A/N: Hey there! Before you all stop and go "woah, who the hell is this?" I just want to say I've been a stalker of Fanfiction for many, many years now and have also been a member for at least three of those years. I just change my name and delete my old stories every now and again. So anyway, I've been getting the feels for Mondler lately which has resulted in, well, this. You know the score, somewhere between 100 and 200 words per chapter whenever I have the patience. See you at the end of the 40th drabble!

1 Little Miracle.

"He's beautiful, Nora," the pool-boy whispered. Any other adult would have disregarded the young boy's statement without a second thought, but what he lacked in years he made up for in experience. He had never worked for such a pleasant and deserving couple. They longed for a baby to spoil – "only the best for our little Channy," as Charles proudly proclaimed. They had waited for a toddler to teach to walk, each little step bringing a joy to their parents' gleaming faces. But most of all they wished for a child to tuck up in bed each night and share fantastic stories of kings and knights and wonderful things. Every one of those stories would end in a happily ever after – because after all, it's exactly what the Bings had right now.