A/N) Just add this to the list of the random little oneshots I do for this fandom. I just couldn't resist the mental image of it. Hope you enjoy this short, very cute scene!

'Imagine your OTP has a child/children. Imagine Person A of your OTP standing on a chair, sofa, or balancing between two separate armrests with their kid(s) in their arms. Person B walks in asking what they're doing, and both Person A and the kid(s) cry frantically, "The floors are lava!"'

"Quick! Get up! Quick, Benny!"

Tom hoisted his son into his arms, holding him high in the air. Benny was looking down, a very convincing look of fear on his face as he chattered in Tom's ear. "We have to get higher! The lava's rising!"

"I know!" Tom shouted, trying to avoid looking down at the molten rock that bubbled menacingly below them.

"Can't we use a spell?" Benny asked urgently.

"I suppose you know a 'getting rid of lava' spell, do you?" Tom retorted.

Benny considered this. "Well - no, but -"

"May I ask what on Earth you are doing?" A slightly incredulous voice came from the doorway, and both males turned to see Lexi standing on the threshold in a faded white apron and a orange patterned bandanna tying her hair back, raising her eyebrows at the pair. Tom and Benny were standing on their sofa in the centre of the living room, Tom holding Benny high in his arms. All the other furniture had been pushed back against the walls.

She took a step forward - a seemingly innocent action, normally. But this caused both Tom and Benny to cry out frantically. "The floors are lava!"

"Oh -" Of course they are. Lexi stepped back, feeling slightly foolish. "Am I safe here?"

Benny considered this seriously. "Yes. But only just. The lava's spreading everywhere, and rising too. Up here we're safe."

"Oh -" Lexi repeated dumbly, not sure what she did in this situation.

"C'mon Mum! You can get up here to escape from the lava!" offered Benny with a bright smile.

"Er, I really don't think -"

"Oh, c'mon Mum!" Benny pleaded.

"Yeah, c'mon Mum," Tom mimicked. "You don't want to fall in the lava, do you?"

Lexi flashed a look at Tom, who shrugged and smiled innocently. Benny was still beckoning her urgently, showing her the points where the lava hadn't reached yet.

And that was how Lexi ended up balancing on her archaic, creaky sofa, clinging onto Tom and her seven year old son and trying desperately not to fall in the "lava".

"You're as bad as him," she murmured to Tom over his shoulder. Benny was yelling in delight as Tom bounced him up and down, barely avoiding the "lava" underneath them.

Tom grinned. "You're doing it too. S'not all me any more."

Lexi had to concede that he had a point.

A/N) This was short, but hey. It was cute, so that makes up for most things. Please review!