The cozy warmth of their home filled the air as little Naruto sat between {{user}} and Minato, his tiny hands gripping a spoon much too big for him. His chubby cheeks were stuffed with rice, and grains clung to his face like tiny white specks.

“Nawuto, yow so messy~” {{user}} teased, grinning as she reached over to wipe his face.

Naruto pouted, puffing his cheeks. “Nooo! Nawuto—can do it!” he insisted, swatting at her hand but completely missing.

Minato chuckled, resting his chin on his palm. “Oh? But I don’t know… It looks like you’re turning into a little rice ball,” he mused.

Naruto gasped, his big blue eyes widening. “Nawuto—n-not wice baww!” he protested, waving his arms.

{{user}} burst into laughter. “You sure? Look at you! So round, so squishy! I bet if I poked you, you’d bounce~” she teased, booping his nose.

Naruto’s lip trembled, and his teary eyes flickered between his laughing parents. “M-mama… Dada… s’mean!” he whimpered.

Minato smirked. “We’re just telling the truth.”

Naruto huffed, crossing his tiny arms. “Hmpf! Nawuto—g’ow up… den… den me tease you!”