Xelloss didn't like the way Filia was grinning, not one bit, but he shrugged and followed her anyway. Filia stopped at a dresser at the side of the room and pulled out some white cloths and safety pins, then led the way to the bathroom.
"Ano, Filia, what are we doing in here? You said that we had to feed Val breakfast," Xelloss spoke up.
"Oh, we do," Filia responded. "First, though, we have to change his diaper." She smirked. "Haven't you noticed that he needs changed, Namagomi?"
Filia, if I'm going to help you out, you could at least drop the name-calling, Xelloss thought. He sighed silently and sat Val on the countertop, keeping a loose hold on the baby. "So, what do we do first?"
"First, you remove the old diaper and wipe him off with a damp rag," Filia grinned, tossing Xelloss said rag.
Xelloss caught the rag easily and started to take off Val's dirty diaper. Suddenly, he paused and glanced at Filia. Hey, why am I the one doing this? He decided to voice his thoughts. "Filia, why are you pawning this work off on me? You're his mother."
"Admitting defeat so soon, Xelloss?" Filia tsked. "Oh, well, I guess I should have expected that a Mazoku like yourself wasn't up to the task of caring for a baby, anyway. Here, let me do it for you."
Xelloss moved so that Filia couldn't take over. "Who ever said I was giving up? I just asked why you were having me do all the work." He stuck his tongue out at Filia and went back to cleaning up Val. He even started humming a little tune, just to spite her.
Turning red, Filia fought to keep her temper. He must really hate it, she consoled herself. He's just pretending to enjoy it to make me upset.
Actually, Xelloss thought this was all rather fun, even if it was really stinky and messy. Never before, in all his thousand years of existence, did he ever have the chance to take care of a baby. Everything Val did fascinated the Trickster Priest. Even a Mazoku like Xelloss isn't completely immune to the charms of an adorable little baby. He finished the job and turned back to Filia. This wasn't so hard!
Filia had managed to compose herself during this time. She handed Xelloss a white cloth and some safety pins. "Here's his fresh diaper. Stick him with a pin, and I'll... I'll do something to make you regret it!"
Taking the proffered items from Filia, Xelloss leered at her. "Ooh, a spanking, Fi-chan? I'm sure you will," he said in a low tone that just dripped with innuendo. He inwardly giggled at Filia's shocked, red-faced response as he went back to changing Val.
Filia quickly turned away from Xelloss, suddenly all too aware of his presence behind her. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands. How... how dare he say something like that to her in that tone of voice! But, at the same time, a deliciously naughty feeling played at the edge of all that self-righteousness....
Xelloss could hardly contain his laughter. It was so much fun to shock Filia like that! Hmm... how could he stir up more mischief? He stared at the cloth in his hands, and a roguish smile slowly appeared on his face. He rapidly did his work and picked Val up. "All done, Filia!"
Meanwhile, Filia had calmed herself back down. She had to stop letting Xelloss get to her! She turned back around and gasped. Instead of putting the diaper on Val correctly, Xelloss had made it into a turban for the baby! "Xelloss! That's not how it's supposed to go!"
"It's not?" Xelloss replied in an innocent tone. "Aw, but it looks so cute like that!"
Filia shook her head. "No, Xelloss. Try it again."
"Okay!" Xelloss tried again and presented Val again a minute later. "How about this?" he asked, holding up Val with a diaper-cloth bandanna.
"No. Again."
The third time, Xelloss had managed to put the diaper on himself. "How's this, Filia?" he grinned impishly.
"Xelloss!" Filia cried, blushing yet again. "Do it right!"
Xelloss pouted. "Aw, you never let me have any fun," he complained, putting Val's diaper on correctly, this time.
Filia smirked through her blushing. "Of course I don't. Come on, let's go feed Val, now."