This is for Goodorevilangel-your choice as a birthday present, I believe. I'm not sure if it's the character's birthday or yours, so happy birthday if it is! :D

They didn't know they were going to have another baby until it arrived.

Jack and Cal had left the Tooth Palace to make snowy mayhem for two hours, returning to find a very confused Sky, Amber and Eve and a very excited April babbling about 'a little snow fairy'.

Two hours.

That wasn't a lot of time, but two hours ago, Cal had been Cal. Now he was big brother Cal.

His new sister was tiny. She weighed no more than a bag of sugar and was slightly smaller than a loaf of bread. She was, indeed, a 'snow fairy', pure white feathers as soft as freshly fallen snow and her delicate wings detailed with a frost pattern not unlike what Jack and Cal conjured up. A crown of coloured feathers identical to her mother's broke up the white, almost as bright as her kaleidoscopic purple-blue eyes. Like Tooth, she had bigger feathers trailing down behind her, resembling a skirt, the colours of these feather the pastel counterparts of those on her head.

Jack got to hold her before Cal did, which was unfair, but understandable. Highly unfair though, as Cal had to wait ten excruciatingly long minutes before he got to hold the infant.

"Hello!" He beamed. "What's her name?"

"Not sure yet." Tooth gave a weary smile. Jack was sat next to her, his arm about her shoulders. She relaxed against him, closing her eyes. She was asleep in a matter of seconds.

"Aha, you're never getting her back now!" Cal smirked, shifting his hold on his new sister and grabbing his staff. He floated from the room rapidly, heading straight for the command centre.

He stopped all fairies and introduced the nameless infant. The tot stared bemusedly around at all the fluttering fairies, seeing nothing but endless blurs of blues and greens.

"Cal!" Jack caught him by the shoulder. He freed the baby from his son's hold and gestured at all the fairies with a wave of his staff. "Tooth's asleep, so you need to organise this lot."

"Can I keep her with me?"

"Do you know how to look after a baby?"

"No." Jack just nodded, as if to say 'as I thought'. "But you could teach me!"

"Later. You've got work to do." Cal huffed sulkily, but set about giving instructions to the fairies. Jack returned to Tooth's room, summoning a cot of ice to rest his new daughter in. As far as he knew, there was still some baby stuff left over from Cal's infancy.

Ten minutes later, he successfully had her in a nappy and a clean pastel yellow jumpsuit that he had cut holes in to avoid damaging her wings.

He picked her up, his hands under her thin arms. "There. Now you won't be so messy." She yawned, her head drooping. Jack rested her against his shoulder as he retrieved a few blankets from the cupboard. One handed, he folded two blankets for her to lie on. The third covered her and she drifted happily into sleep a minute on.

"I'm going to find you." Cal said slowly in a sing-song voice. His little sister, Aliesha Pixie Wira Frost, loved hide and seek. For a three year old, she wasn't bad.

"Have you lost her again?" Jack chuckled, watching from atop his staff.

"No. Not yet." Cal added under his breath. Jack's grin widened. "Am I warm, cold, what?"

"Cold. You're always cold."

"You're not helping."

"I'm not trying to." Jack shrugged, smile still in place. Cal made a face at him and continued to search for his baby sister.

"Fee fi fo fumb!" Cal jumped behind a column, his hands ready to catch his sister but she wasn't there. "Where are you, you little bum."

"Don't call her that!"

"It rhymes!" Jack stared at him, unimpressed. Cal didn't respond, running a list of her usual hiding places through his mind. "Can I have a clue?"

"She's somewhere." Cal directed a 'duh' look at him. Jack smiled devilishly. "Unexpected…" He finished mysteriously.

Cal sighed, passing a hand through his messy, brightly coloured hair.

"OK, you win!" He called.

"Catch me then!" He looked up and saw her falling towards him. He darted forward a few steps and caught her. She giggled madly. "I win, I win, I win!" She chanted happily.

"Were you flying?" She nodded proudly as he set her down. Peering over her shoulder with a strong look of concentration, her wings shimmered as they gave a small flutter.

She managed to hover a few inches from the floor for nearly half a minute and then fell; happy, but tired at her triumph.

Jack hopped down neatly, a proud smirk playing a playful light over his features. "You helped her, didn't you?"

"Of course I did." His smirk became more twisted. "It's nice seeing you lose." Cal wrinkled his nose distastefully at his father. "Besides, she's only just started flying. Do you really think she can get up there and stay there?" He nodded up at a height of twenty or thirty feet then smiled down at Aliesha. "Should we go and tell your mam then?" She grinned broadly, nodding in infectious agreement. Her father scooped her up and flew from the room. Cal quickly followed, trying to imagine how his mother would react to her little Lish finally flying.

And now Cal is a big brother. Don't know how often I can update this due to ideas and you lot would probably kill me if I abandoned the PJO fics again :P