy’s shoulders shagged at that and without another protest he let José pick him up, although the Argentinian could still feel the resistance coming from the toddler. That didn't keep him from trying with, “What do you say to Lucas?” Normally Maxi always would say something like, thank you, but this time he stayed quiet. Stubbornly looking the other way over José shoulder.

Curious the Argentinian gave Lucas a questioning look. The man just shrugged. “Don’t look at me, he has been fine all afternoon.”

Well that wasn't very helpful José thought disappointed."Maybe he's just tired" he opted, although not believing that was it himself. Lucas just shrugged.

After saying his goodbye’s to Lucas and Daniel, José quickly made it back to his own hotel room and changed the still silent toddler into his pj’s, before putting him to bed. “Sweet dreams baby.”

**

About an hour later he deemed it time for Maxi to wake up again, if he wanted any chance of having him in bed at a decent time that evening. Silently hoping the boy would be in a better mood and would have slept off whatever had been bothering him earlier.

However once Maxi woke up, one of the first things he did was press his lips tightly together and José couldn’t deny it, that hurt. He had no clue what could possibly be going on in his little team mate’s head. From what he could remember he had been fine when he had dropped his off with Lucas earlier. Or had he been? Thinking back he realized Maxi had been very quiet back then as well, hardly saying a word. Now the boy was a bit shy and combine that with his own mood, he hadn’t really took a notice of it. Putting it on the fact Maxi was probably upset with him about breaking his promise. He had told him they’d spend the day together after all. But even so that wouldn’t explain the boy’s current behavior when he came to pick him up. Maxi wasn’t one to hold a grudge that long.

“Okay niño, I think it’s we have a little talk, don’t you” José told the toddler, moving them to his own bed and placing the toddler on top of it. Maxi however stayed silent. “You want to tell me what’s going on?” Stubbornly the little German shook his head, turning away from him. Confused José noticed he was starting to get desperate and that is caused him to lose his patience. "Alright well why don't you think about it and you can tell me once I come back." Planning to retreat to the bathroom for a moment to calm and collect himself again.

“No!” Maxi yelled and to José’s horror it was followed by a sob The boy was scrabbling over the bed to get to him, big tears rolling over his cheeks.

Instantly José moved back to the bed and pulled the toddler into his arms. “Hey cariño, it’s okay, I’ve got you. I’ve got you” he whispered, soothingly rubbing his back.

“Bleib” Maxi cried, clinging onto José.

“English baby” José reminded him as the boy slipped into German. Completely taken back by the sudden turn in emotions from the toddler. 

“Stay” the toddler repeated. “Pwease.”

It sounded so sad that it torn at José’s heart, but at the same time he frowned. “What are you talking about? I’m not leaving niño” he asked confused. Why would he even think that?

“Heard you” Maxi sniffled. “In the ga… gawashe.”

“You mean in the garage?” For a second he was confused, but then his mind went back to the events from earlier in the morning. Maxi must have caught some of the conversation between the team and him, possible when his was losing his temper and raised his voice shortly before he decided to leave. “That is what this is about?” Rubbing a tear from Max’s cheek with his thumb. “But we talked about that already, baby.”

At seeing Maxi’s blank expression he guessed the boy had either forgotten or simply hadn’t made the connection between today’s event and the talk about a week before. “Remember when I told you that Pechito had a very big race coming up?” Carefully eyeing the boy, seeing if it rang a bell. “The race is going to be a day long and we will race all through the night” he continued to explain.

Suddenly Maxi’s eyes widened in realization. “Le Mansss.”

“That’s right, Le Mans” José said relieved. “Do you also remember that Pechito told you that I wouldn’t be able to take you with me?” Again Maxi nodded. “Well someone from the team was suppose to watch you, but they had forgotten and that’s why I got angry.”

Maxi frowned and sniffled. “Me alone?”

Shaking his head, José smiled. “No, I wouldn't leave my baby all by himself" he told the toddler. "Do you know who is coming to watch you?” Maxi shook his head, eyeing him with anticipation. “Your mama is coming.”

Maxi’s eyes lit up at that. “Mama?” he asked enthusiastic 

Smiling a little wider, he nodded. “Yes, she is coming here.”

Beaming Maxi moved forward to hug him. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”

José hugged him back. “You’re welcome niño.” Kissing the top of his head. “So are we good?”

Maxi nodded. “Sowwy.”

Lifting his chin with a finger, he made the boy look at him. “Next time you tell me when something is bothering you, okay?” Wanting to prevent possible miscommunication like they had today. Not wanting to cause the boy any unnecessary stress or give him the feeling that he couldn’t talk to him.

“Sowwy” Maxi again apologized. “Was af’aid.”

“I understand baby.” Stroking the toddler's hair. He really did. He would have been scarred too if the roles were reversed. He hadn’t realized until now just how vulnerable Maxi and every other toddler was. Maxi depended on him and just the share thought of José going away must have been terrifying. Not to mention the toddler might have blamed himself for it.   

“You come back aftuh?” Maxi asked, breaking him away from his thoughts. The boy eyeing him with his head chocked a little to the side.

That made José grin. “Of course I will. Can’t leave my little niño behind, no?”

 Maxi beamed at that. Shaking his head, before throwing his little arms around José’s neck for another hug. “Love you.”

It wasn’t the first time toddler Maxi had said those words to him, but every time he did it made him feel like his heart grew a little bigger, making him feel warm and fuzzy inside. “Me too niño, ti amo.” Placing a kiss on the boy's hair.

 

Notes:

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please leave comments and kudos and don't forget to let me know if there is a toddler driver you want to see more of!!

Chapter 17

Notes:

Taking care of a toddler isn't just fun and games, it's a full time job as Carlos finds out.

Carlos held his breath as he slowly stepped away from the crib, trying to be as quiet as possible. Grabbing the baby monitor and the room key from the table, before exiting the hotel room. Only then did he let out a relieved breath as he rushed down the hall towards the elevator to go a floor down. Knowing that he would stay within the monitor's reach, having tested it before.

A few minutes later he arrived at his destination, knocking on Nico’s door. Waiting impatiently for the tall German to open up, while thanking the gods that McLaren en Renault shared a hotel. The moment the older man opened, Carlos barraged passed him, straight to the bed and letting himself fall on it. “Well hello to you too Carlos” he heard Nico commented from where he obviously still was standing by the door. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Followed by the sound of the door close.

Carlos let out a groan that was muffled by the bed. He was just too damn tired to answer or even lift his head.

Seconds later he felt the bed dip and hands on his shoulders, kneading. “Okay, what’s going on?” And Carlos could hear a hint of concern. It made him roll over onto his back, so he could look at the German.

Running a hand through his hair, he let a sigh escape his lips. “I just don’t know how they do it” he admitted. Hearing his own frustration clear in his voice.

“Who do what?” Nico asked confused.

“The others” Carlos exclaimed, wasn’t that obvious? “I don’t understand how they can take care of their toddler team mate full time without trouble.”

And if he hadn’t been frustrated enough Nico dared to actual chuckle, the asshole. “Don’t let looks fool you Sainz, because I know for a fact you are not the only one struggling.”

Carlos snorted. Yeah right. “Don’t lie to me Hülkenberg” he countered the use of his last name.

“I’m not” Nico told him with such a calmness that it almost made Carlos believe him. But he had seen Nico with the toddlers as well and he never seemed to have a problem. The German always looking relaxed and seemingly doing it without any trouble.

“You don’t seem to have any trouble with it” he confronted the man with his thoughts.

“That’s because I only take care of them for a few hours at most. That is a big difference” Nico told him. “Although now with Daniel as team mate I seemed to have one around a little more.”

“Max.” And it wasn’t even a question.

Nico nodded. “Yeah Daniel might have left Red Bull behind, but he couldn’t leave little Max.” He chuckled a little. “Not that I would have let him.” Carlos had to stop himself from chuckling, knowing that Max was one of the drivers Nico truly cared about. “But Daniel doesn’t always have it easy either, you know. To be honest I sometimes feel like I have become a stepparent.” Now that was not something Carlos had expected to hear. He had thought Nico was more of the fun uncle, but at the same time it made sense. He had seen Nico around Max a lot, with or without Daniel. “My point is, that it is okay if you can’t do it all by yourself and to ask for help.”

Taking that in Carlos found himself hesitantly nodding, although he still couldn’t shake the feeling that Lando was his responsibility.

Seeming to pick up on it, Nico offered. “We could plan some play dates for Max and Lando. I can help either you or Daniel, split the responsibilities and give the other a chance to have some time for themselves. How does that sound?"

Like a plan, was his first instinct to think, but he didn’t want to say it out loud. Fearing it might sound a bit too eager. “Si, that might be a good idea.” Accepting the generous offer.

Nico nudged their shoulder together. “See we can do this.”

Nodding a little Carlos finally let himself truly relax. “I could really use a nap.”

Nico chuckled. “Don’t let me stop you, but at least take off your shoes.” Now that Carlos didn’t need to be told twice, kicking off his sneakers  and pushing himself further on the bed. As soon as his head hit one of Nico’s pillows, he could already feel himself falling asleep.

**

He didn’t know how long he had been asleep for when he woke up to the sound of Lando’s cries coming through the baby monitor. Groaning he pushed himself upright, but was met with a hand pushing him back. “No you stay, I will go” he heard Nico say. Carlos wanted to protest, but he found out that although he had gotten some much needed sleep, he was still exhausted. Already drifting back asleep before Nico left the room.

**

The next time he woke up, Carlos found the room completely silent. Sitting up he noticed there was no sign of either Nico or Lando. A frown appeared on his forehead, but then he realized the German must have taken the toddler somewhere else to let him sleep. Feeling rested, he stretched his body before reaching for his phone. On it he saw that it was already past 4pm, so he must have slept for nearly 3 hours he realized in surprise. Once he got over it, he send a quick text to Nico with the question where he was. Getting off the bed he put his shoes back on, just as his phone lid up with a text back from Nico, who just simple shared his location. Tapping on the map he saw that Nico was located at a park about three streets away from their hotel. Walking out of the room he checked for the best way there as he made his way to the elevator.

15 minutes later he arrived at the park and almost instantly spotted Daniel running around with a laughing Max and giggling Lando following after him. Nico he located on a bench close by watching the three with a small smile playing on his lips. It made a smile as well as he walked over. “Gracias” he said, taking a seat next to the German. “But you didn’t have to.” Although he was truly grateful for what his friend had done. 

“I know” Nico replied, flashing a grin. “You needed it though.” And Carlos couldn’t deny that. Feeling far more relaxed and less stressed after catching up on some sleep. Which was mostly caused by the feeling of needing to be alert all the damn time around Lando and not so much by lack of sleep. Normally Lando slept from around 7:30pm to 7am, so that definitely wasn’t bad in his eyes.

“Cawos!” The happy exclamation announced the fact that Lando had spotted him. Looking over he saw the little toddler run over to him, tripping over his own feet in his excitement. It made him jump up, but Lando managed to catch himself before he actually fell over. “Careful little one” Carlos still found himself saying, before reaching down to catch Lando, lifting him up above his head. A joyful laugh fell from Lando’s lips, spreading his arms as he pretended to be a plane.

Carlos let him fly a little longer. “McLaren Flight 4, clear to land” he announced, before lowering Lando back to the ground.

“Max! Max! Did you see me fly” the little Brit shouted over to his fellow toddler, who was walking back to them while holding Daniel’s hand. “I was aiwplane.” The little Brit particularly bounced on his feet. Max just gave him a grin, nodding his little head.

Carlos let out a little chuckle. It was amazing how a little thing like what he had just done, could bring such joy to the toddler. And seeing Lando happy made him happy as well and don’t even get him started on how infectious the little boy’s laughter was. “Come play?” Lando asked, looking back at him. He didn’t want to tell the boy no, but still shook his head.

“I want to talk to Nico for a bit” he told the boy. Lando immediately pouted, so he ruffled the boy’s hair. “I will join you after, si?” It was obvious the toddler still didn’t like it, but he still nodded, letting Max pull him back over towards Daniel. Luckily the Aussie managed to instantly get Lando back involved in whatever game they were playing and Carlos felt himself relax as he sat back down next to Nico.

“How did Lando react to seeing you after his nap?” he curiously asked the German. Normally it was always him that was there, so it must have been strange and unexpected for Lando to suddenly see Nico instead. Hopefully it didn't cause the little boy any distress. It hadn't crossed his mind before, but now he was beating himself up on the thought of having upset his young team mate. 

"Relax" was the first thing out of the German's mouth, sensing his mood change."He was a bit surprised, but quickly got over it once I told him he could come and play with Max" Nico told him with a teasing little smirk. The man seemingly enjoying the fact that he could point out to Carlos that Lando could manage just fine without him. Although it wasn’t with the intention to hurt him. Carlos knew him to well for that and could also see that in the others eyes. “I told him I would talk to you to arrange more play dates.”

To that Carlos couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “Of course you did.”

Nico shrugged. “Trust me, it would make things simply easier.” Reminding him of what he had told Carlos earlier before his nap, in his hotel room and Carlos was starting to see the German actually had a point there. “Besides, look at them” gesturing over to the playing toddlers.”They are having fun together.” Si they were and he should definitely take Nico up upon is offer he thought as he watched the boys go. They were laughing loudly as they chased Daniel around on the grass. That was until the Aussie fake tripped and fell to the ground. The boys wasted no time and were all over the equally laughing man.

“He’s good with them” he admitted to Nico.

Huffing out a laugh, Nico nodded in agreement. “But so are you with Lando.” Carlos looked at him in surprise. “What?” Nico laughed. “I’ve seen you around with Lando.” Carlos frowned a little. He had no idea the German still paid such close attention to him. “Anyway, what do you think about you and I taking the boys to the zoo on Tuesday?” Nico continued. “It’ll give Daniel the day off. I’m sure he could use one and the boys will love it.”

Carlos nodded, the zoo sounded like a good idea. It was something he had wanted to do with Lando himself, but something had always held him from actually doing so. The fact that Nico would be coming with him was actually somehow comforting, he would have a friend there to rely on. Grinning he looked at Nico, “It’s a play date.”

Nico rolled his eyes, but couldn’t stop himself from sniggering. “Seriously?” But Carlos just grinned wider at him, feeling his eyes twinkle. “Okay, we have a play date. We will tell they boys later.”

“Oh no.” Carlos quickly shook his head. “That would be a bad idea amigo.” Nico raised a surprised eyebrow at that. “Unless you want two overexcited toddlers on your hands for almost 3 days.” Okay he didn’t actually know how Max would respond to it, but knowing Lando, it definitely would not be a good idea. The boy could be so excited sometimes that Carlos couldn’t help but compare him to a bouncing ball with the way he seemed to bounce around.

“Ah yeah, good point” Nico admitted, bashfully rubbing his neck. “Forget how excited they can get.”

“Let’s just keep it a secret for them until Tuesday” Carlos told him. “We can surprise them with the news in the morning and they will still love it just as much.” Knowing that for the boys it wouldn’t matter when they heard it, as long as they actually went to the zoo.

Smiling, Nico nodded. “Sounds like a plan.”

 

 

Notes:

I have to admit I had the idea for this a long time ago, but struggled to actually type it up. So I do generally hope you all enjoyed it. Like always kudos and comments are very appreciated! As are suggestions :)

Chapter 18: Alex

Notes:

I decided to write this chapter more from Alex point of view after thinking what it would be like for have a fellow toddler as team mate. Max of course has Daniel, but who does Alex have?

It was morning and Alex was in the play corner in the Red Bull garage, watching with envious eyes as Max was once again being picked up by Daniel. It was a familiar sight that he should be used to by now, but that didn’t make it any easier. Don’t get him wrong he was happy for Max that he had someone like Daniel. He just wished he had someone like that as well, who would come to pick him up instead of being stuck in the garage most of the time. Back when he had been in Toro Rosso he had had Daniil, but after the switch the Russian had Pierre to take care of and there wasn’t really time left for him. Unlike Daniel who had a still very much adult Nico as team mate. But that still that didn’t make it feel fair that Max was once again going with him to have some kind of fun, while he was being left behind. Just thinking about it made his lower lip tremble, so Alex quickly bit down on it.

Laughter filled the air as Daniel laughed at something Max had said. “Well time to say goodbye to Alex.” The words made him freeze, tears welling up in his eyes. Squeezing his eyes shut Alex turned away, pretending to be playing, because he didn’t want to cry in front of Daniel. He didn’t want him to pity him, he was a big boy. So when Max said, “Bye Alex.” Alex plastered a smile on his face and turned to face him, planning to say goodbye as well. But as his eyes landed on the pair he just couldn’t and a tear fell from his eye. Silent he prayed neither the Aussie or Max had seen it as he hurried to wipe it away. But then another one followed, rolling down his other cheek and then it was unstoppable as more followed. Full of horror pulled his knees to his chest, hiding his face against them, feeling completely embarrassed. He couldn’t believe he was crying in front of Daniel. What would the Australian think of him now? That he was some kind of cry baby? He didn’t want that. Daniil had always called him his little smiley boy, which he had liked, so he definitely was not a cry baby.

“Alex, what’s wrong little buddy?” He heard Daniel ask, sounding way closer than before, but Alex didn’t dare to look up. That's why he let out a little yelp when he was suddenly being lifted up. Thinking it was someone from Red Bull or even Christian he lifted his head a little, only to be met with Daniel’s worried face. Taken aback Alex chocked on a sob. “Shh it’s okay” Daniel told him calmly, hugging him close and soothingly rubbing Alex his back. And Alex could already feeling himself calm down a little.

“Can you tell me why you are crying buddy?” Daniel asked once his sobs had died down. Sniffling a little, Alex shook his head, not wanting to tell Daniel. It was already embarrassing enough that he witnessed Alex crying. So instead he hid his face in the crook of Daniel’s neck, knowing that it would hide it from the Australian’s view. “No need to be embarrassed” Daniel told him kindly, almost like he was reading Alex his mind. “You can tell me.” And Alex wanted to believe him.

Maybe it was indeed better to tell him, Alex thought. Cautiously lifting his head. “Don-don’t wanna be left” he softly admitted.

Daniel’s face dropped instantly and Alex feared he had said the wrong thing, but it quickly changed into understanding. “Oh Alex, baby I am sorry” Daniel hurried to say, confusing Alex a little. Why was he sorry? “It’s because of me isn’t it?” Oh that’s what he meant. Hesitating a little Alex considered his options. He didn’t want to hurt the man, but he didn’t want to lie either, so he shyly nodded his head. It made Daniel’s face fell all over again, looking at Alex sorrowful. “I never meant to exclude you.” And the honesty in his voice made Alex believe him. He didn’t believe Daniel would deliberately hurt him, he wasn’t a bad man.

“Why don’t I go talk to Christian and see if it’s alright for you to join us today?” Daniel offered. "Would you like that?” Of course he would, Alex thought, nodding eagerly. “Okay can you and Max play here a little longer, while I go do just that?” Again Alex nodded, he was more than okay with that. Daniel turned to Max and Alex saw his fellow toddler give nod as well. "Alright" Daniel said, lowering Alex back to the ground, before walking away with big hurried steps.

Alex watched him go, praying Christian would agree with Daniel’s plan, when he felt two arms being wrapped around him. Max was hugging him, looking a bit sad. “Sowwy Alex” he said softly. “You no need be low’ly.” Smiling a little Alex returning the hug. He didn’t blame Max. There was nothing the other toddler could have done about the situation and of course the boy would choose to go with Daniel instead of staying here with him. He would have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. And although they had plenty of toys here in the play corner it could get quite boring at times as well. Especially if they got put in there day after day. He knew Christian and the guys tried to avoid that as much as possible, but sometimes that just wasn’t an option.

A few minutes later Daniel returned. “All set boys, so let’s go” he grinned enthusiastically, clapping his hands together.

Alex looked at him with big hopefully eyes. Did that mean..? “Me too?”

Daniel’s grin widened. “Yes you too. Christian was all for it actually.” Offering Alex a hand while Max was quick to grab his other one, humming happily.

**

Daniel brought them back to what Alex guessed was his hotel room and he wondered what the man had in store for them. He hadn’t heard anything about what he had planned to do with Max, so maybe it was a surprise. But Alex didn’t dare to ask about it either. The moment Daniel opened the door Max was quick to dart into it. “Nico!” he shouted happily. And as Alex entered the room he saw Max being picked up by the German and being twirled around. It made him smile a little, when movement from behind the tall man caught his eye. Than a familiar mop of brown hair came into view.

“Lando” he whispered quietly, in disbelief. Almost afraid that if he would say it too loudly the young Brit would disappear. Lando just grinned and ran over to him.

“Alex!” Almost tripping before encircling his arms around Alex’s waist. Even as a toddler Lando was still a head smaller making it a little awkward to hug him back. “Whacha do hewe?”

A hand on his shoulder made Alex look up to see Daniel smiling down at him. “Alex is joining us for television time” the man told the smallest toddler, which was met with a cheer. “So do you know what you want to watch?”

The boys made their way over to Nico who was now holding a tablet with the options to watch. “Oh Teletubbies” Lando grinned, pointing at the picture of the screen. Alex pulled up his nose, he didn’t want to watch that. Looking at Max he was relieved to see him shake his head as well.

“Paw Pa’tol?” Max asked hopeful. Alex scrunched his nose a little. He did like the show, just not how cats were portrayed as evil on it. He loved cats. But when he saw Lando nod, he found himself agreeing as well.

“Alright, go sit on the sofa then” Daniel said as Nico connected the tablet with the television. Alex giggled as Lando almost tripped over his own feet again to climb onto the sofa. Max joined him, taking a seat next to him. Alex however found himself hesitating a little when suddenly two hands lifted him up. Surprised Alex blinked as he suddenly found himself on Nico’s lap.

Unbeknownst to him Daniel had informed the German of what had happened earlier at the Red Bull garage, while they had been busy choosing what to watch. It made Alex feel a little uneasy being on the man’s lap. He didn’t really know Nico that well and now he was suddenly very close to him. That was until Lando crawled closer. Alex heard and felt Nico chuckle, the German putting an arm around the British toddler, letting him cuddle up against his side. Having his friend close made Alex relax against the German as well, leaning back against his chest. Daniel joined them too, sitting next to Lando and lifting Max onto his lap. “Let’s do this” he said as the intro started. Lando immediately started to sing along loudly, followed by Max. Alex glanced over at them for a moment, before shyly joining them, not feeling brave enough to be as loud as the other two. Nico’s leg started to bounce up and down on the beat, making Alex giggle.

Once the intro was done the boys quieting down as the show starting. All of them having their full attention on what was happening on the screen. That was until the pups reported back to the base and Lando giggled, “Mawshall.” As the Dalmatian tripped and rolled against the others into the elevator.

“You like him?” Daniel asked curiously.

Lando nodded his head. “Yeah. He’s funny.”

Daniel smiled, turning to Max. “And which one is your favorite?” he asked his former team mate.

“Chase” Max answered without hesitation and with a very serious face.

Daniel nodded as his eyes moved to Alex, who stiffened a little. Already knowing what the man’s question was going to be, before it actually came. “And what about you Alex? Which one do you like?”

Alex bit his lip, not sure what to answer. Unlike the two other toddlers he didn’t have a clear favorite, so in the end he shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t know. Like them all.”

To his surprise there was no judgment in the Australian’s eyes Alex noticed, as the man simply nodded. “They are all special pups aren’t they?” To which Alex could only agree. “Just like you three.”

Lando giggled. “We no pups” he commented. “Silly Dani’l.”

At the same time as Alex huffed, surprising himself a little. “Not pup, mower cat” he shyly spoke.

Daniel laughed. “Okay you can be a cat” the man said. “And you are far nicer than the cats on there.” Pointing in the direction of the screen, making Alex smile. “They give cats a bad name, aren’t they.” Making Alex nod furiously in agreement. The really were.

**

Somehow after a couple of episodes Alex must have dozen off, because the next thing he was aware of was a shout of “ Cawos”. A shout that could only have come from Lando. Blinking his eyes open he saw the British toddler being picked up by his team mate. “Missed you” Lando said, hugging Carlos tightly.

“Missed you too mono” Carlos replied with a found smile, hugging the boy back. Making Alex feel a twinge of jealousy. Once again feeling envious of his fellow toddlers who had such caring team mates, or former in Max case.

A hand running through his hair made him look up in surprise, meeting Nico’s kind eyes and smile. Alex suspected that something in his demeanor must have given him away. But then his eyes widened. That meant Daniel must have told him what had happened in the garage earlier, he realized as his cheeks heat up with a blush.

“Go say goodbye to Max and Alex” he heard Carlos say. The Spaniard putting the toddler back on the ground and distracting Alex from his embarrassment. Lando grinned and skipped back over to the sofa, climbing onto it and throwing his arms around Max. The older toddler laughed, playfully pushing the Brit back a bit, before hugging him back. Lando laughed as well as he let go of Max. Turning he crawled over towards Nico and Alex, grabbing Alex his hand and pulling him closer. With a smile Alex let it happen as Lando’s arms circled around him once he was off Nico's lap, hugging him close. “Will miss you” the little Brit whispered in his ear.

It made Alex smile widen a little. He would miss Lando as well. It was truly great to spend time with him again, even if they mostly watched television. Due to the whole toddler situation they hadn’t seen each other much, but hopefully that would change from now on. “Me too” he whispered back, tightening his hold a little on Lando, before letting go. Lando smiled brightly at him, leaning closer to pack Alex his cheek and then he was off the sofa again, toddling back to Carlos.

The Spaniard placed A protective hand on the toddler’s shoulder. “Say thank you to Daniel and Nico.”

“Thank you Dan, Nico” Lando said sweetly, but with a cheeky grin.

“You are welcome little man” Daniel said offering his hand for a high five, to which Lando immediately complied. Pleased Daniel ruffled the boy’s brown hair.

“Really thank you” Carlos said, which was directed at both men.

“Don’t mention it” Nico told him friend. “We love to take him."

Daniel nodded in agreement. “Yeah and Lando loved the little Paw Patrol marathon we had, didn’t you?” Lando nodded, smiling brightly, causing Carlos to smile as well.

“Well we better go” Carlos stated and Lando waved enthusiastically at Max and him and Alex waved back at him. He did so until Carlos and Lando left the room, when his smile disappeared. All the sudden feeling sad that Lando was truly gone and he was already missing him.

“Alrighty, I think it’s time for food now, what do you think?” Daniel asked.

Max cheered. “Yay. Food!”

Nico chuckled. “Is the little lion hungry?” Poking Max his tummy as Max nodded.

“Okay than, Max let’s go to the toilet before we can go” Daniel said, waiting for the toddler to climb off the sofa. “Nico can you help Alex with his shoes?”

“Of course” the German nodded. Moving to look down at Alex. “Can you grab your shoes for me?” With a nod, Alex let himself slide off of the sofa and walking over to were his and Daniel’s shoes were placed some time during their Paw Patrol marathon. Picking them up he quickly moved back over to the German. “Thank you” the man said, taking them from Alex so he could climb back on the sofa. Once he was seated Nico put Alex his shoes on with care, but letting Alex fastening the Velcro straps himself. “Good job” the man complimented, making Alex beam with pride.

“Alex your turn” Daniel called out as he and Max came out of the bathroom. Nodding his head, Alex hurried over to him.

**

A little later the four of them left the hotel room and Alex smiled happily, holding onto Daniel’s his hand. Even if they hadn’t done anything truly special so far and neither was going out for lunch, Daniel and Nico had made him feel special by taking him. Had made him feel cared for and that was why he was feeling happy and pleased.

 

 

Notes:

Mono means monkey in Spanish. At least if the internet has taught me right 🙈
As to why the teams seemed to be still so busy while some of the drivers are toddlers, well I grab on the power of fanfiction and note to the title of this fic, as in my mind they magically seemed to still have to work on the cars and on strategy like they normally would.So please just go with that or make up your own reason for it if you want 😉

Comments and kudos are very much appreciated! And suggestions are welcome as well.

Chapter 19: A new season brings changes

Summary:

With the new FE season just around the corner Jean-Eric suddenly find himself taking care of a toddler, while Antonio has other things to get used to.

To have a toddler around every day was a bit of an adjustment, Jean-Eric couldn’t deny that. Especially after having André as a team mate the previous season, who like himself had been very much an adult. But now as the new season was about to start the situation was completely different. André had left for Porsche and Antonio had joined the team. Meaning that he was responsible for a toddler all of a sudden. Which if he was honest wasn’t all that bad. Antonio was a pretty happy and relaxed toddler, who liked to pretend he was all tough and cool. And one that liked to borrow Jean-Eric’s sunglasses, which was why he was now walking around with a pair of cheaper spare ones. He would give them to Antonio whenever he reached for the ones on his nose, as apparently they were far more interesting than the children version Antonio owned. 

Today however Antonio wasn’t focused on sunglasses. No instead the normally cheerful boy was pouting in a corner and that was reason for concern. That was why Jean-Eric kept an careful eye on the toddler. Aware that something was clearly bothering the boy. He just had no idea what it could possibly be and Antonio simply refused to tell him. Which was very confusing as this morning he had acted normal. The toddler had smiled and chatted happily all throughout breakfast. It hadn’t been until just before they arrived at the garage that the boy’s demeanor had suddenly changed. His smile had dropped, being replaced by a sad, almost disappointed frown. Confused and a little curious Jean-Eric had looked around, seeing a lot of other drivers and toddlers. Some of which who were playing together, but nothing out of the ordinary in his eyes or that could be upsetting to Antonio. Not that it had stopped him from asking and trying to figure out the problem, but the boy had stubbornly refused to answer any of his questions. Leaving him with a strange feeling of powerlessness and frustration, but there was nothing more he could do. Instead he had decided to give the boy some space and hoped Antonio would eventually open up, but so far it didn’t seem to be working.

“Good morning cat people.” A loud British voice called out. Startling him out of his worries. Slightly annoyed he turned around to see Sam Bird strolling into the garage.

Still he plastered a smile on his face. “Bonjour Sam” he greeted his friend. Wondering out loud, “What brings you here today?”

The man gave a nonchalant shrug while walking over. “Don’t have much to do, so I came to check how things were going here, now that you have a little team mate and all.”

That didn’t surprise him and he gave the man a smile, before his eyes were drawn back to Antonio. “Things are okay. Antonio is just upset today for whatever reason” he said honestly and even he could hear his own concern in his voice. But he knew he didn’t need to lie or pretend with his friend. 

Sam followed his gaze. “He does seem sad. What happened?”

“Don’t you think that if I knew, I wouldn’t have fixed it already?” he countered, letting his frustrations come out for a moment. “And speaking of toddlers. Where is your own little team mate?” Noticing how Antonio's face suddenly seemed to darken, making him wonder if it had anything to do with Robin. 

“Oh Robin is with Nico. The two of them get along great, knowing each other from DTM and all” Sam explained. But his words barely registered with Jean-Eric as to his horror he saw a tear rolling down Antonio’s cheek. It was enough to immediately spurt him into action. Rushing over to the toddler and picking up the now distressed boy.

“Shh chérie, don’t cry” he soothed, as Antonio almost angrily rubbed his tears away. “I’ve got you.” Rubbing circles over the boy's back.

Sam who had been left dumbfounded, watched them with a confused frown. “What just happened?” he questioned. “I only said that R….” Jean-Eric threw him a sharp look, silencing the Brit. Leaving the man stunned, but then his eyes widened. “Oh" he mouthed. 

Both of them coming to the realization that Robin was somehow involved in whatever was bothering the little Portuguese. Now he just needed to figure out how, he thought as he turned his attention back to the sobbing boy in his arms. It made his heart clench painfully to see Antonio crying like that as well as making him helpless. Wishing desperately that he could take the boy’s pain away, but on the other hand it made him even more determined to help him.

Giving the toddler a few moments to calm down a little before asking, “Want to tell me what’s wrong now?” Avoiding any judgment in his voice, just calmness and care. “I can’t help you if you don’t.”

Tearful dark eyes slowly looked up at him, hesitant and insecure. “He no want me” the boy eventually sniffed sadly and it broke Jean-Eric’s heart. It hurt more than he was willing to admit to see his team mate so upset. Not to mention that someone so young shouldn’t be feeling unwanted.

Struggling to hold back his own emotions, he took a deep breath, knowing that he needed to stay calm in regard of the toddler. “Who doesn’t want you anymore?” he carefully asked. “Robin?” The name alone was enough to make fresh tears well up in Antonio’s eyes, so Jean-Eric pulled him close, hugging him. Naturally he was aware of the friendship and closeness between Antonio and Robin. Not to mentioned that last season André and him had babysat the two of them together more than once.

Behind him Sam chuckled. Offended he cradled Antonio’s head close, throwing the Brit a stern look over his shoulder. How dare he find anything about this situation laughable. This was a serious matter. Something Sam seemed to realize as well as he threw his arms up, showing he meant no harm. “Antonio you have nothing to be worried about sweetheart” Sam said. Stepping closer, focused on the toddler. Tentatively reaching out to caress the boy’s hair. “Do you know what the first thing was that Robin asked me this morning?”

Sniffling Antonio pulled away from Jean-Eric’s shoulder. Eyes red and puffy as he shyly shook his head.

“He asked if he could see you today” Sam told him kindly. Pointing a finger at the toddler. And Jean-Eric didn’t doubt that was the truth. For one the Brit wouldn't lie and secondly because it sounded very much like something Robin would do. 

“Reawly?” Antonio asked soft, but slightly hopeful.

Sam gave him a  bright smile. “Yes. He always asks about Toni. And sure with Nico here Robin has another close friend here, but Nico will never replace you young man.”

Taking it in, Antonio slowly rubbed his left eye with his wrist. “Wobin want me?”

Sam’s smiled transformed into a kind grin. “Of course he does. And I know for a fact that you are his favorite nap buddy.” Poking the little boy’s tummy.

It made Antonio giggle a little. Then he looked up at Jean-Eric with hopeful brown eyes. “Nap time yet?”

Chuckling he shook his head. Of course that was the question Antonio went with. “No, not yet. We still have to eat lunch before that.” Suppressing a laugh when Antonio immediately opened his mouth again, in favor of adding, “And no, we still have an hour and a half before lunch.” Pulling up his sleeve, he pointed at his watch. “See both hands need to be at the top for that.” Disappointed Antonio eyed the watched, pouting. “More importantly we have to ask Sam if he is okay with you two napping together first” he continued to explain.

Nodding the boy quickly turned back to Sam. “Wobin nap with me?” he asked. Puppy dog eyes in full display. “Pwease.”

“You can bring him over to my room after lunch” Jean-Eric threw in, backing his boy. He was more than willing to have the Dutch toddler over. Even more so now that he knew just how important it was to his little team mate.

“Yeah sure” Sam nodded. Cooperating without even a moment of hesitation. “Guess I will go tell Robin the news” he said with a smile. “See you two later.” And with that he made his way out of the garage, leaving a grinning Antonio behind. 

**

“Nap time boys” Jean-Eric said as he carefully placed Robin next to Antonio on the bed. Smiling as the Dutch boy immediately rolled over to face Antonio, snuggling up against him with his thumb in his mouth. To make it even cuter Antonio curled his little arm around him. His cheetah cuddling toy, that he had gotten as a welcome present from the team, clutched to his chest with the other one. “Fais de beaux rêves.” Tucking them in. Antonio gave him a sleepy smile, while Robin yawned rather loudly. Smiling he leaned down to place a kiss on both of their heads, before getting up and closing the curtains, making the room dark. Quietly leaving the room to the adjoined room that was his own.

There he settled himself on the bed. Waiting a while, listening if things stayed quiet in the other room before he texted Sam. Boys are in bed and sound asleep.

And you didn’t take a picture? Was the reply he got back.

Rolling his eyes, he send back. And risk waking them with the flash. No thanks.

The response to that was a sad emoji, closely followed by the winking one that sticks out it’s tongue.

**

At some point he must have dozen off, because the next thing he became aware of was someone panicky shouting his name. Startled he scrambled to sit up. Listening, but everything was quiet, making him thing he must have dreamed it. "Jev!” The second shout had I’m up and off the bed in no time. That was Antonio, he realized with fright as he made his way into the other room. Switching on the light he saw Antonio sitting up upon the bed with Robin held in his arms. The Dutch boy had silent tears running over his cheeks, while Antonio looked at him expectantly with worried eyes. The toddler obviously expected him to take care of Robin which of course he would. Moving around the bed  he sat down on the edge, reaching out to carefully place a hand on Robin’s forehead. Not wanting to startle the boy as he checked for a fever, which he hadn't. “What’s wrong Robin?” he asked softly, but the boy just continued to cry. Curiously he glanced over to Antonio. “Do you know what happened?”

The toddler shook his head. “He cwied wake me.” Sounding very concerned about his friend.

“Did something happen Robin?” he tried again, keeping his voice soft. Part of him didn't want to pressure the already upset boy, but it was the only way to figure out what had happened or if something was wrong with Robin. Just because he didn't have a fever didn't mean he wasn't sick or feeling unwell.

“Pwease tell” Antonio helpfully added in encouragement. Making Robin looked up at him, hesitant. Tears still falling from his eyes, as the boy kept his mouth shut. To the point that Jean-Eric started to think he wouldn’t tell them, but then the toddler opened his mouth and sobbed. “Ni’tmawe.”

Oh that explained things, was the first thing that ran through his mind. Gathering the trembling boy into his arms, he frowned. Robin never had trouble sleeping at his place or together with Antonio before and that worried him a little. “It was only a bad dream Robin” he still said calmly. “And it’s over now.” As Antonio moved closer to them as well. The Portuguese little hand moving over the one Jean-Eric had cradled on the back of Robin’s neck and head, to softly pat the Dutch boy’s head. “We’ve got you now” he soothingly continued, sending a wink to Antonio. The toddler beamed at that. Sitting up to replace his hand with a kiss and that might just be the sweetest thing he had ever seen. But at the same time he couldn’t help but feel concerned about Robin. Hoping that nothing had triggered his nightmare.

After a while Robin’s cries slowly died down to soft hiccups, making Jean-Eric feel confident enough to dare to ask a little further. “Do you remember what your nightmare was about?” Because if it wasn’t a random one and was about something that had happened or that Robin had seen, he needed to deal with that.

Robin shook his head, wiping his eyes with his hand. “Was alone.”

That might point to a random one, Jean-Eric thought. Carefully pulling Robin’s hand away and wiping a lone tear away with his thumb. “You just remember being alone?” Which Robin confirmed with a little nod. “Well you are not alone chérie” he comforted the toddler. “You’ve got me and Antonio here.” Getting a grin from the Portuguese, who grabbed Robin’s hand. “And of course you’ve got Sam, who I know loves you very much.”

“I love Wobin too” Antonio protested with a pout. Causing Robin to let out a barely audible giggle as he looked at his friend while Jean-Eric ruffled his team mate’s hair with a fond smile.

Then Robin turned to look up at him with uncertain eyes. "Sam hewe?" the boy asked shyly.

Feeling a bit sad to crush the boy's hope, Jean-Eric shook his head. “No, not yet. He is coming to pick you up later.” To his surprise Robin didn’t look disappointed however. Instead the boy's eyes cleared as he seemingly realized where he was and why, so he just gave an almost understanding nod. 

“No want to sleep no mowe” Robin surprised him by saying. Causing him to frown as he glanced at his watch. The toddlers hadn’t even slept an hour yet, far from their normal standard, but he could also understand why Robin didn’t want to go back to sleep. That left him with a bit of a conflict. Knowing the boys needed more sleep, but at the same time he doubted it was a good idea to force Robin to continue his nap. Worrying his lower lip he considered his options, before deciding to go back to his own room to let the boys watch some television. Not an ideal option, but maybe it would get the toddlers relaxed enough to hopefully fall back asleep. 

“Okay I will let you two watch some television” he told them, being met with cheers from Antonio. “But only this once.” He warned him. Not planning on making it a frequent thing. Not that the Portuguese seemed to listen. He was already off the bed and making his way to the other room. Jean-Eric watched him got with a light shake of his head. Getting up with himself as well with Robin in his arms.

“Thank you” the boy whispered shyly, resting his head on the Frenchman’s shoulder. It was clear he was still tired, but fear for another nightmare withheld him from wanting to go back to sleep.

“You’re welcome.” Making a mental note to give Sam a compliment on how well behaved the toddler was. Knowing that that was a point of attention for the Brit, who felt that it was crucial for Robin’s upbringing.

Walking into the other room he placed the little Dutchman on the bed where Antonio was already waiting in anticipation. Robin crawled over to his friend, settling down next to him. Close enough so that they were shoulder to shoulder. Grabbing the remote from the nightstand Jean-Eric sat down on the bed as well, next to Robin, although keeping a bit of distance. Knowing that although tired, Robin wasn't always one that liked to be cuddled. But with a hint of surprise he noticed that Robin reached an arm our for him, wanting him to get closer. And who was he to deny the boy, so Jean-Eric complied with a smile. Making himself  more comfortable as Robin turned to him, cuddling up against his side. Antonio followed his example and let his head rest on Robin’s shoulders. Smiling he threw an arm about both boys, before turning on the television and zapping to a kids channel.

**

Some time had passed as Jean-Eric had opted to answering emails on his phone. Not really interested in the kids show playing on the screen and using the opportunity to get some work done. When he realized it was awfully quiet next to him as it had been a while since he had heard any noise from either of the toddlers. Curious he glanced over, his lips curling up into a smile as he saw that both boys were fast asleep. Robin his thumb had fallen almost out of his mouth, while Antonio’s forehead was pressed against the Dutch boy’s shoulder blade. It was such an adorable sight that he decided to take a picture of it, before a selfie to include himself as well. Sending the last one to Sam and after some hesitation André as well.

Seconds later he received a reaction from Sam, including only hearts and heart eye emojis. To André's however he got no response and Jean-Eric wasn't sure how to feel about it. Maybe he was reading to much into it at it was a real possibility that the German was just busy, but something inside him couldn't help but feel that things truly changed between them. Although André had sworn to him nothing would, even when they were no longer team mates and that was a bitter pill to swallow. But looking down at the two sleeping toddlers next to him he decided not to dwell on it. Pushing the worries to the back of his mind, he decided to bring the subject up to André an other time. Now he just wanted to enjoy what he had right here with the two sleeping boys. 

 

 

Notes:

Fais de beaux rêves - Sweet dreams.

So I haven't decided if Nico should be an adult or a toddler in future chapters. And what about André. Should he stay an adult? What do you all think? Or if you have any other ideas, I am always open for suggestions. And of course I hope you all enjoyed this chapter as well.

Comments and Kudos are very appreciated!

Chapter 20: Christmas Special

Summary:

Daniel, Nico and Carlos spend Christmas with 5 toddlers.

Notes:

I know some of the things in here don't make sense. Like drivers taking care of their toddler (ex) team mates for over a year now. Or in this case the toddler spending Christmas with Daniel, Carlos and Nico instead of their own families, but like the title of this fic says, it's 'like magic'. I ignore the common sense in favor of imo fun chapters and I hope you all can do the same :)

This was originally planned to be posted around Christmas, but there went more time into writing this then I anticipated. Including a bit of a writerblock, so my excuses for it being a little late.

“Be careful” Daniel told Lando, handing him a glass of milk. It was only ¾ filled, making the chance the toddler would spill it a little smaller. Watching the toddler, who was fully concentrated on walking over to the side table, where Max and Alex were placing cookies on a plate. 

“I think that’s enough boys” Nico told the two boys. “Santa still has to fit through the chimney after all.” Helping to steady the glass of milk as Lando placed it on the table as the toddlers giggled over his comment.

“Do you think Santa will like?” Alex asked the German. Eyes full anticipation.

Ruffling the boy’s hair, Nico knelt down behind him, keeping the toddler between his knees. Looking at the tree and table with a smile. “I just know he’ll love it.” And how could anyone not with all the time the boys had put into it. They had helped decorating the tree with unbreakable and stuffed ornaments. George and Stoffel moved closer to him, making his smile widen, wrapping his arms around both boys. “You really did a good job boys” he complimented proudly.

The door bell broke the moment and had Zeus, who had been sleeping on his pillow, running to the door barking. “I’ll get it” Carlos said, being closest to the door. Careful not to step on the little dog and opening the door. “Mr. and Mrs. Ricciardo” he greeted with a smile.

“Carlos, good to see you” Grace greeted. Placing a kiss on each of his cheeks, before walking in. Her husband following her example to greet the Spaniard.

“Grace” Max cheered, running over with a bright grin. A scene that warmed Daniel’s heart. The toddler had started to feel like family to him over the last few months and he tried very hard not to think about what would happen when the little Dutchman got turned back to normal.

“Hello sweetheart” Grace greeted the boy. Lifting the boy up. “Look at how big you are getting.” Which was funny as non of the boys had grown an inch since they got turned into toddlers. But Daniel choose not to comment on it and moved over to his mother.

“Mom.” Greeting her with a half hug and a kiss. Carefully minding the toddler now on his mother hip. “I hope you had a good travel.” Getting a nod in confirmation from the woman, who was too busy with Max to go into detail. Amused Daniel turned to his father. “Dad.”

“Son. Thanks for inviting us” Joe smiled. Not that Daniel had a choice. He couldn’t get it over his heart to visit them for Christmas and leave Max behind, deciding to stay in Monaco for the Holidays instead. So he had invited his parents to come to him this year. For Nico and Carlos things had been a little different. With both of them being from Europe, they had more opportunities to visit their families, and both of their parents had been very understanding when they voiced their plans of spending Christmas together with the toddlers. Especially Carlos his mother had been very vocal about liking the idea. Telling her son that the toddlers shouldn't be alone for Christmas, and that the holiday was all about spending time with loved ones and not just family. He would get enough other opportunities to do that. 

“Did you boys help decorate the tree?” Grace asked, looking at the tree in approval.

“We did” Alex grinned proudly. Max nodding along. “Me, Max, George, Lando and Stoffel” the boy summed up.

“Well you all did a fantastic job” Grace complimented them. Making the boys beam.

“They sure did” Nico said. “Hello Mrs. Ricciardo.”

“Nico” she greeted. Handing Max to him, after the toddler made grabby hands at the German.

“I hate the be the bringer of bad new” Carlos said. “But I think it’s time for the boy’s to go to bed.” Earning groans from all the toddlers, who didn’t look happy. But it was getting late and he didn't want to deal with overly tired toddlers on Christmas day.

“No, don’t wanna” Max said. Crossing his arms in front of his chest with a pout.

“Chili please” Lando begged. Alex and George giving the Spaniard their best puppy dog eyes. Stoffel also looked at him pleading. The boy a little more shyly, still getting used to the for him more unfamiliar toddlers around him.

“But you boys don’t want to be too tired to unwrap your presents tomorrow, don’t you” Daniel told them calmly, backing up the Spaniard. And not above using a bit of blackmail to get the boys to bed. Especially when it was effective. The boys their resolve disappearing rather quickly. 

“Want present” George gasped in horror.

“Then you better go to bed, like a good boy” Nico told him. The adults laughing in amusement as the boy immediately got up, almost tripping over his own feet in his hurry to get to the bedroom.

“Chili huwwy” Lando said. Impatiently pulling the chuckling Spaniard along with him.

Daniel started to move as well, but Nico placed a hand on his shoulder, shaking his head. “We’ve got this. You stay with your parents.” Getting a grateful smile from the Aussie.

**

“Okay listen up, this is how we are gonna do this” Carlos told the toddlers. “I will help you brush your teeth one by one. Then you will go to the toilet and Nico will put you in bed.” Feeling satisfied when all the boys nodded. “Lando why don’t you go first.” Smiling as the boy skipped over to him.

A little later Nico had three toddlers in the bed. Well if you could call the queen size mattress, used over the width instead of the length at the feet of Daniel's bed, that. “What side do you want Stoffel?” Nico asked the boy, who just entered the bedroom. The boy pointing to Max’s side, choosing it over George’s. Nodding the German lifted the boy up and carefully placed him next to his friend, handing him a turtle cuddly toy.

A few moment later Alex crawled in on George’s side even before Nico could ask. Snuggling up against the Brit his back, who was pretty much spooning Lando, who in his turn was snuggled up against Max. The Dutch boy was lying on his back with Stoffel resting his head on the pillow above his shoulder.

“Want Carlos to read you a bedtime story?” Nico asked. Throwing a grin at the Spaniard when his suggestion was met with slightly tired cheers.

Rolling his eyes, Carlos took the book from the German’s hands. Crouching down to sit on the mattress. Carefully minding Zeus who was curled up at the boy’s feet. “It was the night before Christmas…”

**

“I really admire what you guys are doing for the boys” Grace told them as Nico and Carlos rejoined them. The first having stayed to watch the bedtime story time with fond eyes. “It can’t be easy taking care of five toddlers.”

"It isn't" Nico said, letting himself fall into an empty chair. A little relieved to have the boys in bed and the evening for themselves. 

“It’s a lot” Daniel admitted. “But for Christmas it’ll be worth it.” Nico and Carlos nodding along, both feeling the same. No matter how demanding it was, all three of them wanted to give the boys a Christmas they would never forget. And from experience they had learned that keeping the boys busy was the best way to go. It kept them from being bored and tired them out. Which Daniel considered a win-win.

Joe smiled, padding his son’s shoulder out of pride.

“Should we put the gifts under the tree already?” Carlos wondered. But both Nico as Daniel shook their heads.

“No they might still come out” Daniel explained to the man. “I remember being far too excited to go to sleep when I was young.”

“Tell me about it” Joe told him. “Maybe not at the age of the boys. But when you were a little older we had to send you to your room repeatedly." Smiling fondly at the memory.

“I was the same” Nico shared with them, looking a little bashful.

In the end none of the boys came out, but Daniel and Carlos both had to go back to the bedroom to tell them to go to sleep, after lots of giggles came from the bedroom. And around 11pm the men found it safe to grab the carefully hiding bags with gifts. Placing them under and around the Christmas tree.

**

The next morning shouts of “It’s Christmas!” woke Daniel and Nico up. Quickly followed by the sensation of the bed dipping at multiple places at the foot of the bed. “Wake up.” It was Max who had shouted that, jumping up and down the bed, before letting himself fall on top of Nico.

“Ooph” the German groaned. “Careful there.” Not able to keep the smile of his face as he developed the boy in his arms. Pressing a kiss to his head. Stoffel dropped down next to him on his knees. His eyes sparkling with joy. “It’s Christmas Nico” he grinned happily.

“Pwesents. Pwesents” Lando cheered, jumping up and down.

“Can we go see?” Alex asked excitedly. Looking at Daniel with expecting eyes, as did George, straddling the Aussie’s leg.

“If you let us get up, you can” Daniel told them with a grin. Laughing as the boys scrambled to give them room. Max rolling off of Nico as fast as he could. Smiling the German got out of bed. Daniel following his example, lifting Lando off of the bed as well.

“Trees” the little boy giggled, pointing at Daniel’s pajamas. They were red and indeed covered all over with Christmas trees. Nico’s on the other hand were blue and had snowman’s on them.

“Wait.” Lando frowned, glancing around the bedroom. “Where Cawlos?” he asked, looking a little worried.

“He’s on the couch” Nico told him with a grin. The two of them had fought over who would take the couch the day before. With Nico using his height as an excuse. It had been enough to make Carlos give in. Rather spending a night on the couch then having to listen to Nico whine about his back on Christmas day.

Hearing that Lando ran out of the room. Followed on his heels by the others. “After you” Daniel said, holding open the door for Nico. Planning to see if his parents were awake, before joining the rest.

“Chili wake up. Wake up!” Lando said. Running into the living room and shaking the Spaniard. Even though he had his eyes were already open. Rolling his eyes a little, the man lifted the toddler on to his stomach. Tickling his stomach and making him laugh. 

“Look Nico presents” Stoffel said in awe. Eying the small mountain of gifts in amazement. Which looked like a lot, but hey there were nine of them.

“Santa came” Alex gasped a little in disbelieve. Eyeing the now empty plate, cookies that unbeknownst to him had been eaten by Nico, and the empty glass. But then he grinned and joined Stoffel and George.

“Can we open?” George asked excitingly. A present already in his hands.

“Let’s wait a moment until everyone is here” Nico told him. Much to the boy’s disappointment.

“Good morning” Joe said, entering the room behind his son.

Grace clapped her hands together. “Who is ready for presents?”

“Me! Me!” Sounded it from multiple mouths. All sounding equally excited and happy as the jumped up and down.

“Alright then. Everyone take a seat around the tree” Daniel told them. He himself taking a seat of the armrest of the couch, turning to his mother. “Mom if you would do the honors.” The woman smiled at her son. Making sure her bathrobe was tied properly around her waist, before leaning down to grab a present.

“Let’s see, this one is for… Lando” she said. Smiling as the boy beamed and excepted the gift.

“Open it” Carlos encouraged the suddenly hesitant boy. Making the boy look up at him for a moment, before he started to tear off the paper. Stilling a moment as his eyes widened. Then he lifted what was inside, proudly showing everyone the Valentino Rossi Christmas ornament he had gotten. “We’ll hang it in the tree later, si?” Carlos told him and Lando nodding eagerly.

“Okay the next one is for, Stoffel” Daniel said. Gifting the boy his present.

Full anticipation the boy ripped of the paper. Grinning when his eyes fell upon the pack of Pokémon cards. “Yes” he cheered happily.

“Max this one is for you” Joe told the Dutch boy. Taking the present the boy started tearing off the paper. Grinning when he saw he had gotten a pair of PSV pj’s.

Daniel gasped. “Wait those aren’t Ajax ones.” Laughing as the little boy turned to glare at him. It never failed to amuse him to tease him with that.

In the mean time Nico had gotten up and picked up a gift. “Let’s see, this one is for George.” Causing the Brit’s eyes to lit up. He took a little more time to unwrapping his present. Smiling brightly when it uncovered a book that he had had his eye on for a while according to Robert. “Thank you Santa” he grinned. Already browsing through the pages in interest.

“My turn” Carlos said, jumping up. “Let’s see, this one has to be for… Alex” he said after a dramatic pause. Handing the grinning boy, who made grabby hands at him, the gift. Understanding the boy’s impatience, after all he was the last toddler to get one. And the boy’s grin only grew when he found a color book with markers.

“Looks like you can color again” Daniel told him with a wink. The Thai had almost filled the one he already owned. Coloring was one of his favorite things to do and he was already doing a good job at coloring in-between the lines as well.

Now that all the toddlers had all gotten a present, it was time to move on to the adults. Grace kneeling down next to Lando, telling him the gift she had placed in his hands was for Carlos. The little Brit quickly walked over the Spaniard. “Hewe” he said with a grin, placing it on Carlos his lap. Unwrapping it the McLaren driver fought the urge to roll his eyes when it contained a pair of Daniel his socks. Only the Aussie would choose that as a gift. Nico’s present actually turned out to be for Zeus, containing dog treats. Making the small dog to stand up against the German’s legs as he waited impatiently to accept one. For Grace there was a new scarf and Daniel got an ugly Christmas sweater, much to the toddlers their amusement. Even more so when George got one as well moments later. Especially Lando found it really funny, the small toddler falling over in a fit of giggles. For Joe there was a shower set and Nico unsurprisingly also found a pair of socks. “Original” the man told the Aussie under his breath as Joe handed Lando a present that contained a kids golf set. “Only for outside” Carlos was quick to warn him.

Stoffel and Max were the next ones to receive and Christmas sweater, making Lando look a little disappointed. For George there was Lego. Alex got a game and Stoffel a puzzle. Grace was happy with the earrings she got, sending a kiss her son’s way. Than to his joy Lando finally received an ugly sweater as well. The boy insisting that Carlos helped him put it on immediately, wearing it with a big grin. Carlos himself got something way better to wear in his opinion, getting the Real Madrid away shirt. Joe got a watch and Alex got a sweater as well. Once it was Daniel’s turn he was touched to find a little box containing a necklace with a lion hanger on it. Blinking quickly before actual tears could form into his eyes, he moved them to look at Max fondly. He had always valued the friendship with the Dutchman, but as a toddler the boy truly earned a place in his heart. Still smiling he glanced at the other adults in wonder of who had gifted this to him. Finding his answer in the secret smile on his mother’s lips. And Daniel could have hit himself, of course such a meaningful gift came from his own mother. That’s why he wasn’t surprised when Max got a stuffed honey badger just moments later. Meeting his mother’s eyes he winked as Max hugged his new cuddly toy close.

**

Later that morning as Carlos snapped a photo of all the boys in their Christmas sweater, and Nico added the Hulk charm with Zeus name on it to the dogs collar. Daniel used the opportunity to take a seat between his parents. “Thank you for coming.” Feeling truly blessed that he had gotten to share this experience with both of his parents.

“Are you kidding me? I wouldn’t have missed this for the world” Grace told him, patting his knees.

“It’s the closest thing we'll get to having grandkids from you for a while” Joe teased him with a wink.

“Dad” Daniel gasped. Even if it was true. He just wasn’t ready for it. Hell he didn’t even have someone special in his life at the moment. Although he couldn’t deny the fact that having someone to take care of felt pretty awesome and fulfilling. And that it had made him think of what it would be like to have a child of his own more than once. Yet he knew he couldn't compare it to the situation with Max. Now he could just bring the toddler to the Red Bull garage when he needed his hands free or felt like having a day for himself. Even if the later rarely happened. In many ways he had been co-parenting Max with Nico for months. But when he'd have child of his own he wouldn't have that back up system, as all the responsibility would fall solely on him.

“Maybe one day” he told his father. Not wanting to make promises he wasn’t sure he could fulfill. But right now he wanted to live his life. Feeling too young to truly settle down.

Max came over, still holding his honey badger. And with a smile Daniel lifted the boy onto his laps. 'Unless it was with Max' he finished his previous though. For him he was willing to play house.

“Have you named him yet?” Grace asked the toddler, gesturing to the stuffed animal.

Biting his lip, Max looked thoughtful for a moment, then shook his head. Looking up at Daniel for help.

“How about we keep it simple and just name him ‘Honey’” he suggested. Max lips spreading into a grin, nodding his head in approval. Grabbing the stuffed animal Daniel booped it’s nose on Max’s, causing him giggle. Taking the animal back, Max cuddled up against Daniel and hugging ‘Honey’ close to his chest.

Wrapping his arms around the boy, Daniel couldn’t help but feel satisfied as he looked around the room. Carlos was helping Lando and Alex put together the golf set, promising the boys that they would go out and play with it later. While Nico was sitting at the table, building the lego sets with Stoffel and George. Both boys having a smile on their faces.

It had been a pretty darn successful Christmas the Aussie concluded with a smile.

 

 

  

Chapter 21: Gone (Sébastien/Ollie)

His heart was hammering against his chest. Pure panic rising within him. ‘Where is he? Where is he’ Ran through Sébastien’s mind. Anxiously looking around. Trying to locate the little boy in a sea of mostly adult bodies. He did see several toddlers, but not the one he was so desperately looking for. How could he have been so stupid?! To not watch him. To tell the little Brit to wait a little longer, even after noticing the boy was losing his patient. He had said he was almost done, yet had selfishly continued his conversation with Jean-Eric. Simply losing track of time. And now, now Ollie was gone! Merde!

“Oliver!” The shout tore from his throat. His chest felt tight, as if he couldn’t breathe. Making him desperately pull at the zipper on the collar of his jacket. Hoping it would give him more access to oxygen. But it wasn't helping and he could feel himself starting to hyperventilate. Gasping for air.

Two hands suddenly took a hold of both of his shoulders, turning him a little. His unfocused eyes landed on Jean-Eric more calm ones. “Breath” the Frenchman commanded. “It’s gonna be okay” he vaguely heard the man say over the ringing in his ears. “You go and check the garage and I’ll check that way.” Pointing to the opposite side of the paddock. But he couldn’t move. Panic being replaced by shock, paralyzing him. “Go” Jean-Eric told him. It was enough for him to force his feet to start moving. He needed to find Ollie and fast.

Moving one foot in front of the other, and again and again, until he found himself running towards the Nissan garage. But than he stopped abruptly. Scowling at himself. What was he doing? He needed to pay attention to his surroundings as well. To keep looking. Oliver could be anywhere, maybe even close by. Sucking in a breath, he took a moment to calm himself. Then he glanced around and continued to do so the rest of the way to the garage. Occasionally calling out Oliver’s name.

By the time the garage came into view he was desperately clinging to the hope that Oliver would be there. But at the same time he had the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that he wasn’t. A suspicion that seemed to be proven right when there was no sign of the toddler as he entered the garage. “Is Ollie here?” he still asked. His heart sinking at seeing the confused looks, telling him everything he needed to know.

“You mean to tell me he is not with you?” Michael Carcamo, their motorsport director stepped forward, looking at him confused and a little concerned.

Cursing Sébastien lowered his head. Unable to meet the man’s eyes, as he shook his head. Cheeks burning up with embarrassment and guilt for losing the toddler the team had entrusted for him to take care of. And now he had failed them, had failed Oliver. And he couldn’t stand the thought of the little boy, out there. He was probably scared and alone. And all because of him.

Michael stayed silent for a moment, and he unconsciously braced himself for whatever would happen next. “Alright, where did you see him last?” Came the surprisingly calm response. Slightly perplexed he dared to glance up. He saw that the man looked indeed calm and collected, although he doubted that was truly the case. 

“Near the Techeetah garage” Sébastien told the man. “I was talking to Vergne and got distracted.” Taking full responsibility. It was his fault and his alone, so it was better to play open card. Not to mention that the last thing he wanted was for some of the blame to fall upon Oliver’s shoulder. Yes he shouldn’t have wondered off, but he was a kid, who got bored because of him. Something he would talk to the toddler about at a later time.

The man gave a curt nod. “Alright people, listen up” he called out for the whole garage to hear. “We need to locate little Oliver Rowland, and we need to do it fast. So drop whatever you are doing. And I’ll split you up in teams” Michael started to direct. When an cough from the entrance of the garage got everyone’s attention.

Whipping his head around, he saw Oliver Turvey standing there, looking awkward and nervous. “That- uh. That won’t be necessary sir” the Brit told them.

Without even being aware he was moving, Sébastien suddenly found himself face to face with his fellow driver. “What do you mean? Have you seen him?” he demanded.

The Brit nodded, slowly. “Yeah, he is over at the BMW garage.” Rubbing his neck, clearly uncomfortable. “With Alex and Max.” But Sébastien barely heard the last part. Already darting out of the garage and sprinting over to the BMW one. Not caring if or who he pushed out of the way. He just had to get to Oliver, and that was all that mattered to him. As his heart pounded in his chest in anticipation.

In his hurry he almost lost his balance, as he entered the BMW garage. A curse was about to slip out, but the words got stuck in his throat when his eyes landed upon a familiar looking toddler. “Oh mon dieu.” Letting out a breath, he didn’t realize he was holding. But the relief he felt was short lived. Quickly being replaced with worry as he noticed the state of the boy, who was crying his little heart out. It took a moment for Oliver to spot him, but once he did his cries changed and he frantically reached out to him. A sight that broke his heart. With big steps he made his way over to Alexander. Taking the crying toddler from the man’s arms and hugging the boy close. Nuzzling his nose into the brown hair, while Oliver clung onto him. With his worry forgotten, his parental instinct took over. “Shh, it’s okay baby. I’ve got you now” he whispered soothingly. Rubbing over the distressed boy’s back. A calmness coming over him because this was familiar territory. Being a father, he knew how to handle an upset child. “It’s alright.”

“Couldn’t- couldn’t find you” the boy sobbed. It was on the tip of his tongue to tell the boy that it was his own fault for wondering off. But he swallowed them back. This was not the time nor the place to berate the boy. It wouldn’t be effective and would only upset the boy even more. They would talk about it later. And with the current state Oliver was in, he doubted the boy would try to do it again anytime soon.

“I know, but I’ve got you now” he whispered. Cradling the back of the boy’s head, keeping him close to him. Swinging from side to side a little. "I've got you."

It took a few minutes, but eventually Oliver’s cries subdued to soft hiccups. Sébastien rocking movements slowly lulling him to sleep. Smiling down on him, the Swiss placed a fond kiss on the boy’s head. The stress of the situation, along with the crying, must have tired the toddler out and Sébastien couldn’t blame him. He himself knew all too well how much impact something like this could have. Even after 25 years he still remembered his own panic from when he thought he had lost his mom in a store. An experience that stayed with him and he had the feeling that it would be the same for Oliver.

“Glad you got here so quickly.” Alexander’s words reminded him of the man’s presence, and the fact that he was in the middle of the BMW garage. “He was pretty frantic when he wondered in here. Nothing I did seemed to calm him” the man confessed. “He couldn’t even tell me what had happened.”

Sadness washed over him. Hating to hear how distressed the boy had been, even if he had seen it first hand. "He wondered off by himself and got lost."

Alexander frowned. Eyes moving down to the toddler. “Oliver?” Clearly surprised by the information. And Sébastien had to agree that it was very uncharacteristic of the toddler.

“It was my fault” he confessed. “I got distracted and he must have gotten bored” he continued to explain.

Alexander nodded. And Sébastian was relieved to see no judgment and only understanding in his eyes. “It isn’t always easy taking care of a toddler” the man stated calm and realistically. Glancing over to Max, who was standing close by. "None of us are perfect. All we can do is learn along the way, right.” Giving him a appreciated smile, Sébastian nodded.

“That we are.” Even with his experience as a father, he was still learning and even struggling to balance work with taking care of Oliver at times. “And thank you for taking care of him.”

“Of course.” Was the only response he got, along with a smile.

“I better take him back to the hotel. Let him sleep.” Glancing down at the boy, now peacefully asleep, in his arms. “Thanks again.” Alexander gave a nod, lifting up Max, who only now dared to come over. Smiling Sébastien reached out to ruffle to boy’s hair.

**

After informing both the team and Jean-Eric that Oliver was safe, he brought the sleeping toddler back to their hotel. Dropping his bag onto the floor after entering the room, before moving to Oliver’s bed. The boy was still fast asleep, tired out by his earlier distress. Choosing to let him sleep, he pulled off the boy’s shoes and tugged him in. Keeping his clothes on, because he didn't want to risk waking him by changing him into his PJ's. The boy needed his rest.

Looking down at the sleeping boy, it was astonishing that such a small, innocent human being, had cost him so much worry and stress. He was just glad nothing bad had happened. He would have never forgiven himself, but luckily the boy was safe. With one last look at the soundly asleep toddler, he got back up and moved over to his own bed. Giving in to the temptation to lie down himself, feeling the need to relax and recover from his frantic worry earlier.

Kicking off his own shoes, he pulled his phone from his pocket. Letting himself fall backwards on the bed. Hesitating a moment and checking his watch, before calling his wife. Needing someone to tell about the event, and getting it off his chest. And there was no better person for that than his wife.

Pressing call, he almost impatiently waited for her to pick up. “Hi hunny, you never believe what happened this morning-.”

**

He must have fallen asleep after that, as he next thing he knew was waking up with a startle. Confused he took in his surroundings, finding the room empty and quiet. Frowning, he wondered what could have possibly woken him. But then he heard it, a soft whimper followed by a sob. Instantly he jumped up from the bed, making his way over to the other room, flicking on the light. Oliver was sitting on the bed with the covers wrapped around him. Eyes squeezed shut because of the sudden brightness, but Sébastien could see the tears streaming down his cheeks. Worried, he cautiously moved over to the bed. Not wanting to startle the boy or upset him even more. Slowly he sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching a tentative hand out to place on the boy's shoulder. Hating how Oliver flinched away, before glancing up at him with red rimmed, tearful eyes. “Oh Ollie what-.” But before he could finish his sentence, the boy threw himself at him. Giving him barely enough time to able to catch him, but it took him a few seconds to actually embrace the boy. Too shocked by the sudden movement. “Shh I’ve got you.” Words that gave him a slight déjà vu to this morning.

“Woke up and-, and you, gone” the boy sobbed. Clinging on to him, like he was afraid Sébastien would suddenly disappear.

“I was only in my room cheri, like always when you take a nap.” But it did nothing to sooth the boy, who seemed to hold on him even tighter. It was why he continued to hum soothingly, rubbing over Oliver’s back. Focusing on calming the toddler, instead of explaining.

It took some time, but eventually Oliver’s cries died down and Sébastien could feel his grip loosening. Still softly hiccuping from time to time, Oliver pulled his head away from the Swiss shoulder, curiously looking around. A frown appearing on his little forehead. “Back in hotel?” he asked, sounding a bit confused. It dawned to him that Oliver must have been disoriented, waking up in a dark room.  

Sébastien nodded. “You were asleep when I brought you back” he explained softly. "And I wanted to let you sleep."

“Oh” the boy mouthed more than said.

“Do you remember what happened earlier?” he softly asked the boy.

Oliver guilty lowered his eyes, nodding his little head. “Got lost" he said soft and ashamed.

“You did” Sébastien confirmed. “Do you want to tell me, why you wondered off by yourself?” Oliver bit his lip, diverting his eyes even more, but stayed silent. “It’s okay, you can tell me. I’m not mad.”

The boy still seemed to hesitate. “I-I was bored” he eventually said, voice barely above a whisper. “Was waiting long time and couldn’t understand.”

The last bit cost a new wave of guilt to hit him. He had been talking French with Jean-Eric. It came naturally, as it was both their mother language. Not for a second he had considered that it could make Oliver feel left out. Making him feel like he was even more to blame for the situation was on him and not on the toddler. 

“Won’t do it again.” Oliver shyly looked up at him as he made that promise, sounding sincere. “Was scary. Don’t wanna do it again…, ever” the boy hurried to add.

As his lips curled up into a smile, he leaned down to press a kiss on the brown hair. “I know.” Truly believing the boy’s promise. “And I’m sorry too.” Confused Oliver tilted his head and looked at him. “For making you wait and feel left out.”

Smiling a little, Oliver brought his little hand up to place on his cheek. “It’s okay.” Huffing out a laugh, he pulled the boy close. Truly touched by the boy’s action and words. Oliver giggled. “Love you Seb.”

“Love you too” he instantly responded. And he really did. He never thought he would say that to a team mate, but with Ollie, especially toddler Ollie, it was impossible not to.

 

Notes:

I'm not sure I am completely happy with this chapter, but after working on it for the past 2 months I finally decided to post it. Still I hope you all like it. Feel free to leave a comment, kudo or suggestion. Or find me on tumblr: Rizz07

Chapter 22: Alexander and Maxi

Notes:

Alexander and Maxi for kimva4ever. I hope this lives up to your expectations 🙈

And yes I am aware that Max doesn't like to be called Maxi anymore, and I do respect that. But seeing as he is a toddler in this, the name Maxi seems fitting as long as he is one.

A soft tuck on his arm woke Alexander up. Opening his eyes, the man automatically reached for his glasses on the nightstand. Putting them on, he blinked a few times to get his eyes to focus. But once they did, he was met with Maxi’s face. A small hesitant smile on the boy’s lips. “Mowning” the boy spoke softly. “Wake up now?” he asked hopeful. Alexander hummed a little, reaching for the nightstand once more. This time grabbing his watch to see it was a little after 7:30am. Making it a little later than he had expected.

“Yes, it's time to wake up.” Yawning, Alexander popped himself up on his elbows. “Good morning Maxi." Smiling to himself when he saw the boy beam a little. Glad to see that the boy was finally starting to get a little more comfortable around him. The little German was quite shy and hadn’t taken the change in team and team mates very well. Maybe even more so because his former team mate, José Maria Lopez, was no longer driving in Formula E. From what he had heard, Maxi had taken that news pretty badly, bawling his little eyes out and pleading with José to stay. When that hadn’t work and the Argentinian had said his goodbye, the boy had simply shut down, refusing to speak to anyone. On their first meeting Maxi had even refused to be carried by Alexander, which had hurt a little. Yet he couldn’t blame the boy. Knowing it wasn’t because of him personally, and that it had everything to do with Maxi being taken away from the familiarity of the Dragon garage. Not to mention from the one person he had trusted and had taken care of him for months. That is why Alexander had been very patient with him. Slowly trying to earn the boy’s trust and it seemed to be working. The fact that Maxi had woke him up was prove of that. Till this day the little German simply would stay in his bed, refusing to get until Alexander would come to pick him up and get him ready for the day.

During the day itself things weren’t much better. With the change of teams, Maxi had to get used to a new garage with for him unknown people working there. The first few days he had hardly played at all, preferring to stay huddled in a corner, hugging his little dragon cuddle toy to his chest. A sight that broke his heart. “Just let him be” Roger Griffiths, their team principal, had told him with an understanding hand on his shoulder. “He needs time to acclimatize.” Still not liking it, Alexander had followed the instructions. “Give him some time. He’ll come around.” Was the advise he had gotten from Michael Andretti himself. So no matter how much he disliked the situation, he had given the boy his space. While in the meantime trying to show him that he was there for the boy, by continuing to take care of him. And just him. The last thing Alexander wanted was to confuse the boy by letting others from the team take care of him as well. And now all that patience finally seemed to be paying off.

“Do you want to get up to get breakfast or watch a bit of television first?” The boy piped up at the second suggestion, making it obvious which one he would prefer. Sitting up, Alexander popped his pillow up against the headboard of the bed. Leaning down, he picked the boy up, lifting him and placing him on the bed next to him. Hiding a smile at seeing the toddler slip under the covers. Grabbing the remote, he turned on the television, zapping to a kids channel. It was why he didn’t notice the boy move, until he felt something, or rather someone, lean against his side. Glancing down, he saw Maxi curled up against his side. Shyly looking up at him, silently asking if it was okay. Feeling his lips curl up into, what must be a bright smile, Alexander wrapped his arm around the little boy. Totally loving the moment they were sharing.

They stayed like that for about half an hour. When he noticed the boy was starting to get restless, and to be honest, he himself was ready to start the day as well. Slowly, Alexander detached himself from the boy, ignoring the disgruntled groan. “I will be right back and then I’ll help you get ready” he told the boy. Walking to the bathroom to take a quick shower, before getting dressed for the day.

“Me now?” Max asked quietly, the moment Alexander reentered the room.

“Yeah, come on.” Waiting for the boy to slide off of the bed, to guide him to the bathroom. There he washed the boy and brushed his teeth. Dressing him into a cozy sweater and helping him with his socks. Maxi insisting on putting on his jeans himself. All Alexander had to do was do the button for the toddler. “Do you want to go to the play ground after breakfast?” he questioned the boy. “I heard that some of the others planned to go there as well.” Nibbling his lower lip, Maxi hesitated, then nodded shyly. “Alright we’ll do that then.”

Quickly packing a bag with some essentials, like band aids, wet wipes, a juice box and a snack for Maxi. While the toddler put on his shoes. “Ready to go?” Alexander asked, slipping on his own shoes as well. The boy gave another little nod, but the Brit could see the excitement sparkling in his eyes. Tentatively the Brit reached a hand out for the toddler, not sure if it would be accepted. It might be too soon. The seconds ticked by, but then Maxi shuffled closer, hesitantly taking a hand of his fingers. Another baby step forward, he thought as they left the room. 

**

Later on Alexander was sitting on a bench, watching all the boys play. Maxi was laughing rather loudly while being chased around the play ground by both Antonio and Daniel. Normally he might have asked to tone it down a bit, but the boy was having fun and that was all he could ask for. Grateful that the boy was feeling comfortable around his friends.

“Has any of you seen André as of late?” Vergne asked them. “I haven’t seen him in a while and he hasn’t answered any of my calls.”

“Oh oh, trouble in paradise?” Jérôme teased, earning snickers from the group.

“Have you tried asking Neel?” Buemi asked him. The man rolling his eyes when Vergne huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “Oh get over it, you act like a jealous boyfriend.”

“Ex-boyfriend” Sam corrected, smirking at the Frenchman, who threw him a glare.

“Fine” Vergne sighed. “I’ll give him a call later.”

With a shake of his head, Alexander focused back on the toddlers. Even to this day it amazed him how dramatic his fellow drivers could be. Or maybe he just lacked the temperament to do so, because he was British.

Speaking of Brits. James Calado moved over and sat down next to him, as little Mitch ran towards the field to join his friends. “Hey, how are things between you and the little man?” his fellow country man asked curiously.

“Getting better. Things seemed to be improving by the day.” Feeling a bit of pride about the fact that Maxi was finally starting to except him.

“That’s good.” James nodded. “He does seem more cheerful again.”

Eyes still following the toddler, Alexander hummed. “It’s been difficult for him. Then again, it is not nothing. Changing teams and Lopez leaving. I think in some way Maxi felt like he had left his behind” he explained.

“Yeah and to then have someone new taking care of you” the man trailed off a little. His eyes going to Mitch. “I’m just lucky Mitch warmed up to me rather quickly.” Like most of the toddlers had adapted relatively fast to their new situations. “He hasn’t forgotten about him though.”

Confused he turned to look at the man. “Who?”

“Lopez. I heard him ask Buemi about Maxi during the WEC.” Now that was new information for the Brit, although he could hardly say he was surprised. The Argentinian had spend a great amount of time with the little German last season, being his main caretaker.  

It did bring him an idea. “I should ask for his phone number. I’m sure Maxi would love to video call him.” Thinking it might actually do the boy some good to see Lopez again, even if it was just on a screen.

“I’m sure one of the guys has it, or else the Dragon team does.”

**

Following through on his idea, he decided to give the Argentinian a call while Maxi was napping. “Hi, uh José, it’s Alexander Sims” stumbling a little over his words. Feeling both awkward and nervous, not having talked much to the man before. “Listen I’m actually calling about Max. You see I was wondering if you would be willing to have video call with him later on.”

“Of course. I would love to” the man immediately responded to his relief. “How is my little niño?”

“He is doing okay.” Hesitating a little, before adding. “To be honest, he has been having a bit of hard time adjusting to his new situation.” He didn’t want to worry the man, but he felt like it was best to be honest with him.

Through the phone he heard the man sigh.”Maxi isn’t really a fan of big changes and can also be a little stubborn.”

“And with the new season he went through a pretty massive change.” Not at all surprised by the information he gotten from the older man.

“Si. Has Maxi opened up to you?”

“He’s starting to, but it’s been a slow process. That’s why I thought it might be a good idea to have him talk to you.” He was doing all this for Maxi, but secretly he couldn’t deny that it would be win-win if it helped him also scored some points by the toddler.

“Si, tell me when” the man agreed.

“He is napping now, so how about I call you back in let’s say 2 hours” he suggested.

“Sounds good.”

After a short talk they said their goodbyes. Alexander promising he would video call the man later, after Maxi had woken up.

**

Alexander couldn’t help but feel a little excited. “I’ve got a surprise for you” he told the boy, after waking him up. Eager to tell the boy what he had in store for him. “We are going to call someone very special after you finished your drink?”

That spiked Maxi’s interest. Chocking his head, the boy looked at him curiously. “Who?”

“Well, we are going to call…. José Maria Lopez.” Smiling as he saw the toddler pip up. His eyes lightening up.

“Pechito?” Maxi asked, full anticipation.

Alexander nodded. “Would you like that.”

“Yes!” the boy cheered, jumping to his feet. More excited than that Alexander had seen him, since becoming the toddler's caretaker. 

“Well come on then.” Alexander padded the spot next to him, and grabbing his phone. Maxi however didn’t take the spot. Choosing to climb on his lap instead, much to Alexander’s surprise and joy. It was another sign that the toddler was becoming more familiar with him. And he laughed as the boy shuffled around impatiently while they waited for José to pick up.

The moment he did, Maxi exclaimed. “Pechito!” sounding extremely happy and waving at the Argentinian.

“Maxi. My little niño, how are you?” the man asked with a grin from ear to ear.

“Miss you” the boy pouted and Alexander swallowed nervously. Hoping this call wouldn’t just be about how much Maxi missed Lopez. It might be selfish, but he wanted Maxi to like him as well and maybe even more since he was the one taking care of him now.

“I know. I missed you too baby” José said tenderly.

It pained him a little to do so, but Alexander let the two of them talk for a bit. And actually found himself enjoying at how Maxi was living up by just having this conversation. Admittedly, he should have done this sooner. Getting to talk to Lopez might have helped to make the transition for Maxi a little bit easier and it could have stopped him from possibly feeling abandoned. But in his defense, it simply hadn’t crossed his mind as a real option. But that was all in the past now. Alexander couldn’t change it, only use it as a learning experience.  

“So how do you like being with Alexander?” The sound of his name, made him tune back into the conversation. Although he wished he hadn’t when Maxi didn’t answer. The silence both hurt and made him feel a little uneasy. He didn’t want to give José the impression that he couldn’t take care of the toddler, or worse that Maxi was unhappy. A though he couldn’t stand.

“It’s diffewent” Maxi eventually quietly admitted. Biting his lower lip.

José nodded, meeting Alexander’s eyes for a moment. “Well Alexander is no Pechito is he?” And Alexander already dreaded were this was going, as Maxi shook his head. “And I am no Alexander.” That earned a little giggle from the toddler. “Just like there is no other Maxi. We are all different” José explained calmly, much to Alexander’s surprise. “But is he taking good care of you?”

This time there was no hesitation, Maxi nodded his little head. “Yeah.” Much to Alexander’s relieve. He was just glad to hear that. Not sure if he could have handled a denial.

“Then that’s the most important thing niño.” And if Alexander wasn’t feeling good about himself already, Maxi move back a little on his lap, leaning his back against the Brit’s chest. Closing his eyes for a second, he just treasured the moment. Happy to be appreciated and that all the work he had put into making Maxi feel comfortable hadn’t been for nothing.

Ending the call after José had made Maxi promise to ‘be good for Alexander’, the Brit focused on the toddler. “And, was it good to see José?”

The boy looked up at him with a bright smile. “Yes. Thank you.”

“Oh you’re more than welcome.” Ruffling the boy’s hair a little. “I know how much you love the man."

Maxi blushed a little, shyly looking up at his through his lashes. “He my Pechito.” And Alexander felt his smile falter a little at that, but he fought to keep smiling. Even if it did hurt a little to hear that. “But you my Alex, right?”

His heart skipped a bit and then a laugh left his throat. “Yes I am” he confirmed. Voice a little strained with emotions as he pulled the boy to his chest and kissed his head. “I am your Alex.” Truly liking the sound of that. He might not be able to take the Argentinian's place in Maxi's heart, but looks like he might be earning his own. 

 

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Chapter 23: Missing you

Romain sighed. Kevin was mopping and he had been doing so for a few days now. Not that the little Dane was the most outgoing and cheerful toddler out there, that simply wasn’t in his character. But this, the way he was acting now, was abnormal, even for him. And it was reason for concern. Especially because he had no idea what the reason for this sudden change in behavior was. The boy had been in a pretty good mood when they had arrived in Barcelona for testing, yet the longer they were there, the more his mood seemed to drop and he withdrawn within himself. Over the past days he didn’t want to do anything anymore, leaving Romain clueless of what had happened. In the hope of lifting his spirit Guenther had taken the boy out earlier. Sadly upon their return the opposite had happened and now Kevin even refused to talk.

“I have no idea what happened” Guenther told him, looking completely at lost. “We were walking back through the paddock, and he was fine. Even smiling a little and then boom out of the blue his mood just did a 180.”

With a frown Romain eyed the boy, who had stalked straight back to his play corner, but he wasn’t playing. No he sitting there, all but glaring at the wall opposite of him. Leaving them all guessing at what had upset the boy.

“And nothing out of the ordinary happened?” he asked his boss. The toddler’s mood couldn’t have just change that drastically without reason, something must have happened. He could have saw or heard something that had done that.

“Not that I recall. He was fine one second, even waving at Daniel and then his demeanor just changed.”

“Daniel was there?” Picking up every lead he could.

Steiner nodded. “Yeah he was leaving the Renault garage with Ocon when we passed.”

Ocon. Of course. Suddenly it all started to make sense to him. The Frenchman was driving for Renault this season, replacing the man Kevin had a love/hate relationship with, Nico Hulkenberg. Adult Kevin might not be a big fan of the man, or at least pretended not to be, Romain had never believed that was truly the case, but his younger self had taken a liking in the German. In return Hulkenberg had developed a big soft spot for the little Dane. “I think that might be it.”

Confused Guenther looked at him. “Might be what?”

“The problem.”

“Well go on then. Tell me what it is” his boss said impatiently.

“Think about it. Who was the one guy outside of Haas our toddler liked to hang out with?” Getting met with another confused look. “And who isn’t here for the upcoming season.”

Steiner’s eyes widened almost comically. “Hulkenberg.” Before annoyance took over. “Don’t tell me all this moping is because of that fucking German.”

Suppressing a chuckle, Romain shrugged. “Makes sense. And just like his adult self, Kevin is too stubborn to admit it. And that might exactly be why he refused to tell us what is wrong with him.” It  definitely sounded like something the Dane would do.

Guenther looked like he was about to argue, but then sighed. "It does explain why his mood suddenly shifted so badly" the man admitted. "He expected to see Nico and instead saw Ocon." Sounding like he was saying it more to himself than his drives. All the puzzle pieces now falling into place for him as well.

“I’ll go and talk to him” Romain told the man, who was staring at his toddler driver with a hint of disbelief. Romain meanwhile wanted to fix the problem now that he knew what it was.

“Kev, can I talk to you for a moment?” he asked the boy, entering the play corner. Not at all surprised when he didn’t get a respond. Ignoring him, the toddler just continued to look ahead. “I know something had been bothering you” he tried again. “And I think I figured out what it is.” More silence, but he didn’t let that stop him. “It’s because of Nico, isn’t it?” Within a second Kevin whipped his head around, taking away any doubt he still might have had. “You miss him don’t you?” Kneeling down next to the boy. Kevin bit his lip, looking at him with big hesitant eyes, almost like he was afraid to admit it or to be judged for it. “It’s okay if you do” he encouraged. A bit of hope shined through in those blue eyes and shyly the boy nodded his head. “Oh Kev” taking the boy in his arms. “Why didn’t you tell me?” It would have made everything a hell of a lot easier, including for Kevin himself. The boy just blushed, clearly too embarrassed to even look at him.

At the same time Romain silently cursed himself, for not even thinking about this option, that it might have been Nico's absent causing all this. The German had been one of his favorite go to babysitters last season. Yet he hadn't even thought twice about of how it would affect the toddler. It was one of those aspects he misjudged taking care of the toddler. It might still be Kevin, but the boy handled certain situation truly like a toddler would and not like his adult version would have. 

Drawing hope out of the knowing the problem, he planned to at least soothe the situation a little more for the toddler. Being positive that the German would agree to a video call to cheer the Dane up and maybe explain to him why he wasn’t in Formula 1 with them anymore, again.

“Hey how about, I will go and talk to Daniel in a bit” he told the boy. “See if he has a way to contact Nico?” Okay he had the German’s number as well, but he was a little hesitant to call him directly, not sure how Nico would react to him calling.

Chocking his head, Kevin still looked uncertain. “Nico wants talk with me?” Asking it shyly, but there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

“I’m sure he does.” Offering him an encouraging smile.

**

The next day Kevin was in an obviously better mood, as they walked towards he Haas garage. The previous day Romain had talked to Daniel, like promised, and had come back with the news that they could give Nico a call the next evening. Unbeknownst to the toddler, Daniel had insisted on calling Nico straight away after hearing about the situation. Even berating the German a little for just leaving the toddler behind. Ignoring the Australian Nico had immediately agreed to Romain's question. Making the Frenchman certain that he would have one very happy toddler later today.

Throughout the day Kevin actually went back to playing with his toys and even drew a picture of a race car. One that Guenther hang up on the wall with a fond smile. With the toddler back to his normal self, Romain finally allowed himself to fully focus on the work that was expected of him. It had been lagging a bit due to his worries about the toddler. And god knew they desperately needed these tests to actually have a compatible car for this season. For both him and the team. 

With his full concentration back on the work ahead, the day flew by, until his phone pinged. Having lost track of time, he was thankful for the reminder he had set, and with a smile he finished up his work. Telling the engineers that he was calling it a day. “Kevin would you please put your toys away” he called over to the play corner, making the toddler look up. “It’s almost time to leave.” Without a complaint the boy did as told, putting his toys back in the box. Sending out a quick text, Romain grabbed their stuff.

“Ready” Kevin called out almost proudly.

“Good job.” Moving over to the play corner to offer the boy a high five. Always trying to reward the toddler’s good behavior. His phone pinged again, so he checked it, smiling at the reply he had gotten. “Come on, let’s get out of here” Grinning Kevin took the had he had offered. “Did you have fun today?”

“Yeah.” Was all that Kevin said.

“I’m sure you made Steiner like you a little bit more with that drawing you made” Romain told him with a wink. Making the boy giggle a little.

Whistling softly, the left the garage, heading back towards their hotel. Kevin was silently walking next to him, but one look at him told Romain that the boy was relaxed. Sometimes the boy just preferred to be silent, being overly chatty just wasn’t in his nature, and the Frenchman was fine with that. It reminded him of Kevin’s adult self. Sometimes he was fun to hang around, joking and teasing and other times he simply preferred to be alone.

Their route made them walk passed the other garage, when Kevin came to a sudden halt near the Renault garage, causing him stop as well. Glancing back at him, he questioned, “What’s the matter?” Acting surprised, while suppressing a smile. The boy didn’t look at him, staring ahead with big eyes. A giant smile slowly forming on his lips.

“Nico!” he exclaimed happily. Spurting back into action and sprinting towards the German, standing near the entrance of the Renault garage with Daniel. Romain watched him go with a pleased smile. Although it faltered a little when Kevin tripped over his own feet. Luckily the boy managed to steady himself in time, and continued running in a straight line to Nico, who had crouched down and was waiting for the toddler with open arms. Which Kevin took full advantage of, throwing himself into them, letting out a joyful sound. Romain had to admit, Daniel had definitely made the right call by inviting his former team mate over. Arguing with him that Barcelona wasn’t all that far away from Monte Carlo, and that he could easily make the trip. After giving in to the Aussie, Nico had made him promise to keep it a secret, wanting to surprise the toddler. Well it worked.

Slowly moving closer to them, Romain took in the moment the two were sharing. Hearing Kevin babble on about how much he missed the German, complaining about how he didn’t like Ocon and saying that the Frenchman should just go away. Chuckling Nico ruffled the boy’s blond hair, calmly explaining to him that it wasn’t that simple. That the team had made their decision and there was nothing Kevin or even him could do about it to change it. Disappointed, Kevin turned his sad eyes towards Daniel.  

“Sorry bud, there’s nothing I can do either” Daniel told him apologetic.

Huffing, Kevin crossed his little arms. “Not fair” he pouted.

Nico gave a shrug. “That’s just how it is, no matter how unfair it might seem.”

“But I want you here.” Almost tearing up, Kevin looked up at Nico. “Need you.”

“And you always have me” Nico reassured him. “Just not always as close as before.” Sobbing, Kevin threw his arms around the German’s neck. Hugging him close, Nico got back to his feet, glancing towards the other two men for help. Romain wished he could give the man some kind of answer, or solution, but he had no idea how to fix this problem. With Nico no longer in Formula 1, he obviously wouldn’t be attending the GP’s, except for maybe the Monaco one, and he and the German didn’t even live in the same country, making it almost impossible for them to meet outside of work.

“Can’t you just take a job at the German tv” Daniel suggested.

Nico shook his head. “They’ve got the other Nico for that.”

“Dutch tv?” Nico narrowed his eyes at that, making Daniel throw up his head. “Hey it was just an idea.” And it was more than that the Frenchman had come up with. The fact that their race calendar was extremely busy this year, didn't help their case either. 

“There is always the option of video calling.” Even though Romain knew it was hardly the same thing, especially for a child.

“And maybe you can come to some of the European races” Daniel suggested.

Nico looked thoughtful, glancing down at the toddler still clinging onto him. “I’ll have to think about it.” Romain nodded. He could hardly expect the man to decide on the spot. Most of the European races were still a few months away, so there was enough time. And Nico also had a girlfriend to think about. “Do you mind if I take him for a bit?”

“Of course not. Better take advantage of the time you’ve got together.” Romain told him. Who knew when the next time would be for them to get together.

**

Much later Romain had allowed Nico to put the exhausted toddler to bed. He wasn’t aware of all the things the two of them had done since Nico took him, nor did he need to be, but it had clearly tired the little boy out. Not that he minded, knowing that Kevin was happy was far more important.

“I’ll pick him up tomorrow after breakfast” Nico reminded him. Already having made the plans before putting the toddler to bed. 

Romain nodded. “That’s perfect. And thank you for doing this.”

Waving off the comment, Nico smiled. “I kind of missed that little guy as well, so I’m happy to do so.” For which Romain was grateful. He might not understand what the bond between the German and his team mate was, but no one could deny that there was one.

 

Notes:

So sorry if there are any mayor mistakes. As you all might know English isn't my first language and I kind of got distracted by rereading it before posting, so I might have missed a few things 🙈 Still I hope you all liked the chapter and if I did mess up badly, feel free to let me know so I can fix it.

Chapter 24: Jealousy

Notes:

You ever have this idea for a story/chapter in your head, but struggle to get it on paper? Well this chapter was exactly that. I lost count on all the times I rewrote this. The downside to that is that it's easier for mistakes to creep in, so I can only hope that isn't the case. And I hope you'll enjoy this chapter with Daniel and Max.

It was early in the evening when Daniel arrived at Nico’s place. Having made a quick pit stop at his own place to literally drop his stuff off. He just couldn’t wait to see Max, anxious to have the boy back in his arms and in his presence. Five days apart was just too much. Not that he had a choice. He could hardly tell his boss he wouldn’t be able to make it due to having to take care of a child. One that wasn’t even his. That would never be accepted, nor could he expect that. No his frustrations lay more with the fact that he had hardly been able to talk or even FaceTime with Max. That was unusual behavior for the toddler, but he tried not to read too much into it, guessing it was Max was of punishing him for leaving. Still it made him feel further away from Max than ever before, and not just physically. And as the days went by, he couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. That was why he was so desperate to have the boy back with him, so he could hug him and kiss his pretty, chubby little head. Truly having missed the boy. Already reluctant to think about winter testing coming up soon. Another thing he wouldn’t be able to bring Max to. He did arrange for the boy to go and spend time with his mother, while he was away. Something Max should have been able to do so over the last few days as well. And he would have, if Renault hadn’t moved the date last minute, giving Max mom, Sophia not enough time to get off from work.

But none of that was no longer important, as he knocked on the door. Testing was at a set date, making it easier to schedule Max staying with his mother. But right now, he was impatiently waiting for the door to be opened and to see his little lion again. And Nico was sure taking his damn time, before opening the door with a grin on his face. “Hey man. Good to have you back.” Pulling him into a one armed hug. “How was England?”

“It was good. But I’m happy it’s over and to be back” he admitted. “How’s my boy been?”

“Good. Like I told you, he behaved pretty much perfectly. We went a day to the zoo, a day swimming and the other day he had a play date with Charles” the German summed up, as they moved over to the living room. And Daniel tried not to think about the fact that Max hadn’t come up to greet him. Maybe he was just tired, he reasoned with himself. It was close to the boy’s bed time, he could simply be too tired or even asleep already.

However when they entered the living room the boy was there, fully awake and playing with his blocks. And that uneasy feeling was instantly back. “Look who’s here Max” Nico announced cheerfully, obviously trying to excite the boy. Who looked up, but instead of the expected enthusiasm, his face lacked any of it. It was completely closed off and with a huff the boy turned back to playing with his blocks. And that felt like a punch to his gut, making him feel slightly sick. Hurt that his normally cheerful boy was suddenly acting so cold towards him. He just couldn’t understand why. Was this all because he had left him for a few days? That hardly seemed likely.

Glancing over, he saw Nico frowning, looking at the toddler startled. Clearly not having expected this response either. Swallowing back his hurt, Daniel refused to give up, wanting to give it another shot. Moving over, he crouched down next to the toddler. “Hey there Maxy, did you miss me buddy?” he asked. Hoping for better response, which he didn’t get. The boy barely took notice of him and stubbornly continued playing. “Because I did miss you, my little lion” he tried again. Pulling the toddler into his arms, who to his shock resisted. At first he thought the boy was teasing him, trying to playfully push him away. It wasn’t until two hands forcefully pushed against his chest, that he abruptly let go. Shocked he started at the boy, who looked back almost venomously. Tears burned in his eyes, his heart clenching painfully at the rejection. A rejection that hurt beyond words.

This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. His return should be met with happiness. Max should have coming running towards him and telling him how much he had missed him. Just like Daniel had missed him damn it. It should have been a joyful reunion.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he desperately tried to stop his tears from falling. “Dan.” But he couldn’t look at Nico. He was falling apart here. Two hands grabbed him under his armpits, pulling him up and guided him towards the kitchen.

Once there his pain and heartbreak transformed in to anger. “What the hell happened?” he hissed. Gesturing widely in the direction of the living.

Sighing deeply, Nico ran a hand over his face, leaning back against the countertop. “I suspect it has something to do with Ocon” the German admitted. Daniel threw a glare at him, having though better of his friend, even if the Frenchman had taken his seat. He had assumed the German had made his peace with the decision, so why would he start making Esteban look bad now? And even worse pull Max into it.

“It started the day you send me all those photos” Nico started to explain, before he could confront him. “Max really liked them, that he got to see what you were doing, and was smiling…., until he came across the first one of you and Esteban. Then his smiled just dropped, like someone pulled the switch. All the sudden he was no longer interested in the photos” the German told him. ‘Or in him’ Daniel silently added. But the whole situation started to make sense now. There had been some bad blood between Max and Esteban for years. Even more so after the Brazilian GP. Adult Max had chosen to stand above it, to not let it bother him. But that was just the thing, he wasn’t dealing with an adult, this was toddler Max. Who also had a very child like way of thinking and because of that, it was likely he would hold a grudge. On top of that he now had to witness Daniel hang out with, what he might consider, his enemy.

Running a hand over his face, he sighed. “I should have know.” Cursing himself for not seeing this coming. It was so obvious, yet it hadn’t even crossed his mind. Not even when besides sad, Max had seemed a little angry at him for leaving. He had just written it off at just that, him leaving.

“Known what?” Nico wanted to know, still clearly confused by the situation.

“That the combination of Esteban and Max could cause a problem.” Still the German looked at him confused, not understanding his point. “Come on admit it, they can barely be civil as adults. But now with their toddler brains and emotions, it’s a whole different story.”

Nico’s eyes widened as realization washed over him. His mouth forming a small ‘O’. “I hadn’t even thought about it like that. How it would be different now.”

“Neither had I. Still doesn’t explain why you didn’t tell me about this soon” Daniel wondered, chocking his head a little in curiosity. Like Nico had told him, he had know that something was bothering the toddler, even suspecting it had to do with Ocon. Yet he had kept his mouth shut for his entire trip, keeping him in the dark.

Sheepishly Nico rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn’t want to worry you. You were having trouble leaving him behind as it is. And besides from that, everything has went perfectly fine. I kind of hoped he would be over it before you returned.“ Yeah, okay that did make sense, although he still didn’t like being kept out of the loop. But if the roles were reversed, he could see himself doing the same thing. And there was no point at staying mad at Nico. He could better use that energy to try and figure out how to solve the situation with Max. Which wasn’t an easy task considering he couldn’t avoid spending time with Esteban. He was his team mate and the team wanted them to promote the upcoming season. But maybe he could steer them more towards doing official videos, instead of doing the more unofficial social media stuff. It would make it clearer for Max what was for work and what wasn’t.

“So how do you want to handle this?” Nico questioned and all he could do was give a shrug.

“I really don’t know. You know how stubborn Max can be.” Luckily a little less stubborn than his adult version, well in most cases at least. “I somehow need to regain his trust. Show him that I still care about him.”

“And how do you plan to do that?” Nico asked curious.

An idea popped in his head, making him grin. “I might have just the thing. Just gotta take Max home with me.”

“I’ll go with you.” Giving a nod in thanks, the two of them walked back to the living room, where Max was still playing. Although the boy was starting to look tire, Daniel noticed.

Feeling more uneasy than that he was used to feeling around Max, he cleared his throat, moving over to the toddler. Deciding that actions would be more effective than words, he focus was on taking the boy home with him. “Max baby, it’s time to go home.” Purposely avoiding giving the boy an option. Being strict and clear. “Please go and grab your things for me.”

Stubbornly Max looked up at him. “No” he argued.

“Max.” This time it was Nico who spoke up. “You need to listen to Daniel” he told the toddler sternly. Having his former team mate’s back.

Daniel gave him grateful look, then focused back on Max, keeping his voice calm. “I won’t ask again. Please grab your things for me.” Holding in his breath at the defiant look in Max his eyes, but he wasn’t backing down either. Meeting the boy’s gaze with his own stern one. He might act like the cool and fun caretaker, but that didn’t mean he let Max get away with everything. In the end the boy had to listen to him and life by his rules.

For a few seconds later they just had a staring contest, before Max diverted his eyes and started to put his blocks back into the box. While Daniel wanted to puff out his chest in pride, counting it as a victory that he defeated Max his stubbornness.

“I’ll go and grab your suitcase” the German said from behind him, quickly disappearing down the hall. Returning a few moments later with a colorful suitcase covered with emojis. “We packed it earlier, didn’t we Max?” Getting a nod from the toddler, who was now putting his tablet in his backpack.

“Smart” Daniel commented.

Nico placed the suitcase on the table, opening it to put the box of blocks into it as well. “Alright, all set here” he said, zipping it up.

Daniel turned back to Max. “How ‘bout you, all done?” Getting yet another nod from the toddler, who seemed to be avoiding to speak.

“Guess that means it’s time to say goodbye” Nico said sadly, scooping the boy up, making Max giggle joyfully. “What am I suppose to do without you huh?” Hugging the toddler close to his chest. Getting the attention of Zeus. The dog had been asleep on the sofa and hadn’t even reacted to Daniel arriving. The Aussie suspected that Max might have tired the little dog out. But now he jumped off the sofa. Barking he ran to his owner, standing up against Nico’s lets. “At least I still got you, don’t I boy.” Crouching down to pet the dog’s head.

With a hesitant smile Daniel approached them. Hating to break up the moment. “Say thank you to Nico please.” Max his eyes dimmed as the turned to look at him, and that just hurt to see. It just felt wrong to have the toddler react to him like that. So not used to seeing it.

Biting his lip Max looked from him to Nico. “Thank you” he whispered quietly.

“You’re more than welcome” Nico told him. Obviously ignoring Max his unwillingness to go, in Daniel’s favor. Just like he didn’t tell Max you could sleep over anytime, like Daniel knew he wanted to.

Saying their goodbyes the left the German’s apartment.

**

“Are you doing to keep ignoring me?” Daniel wondered out loud. Guiding the toddler into his own apartment. Max still stubbornly refused to say a word to him. Even now the boy turned his head away instead of answering him. Biting the inside of his cheek, he reminded himself to stay calm. To not lose his cool. No matter how stubborn Max was acting, he was still a child and not an adult he could call out on his bullshit. Meaning he had to approach this a different way, and he believed he had just the thing. “I won’t give you your present if you do” he hinted, spiking Max his interest straight away. He tried not to show it, but Daniel noticed him looking at him from the corner of his eyes. Planning to take advantage of it, he locked the door behind him and walked over to his bag. Opening it, he pulled something out. “You can’t tell Christian about this, but someone has gotten you this amazing little Renault racing suit.” Holding it by its shoulders and letting gravity unfold it.

To his satisfaction Max eyes went wide, cautiously taking a step closer. “Es’ban get one?” the boy asked hesitant. And it was on the tip of his tongue to lie, but swallowed it back. Max would never forgive him when he found out he lied and that was bound to happen.

“He got one from the team, yes. But this one” wiggling the race suit. “Is especially for you, from me.” Eyeing it, Max didn’t look fully convinced. “Look Daniel even put your name on it.” Pointing at the little Dutch flag with Max next to it. Christian might have a heart attack if he’d ever found out about it. And knowing the bad blood between them, he suspected that was the exact reason why Cyril agreed to have it made in the first place.

Max shuffled closer, tentatively reaching a hand out to take a hold of the race suit. Glancing up at Daniel with guarded eyes. “Am still you fav?”

The question tore at his heart. Dropping to his knees, he pulled the boy into his arms. “Always” he reassured the boy. Struggling to wrap his head around the fact that Max had even doubted that, or that his jealous would run that deep. “No one could ever replace my little lion, you hear me. No one.” Looking at the toddler with determination. Esteban might be cute as well, but he had nothing on Max. For the simple fact that he wasn’t Max. They didn’t share the bond that had formed between him and the Dutchman over the years.

Max beamed a little at hearing that. Tension leaving his little body, as he contently resting his little head on Daniel’s shoulder, hugging the race suit to his chest. Proving Daniel that it had been the right call to have one made, even if Max was a Red Bull driver. Smiling down on him, he got back to his feet. With Max still in his arms, he moved to the sofa. Keeping the boy cuddled to his chest, long after he had felt the boy’s breathing even out. It was already way past his bedtime, but Daniel needed this, for both his and Max’s sake. Promising himself that from now on, he would keep better contact with Max when he was away. To be more transparent about what he would be doing, when and with who. Getting the boy as much involved as possible could. Hopefully it would make him feel less envious of Esteban, and if not. Well he would simply need to figure out another way. Max was too precious to him to be hurt.  

 

Chapter 25: Surprise

Notes:

It's been almost 2 months, but I'm back with more toddler fun! You all probably don't remember, but in chapter 22 Jev said something about not having heard from André in a while. This chapter explains why.

Previously in chapter 22

“Has any of you seen André as of late?” Vergne asked them. “I haven’t seen him in a while and he hasn’t answered any of my calls.”

“Oh oh, trouble in paradise?” Jérôme teased, earning snickers from the group.

“Have you tried asking Neel?” Buemi asked him. The man rolling his eyes when Vergne huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “Oh get over it, you act like a jealous boyfriend.”

“Ex-boyfriend” Sam corrected, smirking at the Frenchman, who threw him a glare.

“Fine” Vergne sighed. “I’ll give him a call later.”

Restless Jev checked his phone once more. Seeing some notifications, yet still not a word from André. A thing that didn't sit well with him. They had promised each other that nothing would change between them, even if they no longer were team mates. He had believed in that, which was he had troubling accepting that André, who he called a very close friend, couldn’t bother to even try. Even when a voice inside his head told him to just take the hint, and move on, no matter how much it hurt. But he just couldn’t. He wasn’t ready to let go, not just yet.

Next to him Sébastien sighed. “For the love of god, would you just call Neel and ask where André is” sounding annoyed. “I will even keep an eye on Antonio as you do.”

“Well I don’t have his phone number.” It was a bit of a last resort.

“Then go to the Porsche garage and ask for it.” This time it was Sam, who got involved into the conversation.

“I can’t just walk in there” he protested.

Sam snorted. “Oh please, with the whole Jeandre bromance those guys knew you’d appear sooner rather than later.” Not giving up, Jev opened his mouth, but Sam beat him to it. “Go. Antonio will be fine. He’s playing with Robin and the boys, and Seb and I are perfectly capable to watch him for a bit.

**

Half an hour later, Jev left the Porsche garage with a piece of paper in his hand. Neel’s phone number had been written on there by one of the tech guys. Who had had no problem handing it out, but had been very cryptic about André’s whereabouts. Which was stupid. He was André’s best friend, they could have told him. It’s not like he was on some top secret Porsche mission or anything.

Annoyed he pressed in the numbers and pressed dial, hoping the Swiss would tell him more. If not, he would just have to hunt the man down and make him tell him.

“Hello?”

“Neel?”

“Yes. Who is this?” Came the cautious reply.

“It’s Jev. I called to hear if you have seen André. I haven’t seen or heard from him in a while. And uh, well, I’m bit worried” he found himself rambling. Fuck, he had planned to sound calm and collected.

“Oh uh, yeah about that” Neel stuttered, when a voice in the back ground seemed to get his attention. Listening closely Jev could hear what sounded like a little boy. “Who’s that?” a curious voice was asking. Was Neel at home? Vaguely Jev could recall André mentioning the man had a son once or twice. “It’s Jev.” This time Neel’s voice sounded more muffled, like he was shielding the microphone of his phone or something.

“Jev?!” Although muffled, the exclamation was heard loud and clear. And the man on the other side of the phone sighed, as he brought the phone back to his face.

“Let me send you a picture, it would explain everything.” Confused Jev waited. This time it sounded like the man had muted his phone, because Jev couldn’t hear anything when his phone suddenly buzzed. Looking at it, he saw it was indeed a photo from Neel. Opening it, he almost dropped the phone at seeing the image. That was definitely not Neel Jani’s son. No, that was unmistakable a very small André Lotterer, smiling at him with a toothy grin.

“We just found him like that one morning” Neel’s voice explained, sounding from afar.

Flabbergasted he brought the phone back to his ear. Not knowing why he was so surprised, this thing had been happening all around him. Only half listening to Neel telling him how he was send looking for the man after André had failed to show up, only to find him like this.

“I would invite you to come see him, but now is not a good time. Someone has been misbehaving all morning.” That bit was clearly meant more for the toddler than for him. “And you coming would be too much of a reward”

Dumbly he nodded, only to realize the Swiss wouldn’t be able to see it. “I uh, yeah, I understand. Maybe later?”

“For sure. He has been asking for you” there was a smile in Neel’s voice. “We could meet up after his nap, if André promises to behave from now on.”

“I will. Wanna see Jev” André all but whined in the background.

Jev snickered. “Tell him to behave than.”

“Jev says you need to behave for that to happen.” This time there was no reply from the toddler. “He’s pouting now” Neel informed him, sounding a little amused. “I’ll text you later if we can meet up or not.”

**

Still a bit dazed by the shocking news that André was now a toddler as well, Jev walked back to the others. It hadn’t even come up as a possibility for him that that was the reason the man was missing. Mostly he had just feared his friend had already forgotten about him and had moved on.

“Jev!” Antonio shouted the moment he spotted him. Sprinting towards them. With a smile he lifted the cheerful boy up.

“Hello, did you have fun playing?”

Antonio nodded his head with a brilliant grin. “Can play with Robin later?” And Jev fought the urge to roll his eyes. Even with being in the known about the closeness between the two, it still amazed, as well as irritated him a little at times, how much the two toddlers couldn’t seem to live without the other.

“I don’t know yet.” Already knowing Antonio would pout at hearing that news, before he actually did. “We might go visit another toddler this afternoon.”

“Another toddler?” Sam piped in curiously, only for his eyes to become big. “You don’t mean…?”

“I’m afraid so.” Not liking the way the Brit started to grin mischievous. Looked like André might be in for some payback for his time as Robin’s babysitter. Not that the man, no toddler, would mind or be in any way harmed by it.

“Who?” Antonio asked, looking at him with dark confused eyes.

“André.”

A frown appeared on Antonio’s little forehead and he chocked his head. “Andwé no small.”

Laughing a little, he shook his head. “He is now.”

That seemed to get the attention from Robin, who had been relaxing in Sam’s arms. “Andwé like us?” And Jev nodded. “Can see?” He asked curiously, even leaning a bit towards Jev.

Smiling Jev pulled out his phone, showing the boy the photo of André he had gotten. Robin just smiled at it, then turned his head to Sam. “Can play with Andwé?”

Sam obviously hadn’t been prepared for it and stuttered. “Oh uh, I don’t know buddy” Looking at Jev for help.

“I’m sure he would like that. Right now he can’t though. Neel has told me André has been a bad boy this morning.”

Sam snorted. “That’s sounds like Lotterer alright.” Ignoring the glare Jev threw at him, but even he couldn’t deny the Brit had a good point there.

**

In the end the meeting was scheduled for the next day after André’s nap had lasted longer than normal. Neel had told him that he suspected the need for sleep had been the reason he had been misbehaving so badly in the morning, as it had been very out of character for him. The Swiss had told him that André was a smart boy, who had a few tricks up his sleeve to get his way, but was general well behaved. Not that he can’t be a handful, had been added with a slight laughter.

Upon hearing that Sam had tried to invite himself along as well. Of course claiming that it was purely for Robin, who had apparently kept asking about André ever since learning he was a toddler now as well. And although seeing the little Dutchman’s behavior a day earlier, Jev didn’t doubt that, he had still declined. Wanting to go by himself first. Not wanting to overwhelm the toddler. Instead he had put the Brit on babysit duty, leaving Antonio with him as well. Not that his little boy minded, for him it meant spending time with Robin.

That’s how he found himself alone in front of the Swiss hotel room. “Jev!” He heard his name being exclaimed in excitement, the moment he had knocked. Mere seconds later the door was being opened, by André. And even when he had been prepared for it, he still gasped in amazement at his friend’s little form. “Jev” André grinned, hugging his legs happily. While all he could do was stare down at him. Knowing hadn't been enough, as he was still very much in shock at seeing André in toddler form. Taking in how the boy’s hair was darker, like it used to be, before the man had started to slowly become grey. His cheeks slightly chubby, but not too much. Smiling up at him with a multi watt smile and sparkling blue eyes.

Only when his shocked died down, did his lips spread into a grin. Leaning down, he lifted the boy up. “You look absolutely adorable” he gushed. Admiring the boy. Cocking his head, the boy eyed him with the cutest smile. Yep Robin nor Antonio had nothing on him.

But then his little friend huffed, and started to pout. “ Am not adowably, am tough” he stated. Sounding like he was fully convinced it was the truth.

“Yeah?” Jev smiled. His eyes meeting Neel, who rolled his slightly.

“Yes. Wight Neel?” André asked in confirmation, Looking back at his caretaker.

“Oh absolutely. Especially when you’re listening and being a good boy” the man winked at the toddler.

“See” André grinned up at him. “Am tough.”

Oh yeah, absolutely adorable.

Only for André's face to change in confusion, “Whewe Tonio?” he asked curiously. Switching angles to look over his shoulder, and even around him.

“He’s with Sam and Robin” Jev told him. Not having expected his former team mate, to asked about his current one.

André beamed a little at hearing the last name. “Robin?”

Jev found himself shaking his head. “What is it with you and that little Dutchman?” he found himself wondering out loud.

“Is cute” André grinned.

“Well maybe we should go and see them then” Neel suggested. “If that’s okay with you?” he asked Jev.

“Of course.”

And way sooner than he had imagined he found himself watching over the three toddlers, who raced their little toy cars around the room. André leading as Robin trailed behind them a little lazy. And even when it was an adorable sight, it also hurt a tiny bit that André preferred playing with Antiono and Robin over spending time with him. He was his best friend after all. But from a child like view, he could definitely understand it. As a kid he also would rather play with other kids then spending time with adults. And as long as André was happy so was he.

 

Notes:

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. The next one should feature toddler George with Nicholas becoming his new caretaker.

Chapter 26: New to this

Summary:

A seat in F1 is not the only thing Nicholas gained, as apparently it also comes with the responsibility of taking care of his toddler teammate.

Dumbfounded Nicholas stared at the toddler Claire had just handed over to him. Holding the boy at arm length. Yes of course he had been aware that half the grid had somehow been changed into toddlers, it was another thing to get one handed to him immediately upon arrival. “I’m sorry to do this” Claire told him, looking slightly stressed out. “But it’s kind of an unwritten rule since this mess started that it’s the team mate’s duty to watch them” she explained with an apologetic little smile. Too shocked by it all, it hadn't even crossed his mind to protest, simply accepting the boy from her. And that left him here, with a toddler in his hands as she walked away. Fuck he had no idea what to do with a toddler!

“Uh hi” he stammered a bit awkwardly.

The boy in his hands blinked, but then a grin spread on his face. “Hello” he replied softly. Oh wasn’t he just adorable.

“I’m Nicholas” he introduced himself. “Your new team mate.”

George chocked his head, his face one of full concentration. “Nick’las” he repeated. Struggling a little with the L.

Suppressing a smile, he suggested, “How about you call me Nicky. Would that be easier?”

Eyeing him for a moment George nodded his little head. “Nicky” he proudly exclaimed.

“That’s right.” This time he did smile, making the boy beam. “So did Robert take care of you before?” He questioned curiously.

George face saddened, instantly making him regret asking it, as the boy gave a little nod. “He gone now.”

“I’m sorry buddy.” Stroking the boy’s back with his thumb. “His working at Alfa Romeo now, so maybe we can visit him there some time, would you like that?” he asked. Suspecting that the two had been close by the boy’s sudden change in demeanor.

The boy’s eyes lit up. “Weally?”

“Yeah, I’m sure he will like that as well” Nicholas found himself saying, even when he had no clue if it was actually the case or not. Although he found it hard to imagine someone not getting along with this little one. And maybe the Polish man could give him some tips on how to handle this new situation while they were at it.

**

Upon entering his hotel room, George sprinted straight to one of the beds. It suddenly made a hell of a lot more sense why the team had arranged a room with two beds for him. Climbing on it, the boy started to jump up and down. “George” he warned. “No jumping on the bed and no shoes on the bed” he told him disapprovingly. Surprising himself by how instinctively that came out.

The toddler stopped, staring at him for a moment. “George, shoes off” he repeated. Almost immediately the boy plopped down and started to pull them off, throwing them on the ground. For a second he considered to add ‘no throwing’, but swallowed them back. Maybe that would be a bit too much, too fast. Not wanting to overwhelm the boy and give him some time to adjust before setting clear rules. And it also gave him some time to actually think up what the rules should be. Having had no chance to do so since Claire hadn’t given him a head up before handing George off to him. It would have been nice to have had some time to prepare for all of this.

“How about you can watch a bit of television” he offered, making the boy grin. Good. Grabbing the remote, starting the search for a decent child channel, which was pretty hard to find. But once that was settled, he seated himself on the other bed and started to make a list for himself of all the things he would need to get, since he had nothing to entertain the boy at all besides the tv. Knowing he needed toys among other things to keep the toddler entertained. Luckily Williams, well Claire, at least provided him with a big bag of clothes for his little team mate.

**

Somewhere in the distance he heard a church bell strike 8, but his focus was on the little boy, peacefully asleep on the other bed. Unable to get of that surreal feeling inside his stomach. That that boy was actually his team mate, George Russell. It was completely absurd. Giving him the feeling like if he would blink the boy was going to disappear or something, proving this was all just a weird dream. And he had tried, and tried again, but no such thing had happened. The boy was still lying there, asleep. His little hand close to his face. Nicholas had seen him unconsciously bring his thumb up to his mouth when he got tired, but the boy stubbornly refused to give in and suck on it. It was quite admirable show of will power, especially considering George his young age.

And he couldn’t help but admit that he was already growing a little fond of the boy. He was smart and downright adorable. And those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes. Yeah he was a sucker for them. They were so damn hard to resist. It had nearly broken his heart when had to decline them earlier when the boy asked for a bedtime story. He couldn't, he had no book to read from. And yes now thinking back, he could have made something up, but the question had caught him of guard. His mind blanking out, so he had been unable to do so. It was however another thing he had added to his shopping list for George, books, lots of them. The boy giving him the impression he was the type that enjoyed reading himself as well, if only for the pictures. 

Thoughts about the toddler keeping him up well past midnight. His brain being way to consumed by the boy to fall asleep easily.

 

**

The next morning George woke him up bright and early. Groaning at the lack of sleep, he allowed the toddler to climb in bed with him, letting him cuddle up against him while turning the tv on. It gave him some time to truly wake up, because he sure as hell didn’t want to know the time.

Around 7:15am he got them ready for the day. Well George did dress himself for the most part, claiming that he was a big boy. With a chuckle Nicholas had let him, in the end only having to help him tie his shoelaces. After that they went down for breakfast, where he was astounded by the amount of food that went inside the boy’s stomach, almost eating more than he himself.  

After that they went for a little walk, before it was time for their visit to Robert. The Pole more than willing to meet up and help with giving him some inside information on the toddler. Of which he was grateful. The man even offered to watch George for a bit, leaving him with his hands free to buy everything he needed. George, of course, was more than excited to see his former team mate and caretaker again. It was touching to see the boy run up to the man. To see the toddler laugh joyfully as Robert lifted him up.

“Hello there” the Pole greeted. “How’s my little guy?”

“Good” George giggled, hiding his face against the man's neck.

Giving a smile the man turned to him. “Is he behaving?”

Making him quickly nod his head. “Oh yeah he is.”

“That’s good.” Inviting him to come in further. “And how is it, taking care of a toddler?”

“Like an unexpected adventure” he admitted honestly. One he still wasn’t used to and a little wary of.

“Yeah it’s a bit overwhelming, I know” Robert admitted as George eyed them both curiously. “It will get better though, don’t worry. Besides this guy-“ Poking George his tummy. “Is pretty easy to handle.” Giggling the toddler swatted Robert’s hand away.

“Is he?” he found himself wondering playfully.

Robert hummed. Turning his attention to the toddler in his arms. “Want to go play with Antonio for a bit?” The boy eyed the Italian for a moment, but then nodded his little head. Allowing Robert to place him inside the play corner.

Turning back to him the man smiled. “Like I said, George is pretty easy to handle.” Pointing at two nearby chairs to sit on. “He listens very well. He’s smart, attentive and not one to throw tantrums. He will just sit somewhere and sulk if he doesn’t get his way, that for sure. And maybe you already noticed, but he is lively, just not over energetic as some toddler can be” the man told him patiently.

“So what, he’s like the perfect child?” He did found himself saying. A little suspicious, because even if he did recognize the toddler in those words, it sounded way too good to be true and just plain unrealistic. Not at all like a child should be.

Robert snorted. “Oh no, he definitely has his moments. And he will try you out, to see how far he can go. And like I said, he’ll sulk if he doesn’t get his way.” That, Nicholas had to admit, was not something he looked forward to. Not sure if he had it in himself to be stern enough and keep firm rules with the toddler. But it was a natural, for a child, to test the boundaries. “And sometimes he skips his afternoon nap. It doesn’t happen too often, but some days he simply has no need for it. And trust me, you don’t want to force him to take one when it happens, because it will backfire and you won’t get any sleep at night.” Making him wince. It was however very useful information, the Pole clearly speaking from experience. “And you might have guessed it already, his favorite friends to play with are Alex and Lando-”

 “No surprise there.”

“-And occasionally Charles” Robert added. “But in general he plays well with everyone and any toddler he’s placed with.”

“Okay, so no toddler I need to keep him away from then” Nicholas concluded. Making mental notes of everything the Pole told him.

“No, although I gotta say it can get a bit chaotic when all three of them get together” Robert told him. “Especially when Charles joins them as well. Make sure you’ll never alone for that, because you will need hands, eyes and ears everywhere.”

Oh he sure as hell wasn’t planning on watching more than one toddler for a while anyway. He still needed to get used to watching just George. But at the same time he wasn’t surprised by that bit of info. Having seen footage of the trio before, and they had been adult back then.

Glancing over he saw the boy was contently playing with duplo blocks. A look of full concentration on his face, while Antonio was smiling softly as they were building. Proving to him that George was in good hands, making him feel a little more at ease with leaving him for a while. At least long enough to make a quick round of buying all the needed supplies. Although Robert did tell him where he could find some toys that he had bought the previous season and had left behind at Williams, so that was very useful. Not that it stopped him from buying some as well. Not completely sure why, although he suspected himself of subconsciously trying to buy himself into George his little heart.

**

After getting everything, including the stuff he retrieved from Williams, and bringing it to his hotel room, he headed over to the park. Having received a text from Robert earlier that Kimi was taking both boys there to meet some of the others. Quickly spotting the boy upon arrival, seeing him run around, playing some kind of tag game with Alex and Lando. Who else, he thought, huffing out a breath. Standing back to just watch them. Taking in the boy’s happy face, feeling his chest warm up with an unfamiliar sense of pride. Robert had already warned him about that, how fast that parental feeling and instinct would kick in. How fast and easily the toddler would worm himself into his heart. It was weird and little overwhelming. The toddler getting placed in his care and now all these emotions and it had barely been a day.

“Nicky!” Blinking, his eyes came back to focus, seeing George sprint full speed towards him. Barely having enough time to react and catch him. Lifting the boy up with a grin.

“Hey there Georgie” he greeted. A little surprised by the boy’s spontaneous reaction upon spotting him. “Did you miss me?” he found himself saying, well more wondering out loud. His heart warming at seeing the boy nod fiercely. Yet his seriousness confused him, making him frown. “Weren’t you having fun with your friends?”

“Yeah, but-“ Hesitating, the boy bit his lower lip. Concerning him even more. His protective instinct kicking in. Eyes moving towards the other toddlers, in search of clues, before settling back on George when he couldn’t seem to find one. “Not suwe you back” the boy sniffled. Making a lump form in his throat. Not prepared at all for all these protective feelings. Hugging the boy tightly to his chest.

Fuck, he had been so focused on how this all effected him, that he had never stopped to think about how this must be for George. To be suddenly placed in the care of a person he didn’t even knew., only for him to leave the toddler with Robert the very next day. He could only imagine how confusing and scary that must be. Especially if you took in consideration that George’s child like brain that was likely struggling to understand everything that was going on.

“Of course I was.” Trying his best to reassure the boy. “I’m sorry for making you feel this way” he apologized. It sure as hell never been his intention. “I just needed to buy a few things for you.”

Blue eyes blinked up, curiously chocking his head. “For me?”

Humming he gave a nod. “Yes, I didn’t really have anything for you to play with” he told the boy. Beaming the boy threw his little arms around his neck.

“Love you” the toddler mumbled quietly. Making his heart skip a beat and he felt like melting as the boy hugged him close.

“Love you too little buddy” he found himself saying. Returning the hug.

**

That evening he sat down next to George, reading him a bedtime story from one of the books he had bought earlier. Liking the way the boy snuggled up to him, reason enough for him to spoil the boy a little by reading 2 books instead of 1 and even rereading the last one when George demanding it. 

“The end.” Dramatically clapping the book shut after reading the last page.

George pouted, looking up at him. “Again pwease.”

“Oh no, that’s not happening mister” he told him, booping his nose. Resulting in the pout to become bigger. “It’s bed time.”

“But Nicky” the toddler whined, giving him his best puppy dog eyes. And yes they made it oh so very tempting to give in, but he knew he had to be strong. If he didn’t, George would walk all over him, or wrap him around his little finger so to speak and he couldn’t allow that.

“Na-ah, you’re going to sleep” he told him, trying his best to sound stern, but playful. Grabbing the other book and getting up.

Suddenly two little hands grabbed hold of his forearm. “Don’t go.” Turning back he expected to see pleading eyes, instead George looked up with wet, fearful ones. Sending a chill down his spine, remembering the boy’s earlier words at the playground. And it dawned on him that the toddler was afraid of being left. Not all that surprising considering his last, well only caretaker had in his optic had up and left.

Sitting back down he ran his fingers through the boy’s brown locks. “Give me a few minutes to change into my pj’s and then I’ll join you, alright?” George bit his lip, hesitating a little, eyes searching his face, before slowly nodding his head. “I’ll be right back” he reassured. Standing back up he quickly grabbed his stuff, before disappearing into the bathroom. Changing and getting ready for bed as fast as he could to not let George wait a second longer than necessary. Even if it meant almost falling over getting out of his pants. It was all worth it for seeing George his eyes lit up at seeing him reenter the room in his pj’s.

“Nicky” the boy exclaimed happily, making grabby hands in his direction. With a chuckle he collected his phone, laptop and remote, putting them on the nightstand. Knowing he needed them to entertain himself while staying at the boy’s side. Only then did he lift the covers, getting into the bed. Instantly George moved underneath his arm, snuggling up against him.

 “Okay, time to sleep” he told the boy. Pressing a kiss on top of his hair and hand slowly rubbing circles on his back. Keeping an eye on him as the boy relaxed and gave in to his tiredness, slowly drifted asleep. Promising himself that he would stay with the boy throughout the whole day the next day. To keep him close and in his care and no one else’s, George deserved that.

 

Notes:

I apologize for this taking so long. With everything going on in my life I have been less focused on writing. But anyway I hope everyone enjoyed it. Please feel free to let me know what you think (it would mean a lot) and let me know if you have any request.

Chapter 27: Mercedes toddlers (FE)

Notes:

The Mercedes 1-2 in Berlin reminded me of this almost finished chapter I had forgotten about, so I decided to finish it.

His lips curled up into a smile at the sounds of little feet hitting the ground and laughter reached his ears. Glancing over from his work spot, he saw Stoffel and Nyck playing some kind of tag game in the play corner. The two of them were clearly enjoying themselves, which he was grateful for. Definitely considering it a plus that the boys got along so well. Not to mention that Stoffel now always had a playmate around to play with. Gary was, although they were no longer team mates, still the one responsible for the young Belgian. Him and the team both agreeing that it was for the best to keep the stable basis, instead of unsettling the boy by bringing such a big change to his life. And in the end it had turned out to be the right call to not have that responsibility fall upon Nyck’s shoulders.

It had only been his second day with the team when the Dutchman had failed to show up at the garage, making a bad impression. To Gary however it had felt strange and was a reason for concern. He knew the younger man and Nyck was a very punctual person. One that preferred being 10 minutes early to 1 minute too late. That was why he spoke up about it, voicing his concern. Hearing that, their boss had decided to sent someone over to check on his driver. From what Gary had gathered it had quickly become apparent what had happened on arrival. With cries being heard from inside of the room. The Mercedes employee had wasted no time and had gotten someone from the hotel to open the door, finding a very distraught and confused toddler inside.

Gary had been present in the garage when the call came in with the news that after Stoffel their other driver had somehow also been mysteriously changed into a toddler.

After the initial shock the next task quickly became finding someone to take care of the newly turned toddler. With him again speaking up, telling the team that he wasn't an option. He already had his hands pretty much full with just one toddler. But in the end, it had turned out to be not that simple. Because what he hadn’t taken into consideration was the fact that little Nyck was only able to speak Dutch. Meaning they needed Stoffel to communicate with him and to tell them what Nyck was saying and wanted. Resulting in Nyck growing very attached to their little waffle, always sticking close to his side. It was quite adorable.

In the end Gary simply hadn’t had the heart to separate the two of them anymore. Not after it ended with tears day after day. So going against his better judgment he found himself agreeing to taking care of not just one, but two toddlers. And yes it left him exhausted most days. The boys taking up a lot of his energy and at times his patience as well. But on the other hand it also benefited him. This way Stoffel always had someone around to play with. Meaning that he was less lonely and bored, now that he didn’t have to spend all those hours by himself in the play corner. And it burned off some of his toddler energy, meaning he wasn’t as restless and demanding for attention when they did leave the garage. So there were definitely cons to having two toddlers in his care.

Pulling his eyes away from the cheerful boys, he checked his watch. Noting that if he went back to work now, he should be done in time for lunch.

**

After having lunch with the boys, Gary brought the boys back to their hotel room. Stoffel happily skipping next to him, while holding his hand. Nyck was a different story. He was half asleep in Gary’s arms, with his thumb in his mouth. It was an adorable sight, the way the boy blinked slowly. Trying to stay awake and fighting against his sleep. It was moments like these that he treasured.

“Nyck asleep?”

“Almost.” Letting go of the boy’s hand, in favor of placing a hand on the back of his neck. Carefully steering him towards the right hotel room door, when he started to walk past it. Then he pulled out his keycard, chuckling softly when Stoffel darted in the moment the door opened. Already pulling off his shoes, without being told to do so. Gary prided himself with the fact that it had became a habit for the boy, since he didn’t want them to wear shoes inside.

Tiptoeing his own shoes off, he moved towards the connecting room. “I’ll put Nyck to bed and then I’ll come and help you, alright?” Stoffel started to nod, but then stopped abruptly, looking down at his jeans with furrowed brows. Immediately understanding what the problem was, Gary walked back to him. Kneeling down in front of the toddler, he maneuvered Nyck a little, to have his hands free to open the button on Stoffel’s jeans. “Better?”

The boy’s lips spread into a grin and nodded his head. “Thank you.” Making Gary smile at his manners. Having put in quite a bit of effort into teaching the boy them, which was why it felt extra good to see it was paying off.

With a smile he got back to his feet, changing his focus back to the boy in his arms. Moving to the other room, he laid Nyck carefully down on the bed and undressing his lower half. Putting on a diaper, before putting on his PJ pants. During the day Nyck was completely potty trained, but he didn’t always wake up in time when he was asleep. And after having to witness Nyck disappointing tears after wetting the bed a few times, he decided on having the boy wear a diaper during his naps and the night. Normally he would also try to help Nyck by having him go to the toilet before he went to sleep, but it wasn’t worth waking him up for it now. Chances were, the toddler wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep and the diaper would go on anyway.

Once the boy was fully dressed into his PJ’s, he lifted the boy back up, pulling the covers back and laying him back down. Grabbing the boy’s cuddly toy, he handed to the boy, who immediately cuddled him close. Tugging the boy in, he leaned in to place a kiss on his forehead. Whispering, “Sleep well.” Before moving to the other room, shifting his attention back to the other toddler in his care. Unable to stop to laugh escaping his throat at the sight he was met with. Stoffel was trying to pull off his shirt, but it had gotten stuck in the process.

“Gary. Help.” The whimper shot him into action. Quickly moving over to help win the fight with his shirt. Receiving a relieved smile and a thank you. Returning the smile, he helped the toddler with his PJ shirt.

“Come on, let’s get you on the toilet” he told the boy. With a nod, Stoffel moved towards the bathroom. Gary slowly following behind him, knowing the boy could pee by himself and that he only needed help to wash his hands.

Once done, Stoffel moved over to Nyck’s bed. Melting Gary’s heart when he placed a wet kiss on the Dutch boy’s cheek. “Night Nycky” he whispered, before crawling into his own bed. Grabbing his turtle cuddly toy and hugging it to his chest, looking expectantly to Gary. “Story?” And the Brit wanted to comply, hating to disappointed the child, but still shook his head.

“You know we don’t do that before nap time Stoff” he reminded the boy. “Besides, we don’t want to wake Nyck up, do we?” Disappointed Stoffel pouted, glancing over to the other bed.

“No” he answered quietly.

“But how about I’ll read you an extra long bedtime story tonight, would you like that?” The boy’s eyes lit up. It was part of their bed time ritual for him to read the boys a story before they went to sleep. One he looked forward to as much as the boys did. It was actually his favorite part of the day. “But only if you go to sleep now.”

Grinning, Stoffel made a show of squeezing his eyes shut. Chuckling Gary tugged him in. “Sweet dreams baby.” Leaning in to place a kiss on the boy’s forehead.

Getting up, he moved towards the other room. Letting Stoffel drift to sleep and giving both the boys and himself some privacy. Having taken up the habit to take a moment for himself during nap time, recharge his own battery a bit.

**

About an hour and a half later movement from the other room made him look up, just in time for Nyck to appear in the door opening. The boy drowsy rubbed his eye with one hand, holding his cuddly toy in the other. Silently cursing the shortness of the nap, he plastered a smile on his face. This wasn’t the boy’s fault. “Come here.” Padding the spot on the bed next to him.

Hesitating, Nyck kept shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Finding it strange, Gary carefully eyed the boy. Noticing the way he squeezed his little legs together. Ah, bladder issues, he concluded. “Do you need to go to the toilet?” Blushing, Nyck gave a nod. “Well come on.” Jumping off the bed, he walked over to the bathroom with big steps, hurrying to help the boy. Nyck who had ran over, had already dropped his pants, so he quickly lifted him on the toilet and not a second too late by the sounds of it.

“Nappy off” Nyck asked curiously, after slipping off the toilet.

“Did you stay dry?” Gary question, careful to not sound to expectant. Not wanting to boy to feel bad if it wasn’t. But Nyck nodded his head with a prideful grin. “Good job.” High fiving the toddler. Feeling both pride and happy that the boy was making progress, having stayed dry for the last few naps and 2 nights now. “Here let me help you.” Ripping the sides of the diaper, slipping it off and throwing it in the garbage can. Letting Nyck pull up his underwear and pants, stimulating his independence. Finding it important the boys did the things they could themselves and to not just rely on him. “We’ll get you dressed once Stoffel is awake, alright?” Nick bobbed his head, raising his arms, indicating he wanted to be picked up. Complying, Gary carried the boy over to the bed. Suspecting him to be still tired. His full bladder likely had cut his nap short. That was why he chose to put the television on, Nyck could still rest a bit more while watching it. Lying down himself, he smiled when Nyck snuggled up against his side. From the start the boy felt surprisingly fast at ease around him. Both of them benefiting from the fact that they weren’t strangers, knowing each other from their McLaren days.

They stayed like that for close to an hour, when Stoffel stumbled into the room. Not saying a word, the boy crawled onto the bed on Gary’s other side. The Brit decided to let them relax for a bit longer. It was not like they had plans for the afternoon and if he was honest, he kind of liked the idea of having a lazy afternoon. Between work and keeping the boys entertained, he was quite exhausted himself. “Should we have a tv afternoon boys.”

Stoffel hummed tiredly, while Nyck let a shy, but happy “Yes.”

Pleased with that answer, Gary shuffled a bit more down the bed, making himself even more comfortable. Perfectly content lying there between his boys.

 

Chapter 28: Reunited

There was a slight skip in his step as Sergio made his way towards the Ferrari motor homes. It felt good to back after finally getting the green light, being cured from that damn Covid-19. A virus he wouldn’t even be aware he was infected with if it hadn’t been for that positive test. He hadn’t experience any of the symptoms, so he had seen the test as yet another necessary formality. Until that test came back positive, completely blindsiding and scaring him at the same time. His first thought going out to his wife, his kids, the team and f course little Lance. It was one thing to have it himself, but the thought of having infecting anyone around him had been terrifying. He had physically felt sick that nerve wracking day when he had to await their results. Not sure if he would have been able to live with himself if anyone, especially his family and little Lance, tested positive as well. Luckily he was saved from that horror scenario when all their test came back negative, and that was just a massive relief, unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

Still it had sucked that due to that positive Covid test he had to miss out on the double header in Silverstone, but he had happily stayed quarantined if it meant keeping others safe. The only unforeseeable consequence was him suddenly not being able to take care of Lance anymore. News the boy hadn’t taken very well, he had cried and fought as he got taken away. It had broken his heart, but it had to happen for his own safety. Repeated that even to himself. Trying to not have the guilt of having the boy suffer eat away at him, he had focused all his energy and attention on finding the best possible solution and substitute. Eventually and surprisingly finding that person in no other than Sebastian Vettel. Okay it had actually been the German that had reached out to him to offer his assistance and not the other way around, but it had gotten them talking and it had occurred to him that Sebastian might possibly be the best option. Little Lance had taken a liking in the Ferrari driver, he had noticed that before and Sebastian of course was a natural with children, including the F1 toddlers. They didn’t call him and Kimi ‘the paddock dads’ for nothing. And for him it had come as a true blessing that the man now  was willing to jump in and take care of Lance. Even if it had taken some convincing to get the team on board as well, who had only agreed under the condition that Sebastian wasn’t allowed in Racing Point garage.

But that was all in the past now with him officially cured and back in time for the Spanish Grand Prix, and now he was on his way to pick up Lance. He couldn’t wait to see him again, having truly missed him. And he was curious to find out how the toddler was going to respond to his return. From what he had seen and heard from Sebastian the boy had been having a great time in the German’s care, so he wouldn’t at all be surprised if the boy would now prefer staying with Sebastian.

Arriving at Sebastian’s motor home, he could already hear their voices coming from inside through the ajar window. Opting to wait with knocking in favor of listening for a moment. By the sounds of it the two of them were playing hide and seek, or rather Lance was the one constantly hiding with Sebastian having to seek him. Which knowing Lance would be rather easy as the boy had the habit of hiding at the exact same spot, no matter how many time he told him he shouldn’t be doing that. But by the sound Lance his giggles he was having fun and that was far more important. Bringing a smile to his own face, the boy’s bubbly laughter always had been infectious.

Listening for a little while longer, before he actually brought himself to knock on the door. “Oh that much be Checo” he heard Sebastian’s voice. “Do you want to come look?”

A few seconds later the door was pulled open revealing the German with Lance standing in from of him, a giant grin forming on his face. “Checo” he exclaimed. Darting forward to hug the Mexican’s legs.

“Hey there conejito” he greeted. Lifting the toddler up and placing him on his hip. “Missed me?”

Lance nodded his little head, making a few strands of black hair fall in his eyes.

“Your hair is getting so long.” Brushing them to the side, making a mental note to make an appointment to get it cut. “Did you have fun with Sebastian?” he asked.

Lance bobbed his head again. “I love Seb” he declared with a grin. Drawing the attention of both adults and Sergio could have sworn he saw a blush appear on the German’s cheeks.

“I love you to liebling” Sebastian said, fondly ruffling the boy’s hair, before focusing on him. “Are you sure I can’t keep him? I’ll give you Charles” he offered with a playful wink.

Huffing out a laugh, Sergio shook his head. “You only say that because Lance is easier to handle” he teased back.

The German’s cheeks darkened with a blush, knowing it was the truth. “I mean don’t get me wrong, I do love Charles, but god can he be a handful at times” the man stuttered a little. “Especially compared to Lance here, who is so easy.”

A wave of pride ran through his body. “Yeah did he behave well?”

“He did” Sebastian confirmed with a look that told him he understood his concern. “Although he did give me the silent treatment one afternoon after I refused to give him more cookies.”

A laugh fell from his lips. All too familiar with that himself, with Lance having the habit of completely ignoring you for a while when he didn’t get his way. It had been quite upsetting the first time it happened, back when he had taken it personal. But now he knew better and had learned to get used to it.

“But you’re welcome to watch him again anytime” he offered. This was a long stay and he hoped that wouldn’t be necessary again, but he was definitely open to have Lance spend a day or afternoon with the German. He was sure Lance would like that as well and it gave him the option of having a babysitter he could call when he needed it and that was a reassuring knowledge.

“I’d like that” the Ferrari driver nodded in appreciation.

“And I can’t thank you enough for this. For taking care of Lance for such a long period of time.” The man had truly been a lifesaver.

“Don’t mention it” Sebastian waved it off. “I’m just happy I could help and offer him a place he felt comfortable in your absence.” And so was he.

“But if it’s alright with you, I’d like to take him back to our garage now.” The team was anxious to have him back to prepare him for the Grand Prix, but he had told them he had needed to pick up Lance first. But he didn't want to test more of their patience.

“Oh yeah, of course” the German nodded. Looking down at the toddler. “Well it’s time to say goodbye schatz. Can I have a goodbye hug?” Sergio put the boy back on his feet and Sebastian knelt down, opening his arms.

Pouting a little, the boy accepted the hug. Throwing his arms around Sebastian’s neck. “Miss you” he mumbled. After 2 weeks he could understand why it was difficult for the boy to say goodbye and why he was sad. He would likely feel the same if the roles were reversed.

“Miss you too. But we’ll hang out together again soon, I promise.”

Pulling back the Canadian eyed the man with hopeful eyes. “Weally?” Glancing from the German to him.

“Of course” he nodded, with a fond smile. He wouldn’t suddenly take Sebastian out of the boy’s life.

A huge grin formed on the toddler’s face as he bounced in excitement. “Yay!” Making both of them chuckle at his enthusiasm as Sebastian high-fived the boy.

“Can you say, thank you?” Sergio questioned.

“Gracias Seb” the boy beamed, planting a kiss on the man’s cheek. While warmth spread throughout him at hearing Lance speak Spanish. He hadn’t been learning him that, but the boy had picked that all up on his own by hearing him occasionally speak it.

“Good boy” he complimented as Sebastian stood up and moved a little further in the room to hand him the boy’s bag and suitcase. Taking him he hang the bag with a strap on his shoulder and pulled out the handle of the suitcase, so that he could pull it behind him. 

“Bye bye Seb” Lance waved as they started walking away, reaching out to grab Sergio’s outstretched hand.

“Thanks again Sebastian” he thanked. Feeling like he couldn’t express his gratitude enough. The German just smiled and waved at them.

“Happy you back” Lance said, skipping next to him.

“Si?” A little astonished to hear that, but it felt good none the less. Still amazed by how willing the boy had been to go with him, as part of him had expected Lance to put up more of a fight, but luckily none of that had happened.

“Yeah.” Offering him a bright smile.

“Well I’m happy to be back.” To be back with Lance and to be back to racing.

“You dwive car again?” Lance asked him, eyeing him curiously.

“I will, si” he confirmed. Frowning when the boy suddenly stopped, but Lance just beamed up at him and held up his arms. Amused he raised an eyebrow. “Is something wrong with your legs?”

Lance shook his head as his lips spread in a cheeky toothy smile, while making grabby hands at him. Normally he wouldn’t give in to that kind of begging, but after going so long without the boy he didn’t feel the need to deny him, so he leaned down to pick the boy up. Feeling rewarded for the move when Lance immediately threw his little arms around his neck.

“Missed you” he heard the boy mumble against his neck, resting his head on Sergio’s shoulder.

“I missed you too conejito.” Hugging the boy back, taking in the smell of the boy’s strawberry shampoo.

With the boy in his arms he continued his way towards the Racing Point Garage where they were warmly welcomed back by the mechanics. They had obviously been missed, with most of the attention of course going to Lance. Not that he could blame them, he was more than alright with letting them dot over the toddler. Lance however was less amused, his attention already caught by something else. Moving back to him, the toddler impatiently tugged on his hands. “Me drive?” the boy asked with hopeful eyes, pointing at his race car.

“Oh I don’t know sweetie.” Looking at Tim, his engineer. He had no idea what the current situation was with his car, and he was not about to place Lance in it without knowing it was completely safe.

“Go ahead, it’s fine” Tim told him with a smile, taking the boy's luggage off of his hands.

“Alright then, let’s go.” Lance eyes lit up, pulling Sergio towards the pink car. Giggling happily when the Mexican lifted him up and placed him in the car. Tim, who appeared on the other side of the car, handing Lance his special toy steering wheel. The two of them sharing a smile when the boy immediately started to make car noises, turning the steering wheel like he was in an actual race.

“Sergio” their team principal Otmar called out, waving him over.

“Go” Tim encouraged. “I can keep an eye on the little guy for a bit.” Both of them knowing Lance would be busy playing pretend for a while.

“Gracias” he thanked the man, before hurrying over to Otmar, eager to get the meeting over with and get back to work.

**

After a busy day he found himself carrying a sleepy Lance back towards the hotel. The boy being exhausted from rediscovering all the toys he had in the play corner, like they were all brand new to him, and was lazily toying with the string of his hoodie.

“Come on sleepy head” he told the boy after getting back to their room. “Time for bed.” Yawning the boy allowed him to change into his pj’s and to help him brush his teeth. All without a problem until it got to the putting him to bed part, when suddenly the boy started to protested. “Lance, come on, get into the bed.”

“No! No. Don’t wanna!” the boy whined.

Confused he stopped trying, eyeing the boy with a frown. Not used to this kind of behavior from the toddler, at least not seemingly out of nowhere. “What’s going on conejito?”

“Don’t wanna sleep hewe. Wanna sleep with you” came the response with a giant pout. And with those sad, begging eyes looking up at him, how could he possibly say no to that. And maybe he didn’t want to resist, not tonight after being apart for so long.

“Alright, you go crawl in and I’ll get ready.” Beaming Lance leaned in and placed a big wet kiss on his cheek. And if that didn’t confirm he had made the right decision, he wasn’t sure what would. Putting the boy down, he watched with a smile as he ran towards his bed, climbing in and making himself comfortable. Grabbing his stuff, he retreated to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

“Huwwy” Lance told him when he walked back out.

Shaking his head amusingly, he told him, “Patience.” Secretly enjoying it when the boy instantly curled up against him when got into the bed. The boy mumbled something inaudible in his shirt, as his eyes started to drop close. “Dulces sueños conjito.” Softly running his fingers through the boy’s black locks, feeling completely content, hearing the boy’s breath slowly even out, falling asleep with his head on Sergio’s stomach, who wouldn't want it any other way.

 

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Chapter 29: Betrayal (Sam & Robin)

Notes:

I admit I had this idea from pretty much the news came out Sam was leaving Envision to race for Jaguar next season, yet struggled to get it out of my head and type it out. But here it is! Hopefully without too many mistakes as even to this point I keep tweaking little things. And yes I know that's bad. 🙈

Sighing Sam tried very hard not to feel offended and hurt when Robin once again ignored him, while stomping past him towards the bathroom. A minute or two later the door opened again with Robin walking straight back to his bed, cuddling back up under his blanket. He had anticipated a bit of a bad reaction from the boy, but he hadn’t been prepared for this kind of hostility, or how it would affected and hurt him. The decision to leave the team and go for a new challenge by signing for Jaguar had been a difficult one, but Robin’s behavior didn't help. Especially because even if he would never admit it out loud, the Dutchman had been a thought along the process. Knowing it would mean leaving his sleepy dopey team mate behind, who he had grown fond of, with his damned dialect and dry humor. On top of that, said team mate was still in adorable toddler form. A toddler who, hence his current behavior, had taken the news of his departure particularly hard, even when he had tried his very best to ease the news and calmly explain to why and that it had absolutely nothing to do with him. If anything, Robin’s presence had been a tempting factor to stay at Envision, with the way they clicked albeit all their differences. But ever since the news Robin behavior had went from sleepy and dopey to grumpy. Simply refusing to talk to him in favor of ignoring him as much as he possibly could.

Forcing himself not to pay attention to it, he got up from his bed and walked over to Robin’s. “Alright, sleepyhead. Come on, time to get up.” Unsurprisingly the boy refuse to move, stubbornly pretending to be asleep. Growing a little fed up with this continuous behavior, he pulled the blanket away from the toddler. “Come on Robin, get up” he spoke more sternly. Rolling over, Robin glared at him, but he met the boy’s gaze unfazed, not about to back down. He might be crazy about the boy, but when it came down to it, he was the guardian and Robin was the child in their situation. Meaning he couldn’t approve of the boy’s current behavior, who needed to listen to him and show him a little bit more respect.  

“Don’t wanna” Robin told him stubbornly, reaching for his blanket, but he made sure to keep it out of the toddler’s grasp. Grumbling the boy curled up into a little ball, almost like he was cold. A vague “I hate you” reaching Sam’s ears. Closing his eyes he forced himself to stay calm, not to take it personal. Robin was trying to punish him with his rebellious behavior. If only he knew that there was nothing him nor Sam could do to change the situation, even if he wanted to. The contract was signed and the ink was long dried.

“Robin, don’t make me tell you again.” Making it very clear with his voice that he was dead serious. Being a dad himself he did have a some experience with handling stubborn hard headed boys. Picking up on his seriousness Robin pushed himself up. Grumbling in Dutch or the dialect, he never was able to tell them apart, under his breath. “I want you to get dressed.“ Pointing to the clothes he had already laid out for the boy. “And ask me if you need help.” Knowing that Robin was old, even in toddler age, and wise enough to dress himself.

“Wanna see Toni!” the boy demanded while moving over to his clothes. Already pulling down his pajama pants.

Taking a moment to count to ten at the mention of the Portuguese, he kept his cool. “I will check with Jev in a bit. Maybe we can meet up in the park later.” If the boy hadn’t been obsessed enough with his former team mate before, he was now, after Sam’s news. If it was up to Robin he would spend all his time with Antonio and in Jev’s care. Unfortunately for him the Frenchman already had his hands full with two toddlers most of the time. With Neel leaving Porsche, and more away than there at this point, Jev had taken it upon himself to take care of his best friend and former team mate. Not getting it over his heart to leave André in the hands of someone, in his eyes at least, less trustworthy. And since taking care of two toddlers was already challenging enough, it was near impossible to add a third, unless it was an emergency, much to Robin’s chagrin.

“But want Toni” the boy whined in demand.

And as frustrated as he was, Sam couldn’t help but also feel sympathetic about the toddler’s current situation, fully aware of difficult it must be. Not only must the boy feel like he was being betrayed and left behind by him, but on top of that, the only two other consistent factors in his life, who had frequently babysat him were no longer available either. With André being turned into a toddler as well and Jev being preoccupied by taking care of him as well as Robin’s friend and fellow toddler Antonio. So yes it was completely understandable, it was quite a lot to handle for a boy his age.

“I’ll give Jev a call when you finished dressing.” Robin going there might not be an option, but maybe they could meet up somewhere later or he could take Antonio off Jev’s hands for a few hours. He had no problem with that.

Listening, Robin continued to dress himself until it came to his shirt. “Help..., please.” Getting up he helped him put on his shirt and did the button of his jeans.

“There you go.”

“Thanks” the toddler mumbled, almost shyly peaking up at him.

“I’ll give Jev a call” he answered the silent question.

The boy looked at him expectantly as the phone rang and rang. Just when though it would go unanswered Jev finally picked up. “Sam. Now is not a good time.” The stress clear in the man’s voice.

“Do you need help?” he immediately offered. Not wanting his friends to feel stressed out.

“Non, non. It’s alright, just can’t really talk now.” A lot of noise could be heard on the background. “Boys, don’t jump on the bed.” By the sounds of it, the toddlers were making Jev's room to their personal playground, and not in a good way.

“Do you want me to take Antonio for a bit?” he offered, having picked up om the exhaustion hidden in the man's stressed tone. Likely from having to play cop with the two rebels, trying to keep them from doing stuff they weren't suppose to.

“Yeah." It sounded almost relieved. "Can I drop him off after lunch?”

“Yes, of course” he quickly agreed. Giving a thumbs up to Robin. "And Jev, you can always call me if you need a hand."

"I know. Thanks Sam."

"Of course." After all the time he had babysat Robin, it was the least he could do in return.

“How’s Robin? Are thing getting better?” the Frenchman still asked, aware of their situation. Followed by the sound of a muffled shout in French towards what could only be André.

“Still the same.” Hearing Jev berate André once more. “But we can talk about that another time. Go and take care of your boys.” Grateful Jev gave a quick ‘au revoir’ before ending the call.

“Jev’s gonna bring Toni after lunch” he spoke, turning towards the toddler, who only nodded. Seemingly not wanting to give him the satisfaction of more, but he could still see the happiness in his eyes. “That mean you two can nap together again” he winked, knowing how much Robin liked it.

**

After breakfast the two of them walked towards the Envision garage. Robin grumbling under his breath about the fact that Sam had forced him to hold his hand. But since the boy had kept dragging his feet, resulting in him constantly being a few meters behind him, it felt like the safer option in the busy paddock.

All of the sudden Robin pulled his hand free, catching him by surprise, as the boy sprinted ahead. Hearing him yell, “Daniel!” Glancing ahead he notice a very much adult again Daniel Abt. Which was probably the only good thing coming from being dropped by Audi. A still far too harsh punishment if you asked him, but an effective way to get ride of a driver.

Daniel grinned. “Hey there Robin.” Lifting the boy off his feet. He would have never guessed it, but it turned out the now NIO driver was actually pretty good with children. And especially as of late with Robin, who sought him out whenever he saw him. He wasn’t complaining, quite the contrary. It was a bit of a relieve Robin at least had someone that had attention for him and managed to bring a smile to his face.

With the boy placed on his hip, Daniel walked over to him, talking animated with Robin. “Hey man” he greeted Sam when they got close enough. “Is it cool with you if I take this guy off your hands for a bit?”

Nodding he quickly agreed, if only for Robin’s sake. “Just make sure to bring him back before lunch.”

“Toni's coming” Robin stated with an almost proud grin.

“Is he?” Daniel asked full interested and Robin bobbed his head. “I’ll make sure to have you back in time then.” Booping the toddler's nose, causing him to giggle.

Smiling he eyed the two. “Well you to have fun.” Leaning in to press a kiss to Robin’s head. And although it was obvious the boy didn’t like it very much, he didn’t shy away from it either and let it happen. Baby steps, he reminded himself and this was another one forward.

**

That evening he helped a half asleep Robin into his pj’s. The boy exhausted from playing around with Daniel and spending all afternoon with Antonio, who surprisingly enough was already asleep in the other bed. The Portuguese was sleeping over. A decision he made the moment he had opened the door and noticed the bag's under Jev's eyes. The Techeetah driver barely had the energy to fight him over it. But by the looks the man hadn't been the only one dealing with the lack of sleep.

“Okay, let’s get you into bed.” Lifting Robin up and carrying him to his bed.

“’M tired” the boy mumbled groggily.

“I know you are sunshine.” Softly placing him down on the bed. Handing the boy one of his cuddly toys, the zwaan to be exact, while the boy was already starting to drift to sleep. Smiling softly he leaned in to press a loving kiss to his little team mate’s temple.

A “Love you” suddenly reached his ears, startling him a little and making him stop in his tracks. Glancing down at the boy in amazement, a grin slowly forming on his face. Feeling like a weight was lifted of his shoulders. He hadn’t wanted to admit it, but doubt had been nagging away at him when it came to the boy’s feelings towards it him, starting to fear the worse. So to hear that no matter how upset the boy was with his move, Robin still loved him, felt damn good.

Full adoration he leaned down, placing another kiss on the boy’s mop of brown hair. Lingering a little longer, before standing up and walking towards the door. Doing the classic stop there to glance back to make sure both boys were still sound asleep, before switching the lights off.

Still smiling he grabbed his phone, moving over to the bed. Sitting down on the edge, he texted Jev. Telling him he got Antonio to sleep without a hitch. Following up with a ‘There’s still hope’. Feeling the need to share the in his eyes, big progress, with his friend.

 

Notes:

For those of you who don't know and haven't seen BtV, Zwaan is dutch for swan 😉

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Chapter 30: Betrayal 2 (Sebastian & Charles)

Notes:

Formula E isn't the only series that has to deal with toddlers feeling betrayed by a leaving team mate, Sebastian and Charles dealing with it too.

Leaning back in his chair, Sebastian was quite content sitting there with Kimi. Both of them enjoying the sunlight with a cup of coffee. Only for his peace to be abruptly interrupted by the cries of a child. Startled he sat back up straight, his brain already coming to the quick conclusion from the sound of the cries that it wasn’t Charles. Still his eyes instinctively scanned the playground in search of the source. And it didn’t take long before his eyes fall on Lance. The boy was sitting in the sandbox, crying distraught and covered with sand. But seeing who was next to the boy, made his heart drop.

Charles. And with a empty bucket in his hand and a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

Horrified he jumped to his feet, running over. Sending a disapproving glare towards Charles, before firstly focusing his attention on helping the Canadian toddler. Lifting him up to his feet, he shushed him softly. Gently brushing the sand from the boy’s hair, face and shoulders. “Shhh kleine” he soothed just as Sergio arrived.

“What happened niño?” the Mexican questioned worriedly. Kneeling down on one knee next to the Canadian.

“Someone has been a very naught boy” Sebastian answered for him. Throwing another disapproving and slightly angry look at Charles.

“Again?”

Saddened he nodded. The little Monegasque had been acting out ever since he learned of the news that Sebastian had signed with Aston Martin. In his hurt and betrayal, Charles had decided to take his anger out on poor innocent Lance. He suspected jealousy and fear also played a big part in the behavior. In the boy’s experience he was probably not only leaving, but replacing him with Lance, who would naturally would fall under his care. Hence why he was acting out towards his fellow toddler.

Not that it was an excuse. Absolutely not. Behavior like this couldn’t be tolerated.  

Crouching down in front of his little team mate, he looked him right in the eye. “Charles you cannot throw sand over someone. Apologize to Lance”  he told the toddler strictly.

Huffing the toddler raised his chin, stubbornly shaking his head.

Swallowing back his annoyance, he leveled the boy with a look. “Apologize right now or playtime is over” he warned sternly. If words wouldn’t be effective, than deeds would hopefully do the trick.

“No!” Crossing his arms, Charles glared right back at him.

“Alright have it your way.” Losing his patience with this continuous behavior0, he grabbed a hold of the boy’s wrist. “I do apologize for this awful behavior” he told Sergio, who gave him a sympathetic look, being a father himself.

Without another words he all but dragged the loudly protesting toddler away. Leaving Lance in the capable hands of his caretaker.

“No Seb pwease” Charles cried. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry!”

But he refused to listen.

“I wanna play. Pwease Seb!”

Stopping he turned to look at the toddler. “You should have thought of that before you threw sand over Lance” he reprimanded the boy. “And I warned you what would happen if you didn’t apologize, remember?” Giving the toddler a moment to that sink in. “And you still refused to listen and say sorry.”

Instinctively Charles opened his mouth to protest, but then he thought better of it. Eventually bowing his head in defeat. It being his que to continue his way.

 **

Once back in their room he set the boy down on the bed, hoping to deal with this once and for all. Truly exhausted from having to deal with it time and time again. 

“I know you’re upset and jealous of Lance” he stated. Proving right by the bright shameful blush marring the toddler’s cheeks. “But do you remember why I’m leaving Ferrari?”

Pulling a chair over to sit opposite of the boy.

“Yes” the boy nodded. “You leave to Aston Mawtin.” Spitting out the name with disgust.

“No that's not it” he calmly corrected. “Think back for me. Do you remember that I was leaving long before the news came I was going to drive for Aston Martin?”

For a second or two Charles started at him, but then he slowly gave a little nod.

“The truth is that I’m going to Aston Martin because Ferrari doesn’t want me to drive for them anymore.” Even now it still hurt to say it out loud. Till this very day Ferrari was still the team of his dreams and with their decision he felt like he failed not only them, but himself as well.

Charles his eyes widened almost comically. Looking rather pale all of the sudden as tears welled up in his eyes. “No.” Furiously shaking his little head. “No, they would not” the boy protested in denial. almost desperately.

Making him feel a little bad for making the team the boy still belonged to make look bad, but sadly it was the truth. “You know Binotto and all those important ‘suits’ as you used to call them?” Getting a yes in confirmation. “Well they decided not to give me a new contract. Meaning that I don’t have a car for next season” he calmly explained. Letting the information sink in for a moment. “That’s why they signed Carlos. He will be driving my car so to speak.”

Charles forehead wrinkled. “But I no want Cawlos. Want you!” the boy stated with a pout.

“It’s out of my hands schatz.”

“No!” Charles threw himself at him. Desperately clinging onto him tightly.

It broke his heart to see the boy so upset, but like he said, there was nothing he could do to change the situation. Ferrari had made their decision and he had signed a contract. And honestly he had been started to look forward to next season. To have a new car and not the Ferrari unworthy one he was currently struggling to drive with every race.

“It’s okay.” Soothingly rubbing the boy’s back. “I’m not leaving you completely. I’m just moving to another garage and you will still see me” he reassured the boy. “But you will have to stay with Carlos instead of me.” Hating being the one that had to remind the boy of that fact. However it was better to be honest and straight forward now than to get the boy’s hopes up. “And you know you can always go to Kimi as well.” Fondly running his fingers through the dark hair. Reminding him he had another person in the paddock who cared for him a great deal.

Hope shined in Charles’s eyes as he looked up at him. “Stay with you too?”

Closing his eyes he shook his head. Not wanting to witness the look of heartbreak that must be on the toddler’s face. It would break his heart. “Binotto will not allow that, and maybe neither will Aston Martin.” Not sure what that team’s standpoint was on the situation.

“Why not?” Came the distraught question.

How was he going to explain that? And in a way that especially the toddler would be able to understand the situation that was made oh so difficult by powerful people. When an idea suddenly popped up in his head. After all he wasn’t the first one in this situation.

“Do you remember when Daniel left Red Bull and went to Renault?” he question with renewed patience. Waiting for Charles to slowly nod his head. “But he is still with Max a lot right.” Another nod. “We will be like that too, okay?”

“Pwomise?” Wary eyes looked up at him. Like the boy didn’t even dare to hope.

“Of course mein Schatz.” Hugging the relieved boy close. Pressing a loving kiss on the mop of dark hair.

“But you will need to be nice to Lance from now on, alright?” he reminded the boy. “This is not his fault."

“No?” Almost sounding surprised.

“No.” Shaking his head. “He is probably just as sad as you, because Checo is leaving him as well." Reminded Charles of the fact that their situation was very similar.

Biting his lip, Charles look thoughtful for a moment. “He sad when Checo sick” the boy eventually spoke with a little nod. Seemingly having determined that Lance was in the same boat as him now too.

“Correct.” Running his fingers again to the boy’s hair. Priding himself with the fact that Charles could truly be smart and considered boy when he wanted to be, or with the right information. In the past he had been very kind to Lance, when Sebastian had volunteered to take care of the Canadian toddler when Perez had tested positive for Covid-19.

“And if you’re nice to him we could do things together in the future, you, me and Lance. Would you like that?”

Charles considered it, before a happy grin spread on his lips. “Yes” he claimed. Eyes sparkling with joy.

“Good” he nodded. A weight having been lifted from his shoulder now that he finally managed to get through to the boy. Even if he was already berating himself a little for not thinking of using Daniel and Max as example sooner. It would have made his and Charles’s life a hell of a lot easier and prevented a lot of misery.

“Je t’aime Seb” Charles spoke sweetly. Contently cuddling closer, warming his heart. Feeling blessed to be on the receiving end of the pureness of a child’s love.

“Love you too.”

Charles might give him quite a lot of headaches and a few grey hairs already, especially as of late. But he still wouldn’t want it any other way. Having grown far too fond of him over their time together.

 

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• Part 1 of Like Magic Universe