They Meet Their (Future) Children || 1/2
Part 2
Pairing: Time, Legend, Sky, Four x Reader
Overview: We've done the Chain meeting each other's kids, but what would happen if they met their own kids during their travels...long before they even know of their existence?
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Time knew something was off practically the moment he and the boys stepped foot on the property.
For well over a year, you've been bothering your husband to replace that old, rickety pasture fence - and not through simple patch work, either.
You wanted an entirely new fence just like the one that welcomes him home now, and while he wouldn't exactly put his past your ambitious nature to have just built the fence yourself within the few months he's been gone, he does believe it to be beyond your capabilities to have also constructed a brand-spanking-new barn along with it…
Neither the fence or barn were there when he last kissed you farewell. Talon could've possibly hired someone else to complete both projects during his absence, yet that doesn't seem in his character nor funds not when he insists on getting as much free-labor out of your strong, capable husband as possible...So how exactly did they come to be?
"Mornin'! What brings you gentlemen around?" There's a young girl feeding cuccos nearby, her smile greeting the group of strangers like a warm hug.
She looks vaguely familiar, if Time were to speak honestly, her facial features striking him as being oddly similar to those he'd find in a mirror - same nose and all. It's a silly thought he's prepared to dismiss almost as soon as it crosses his mind, that is, until the girl suddenly drops her pale of feed with a gasp, "PA!?"
Everyone is caught off guard by her piercing cry, however they're left even more stunned when she races forward and leaps into Time's arms without any sign of hesitation or discomfort - a great contrast to the man in question who, despite catching her easily, still stumbles backwards in his own surprise.
He's frozen stiff like a plank of wood while the girl hugs him tight, nuzzling her face against his dirty armor without a care in the world as expressed through her delighted laughter, "You're back! Oh, how I missed ya'! I thought you said you'd be gone longer? Ma and Mel are gonna be sooo happy!"
"Geeze, a teenager? He's older than we thought," Time hears Warrior whisper.
It could probably be understood why he and the other Links are so willing to brush off this situation. As far as they're aware, this girl is someone known to Time. Her 'pa', apparently.
It's easy enough to accept since they already know him to be the eldest hero who also happens to be happily married. It's only Twilight and Four who keep their eyebrows raised, feeling both confused and slightly betrayed by this information. Had he lied to them before when he said he had no children yet?
"...I'm sorry -" Deciding to put an end to the whispers surrounding them, Time gently pushes the girl back with two firm hands upon her shoulders, "- It seems there's been a misunderstanding here. I...We haven't met."
"P-Pardon...?" Oh. She sounds so heartbroken - and looks it, too, with wide, pained eyes and a wobbling lip! The sight strangely fills Time with a sudden urge to rid of that frown by any means possible...but why would that be?
Looking at this girl up close, he realizes there's really no denying the similarities she carries to not only to himself, but you as well. If anything, she's a carbon copy of you both!
She did say 'pa' earlier...and out of all the young men here, she didn't hesitate to confidently jump into his arms while saying it, too. She obviously works here on the ranch, and given the new structures Time's never seen before...It might sound insane, but this whole mission has been. It’s possible that she's -
"- GIRLS! SUPPER!" Before anything else can be said, a loud bell is heard ringing from the house. Following it, Time once again finds himself frozen. Although he has no confirmation on who this girl is, he could easily recognize his wife from a mile away even if she does look a tad older.
You ring a bell on the porch in a practiced fashion, your voice booming across the ranch, but of course, it doesn't take you long to let your attention stray to the group of men hovering around your daughter; strange men, to be specific.
Time would be concerned if you didn't look surprised - and honestly a bit aggravated - by their presence which has you instantly marching down the steps with a huff, clearly on the verge of shouting something their way and shooing them off until you snap your mouth shut at the sight of him. From there, you have a very similar reaction as your dear Saria had.
The fabric of your dress is crumbled up in your hands as you rush over, although unlike your daughter, you show more restraint than to immediately jumping into Time's arms. Instead, you stop mere feet in front of him, one hand hovering over your mouth while the other hovers between you both as if you’re afraid to actually touch him. You gasp his name, however that's as much as he gives you the chance to say before he's sheepishly ducking away.
"I...don't think I'm in the right time."
"No, I reckon you aren't..." You smile sympathetically before at last committing to reaching out to him. Your aged hands are gentle upon his cheeks even as you turn his face side-to-side in quiet awe, "Oh, look at you, dear...You're so young...And yet, you look so tired."
You aren't his wife - not exactly, anyway - however that doesn't stop Time from melting against your sacred touch, holding your hands to his cheeks with an exhausted sigh of his own, "...It's been a long few months."
You chuckle - a pleasant sound as you let your fingertips brush against his skin before stealing them away from him completely, "I can recall."
Time's eye leaves you only to glance back at the girl who now hovers shyly behind, fiddling with the fabric of her dress. You take immediate notice of his diverted attention, turning around to face your daughter for yourself, "...Well, I suppose there's no sense in hiding it now. This is Saria, one of our girls."
"I, um...Hiya...pa," She squeaks, her nervousness being a far cry from her earlier excitement mere seconds ago. Then again, this is probably a difficult situation for her as well. Just as much as she’s a stranger to him, he’s also a stranger to her.
"Our -...One?" Time repeats, catching onto that small word you used. He's not sure if he sounds more confused or eager by the question.
"We've got another ‘round here somewhere. Mallory. She should -"
"- MA! I CAN'T FIND THE - Oh...!"
"And there she is…" You chuckle, sending your eldest daughter a smile and waving her over to join the rest of you.
She, too, is cautious to the strangers standing in her yard, yet unlike her twin she carries a fierce confidence in her stride not unlike the one you had originally approached the boys with.
There's only a brief flicker of surprise when she sets sights upon the man who will inevitably become her father, yet she maintains her guarded posture, taking place behind you with a defensive stance, that is until Saria pulls on her arm with a whisper in her ear:
"...He's pa but younger..."
Mallory blinks, at last seeming to trust her own eyes as she lets bewilderment take the forefront of her expression while looking back to Time. Raising her chin, she does her best not to look too eager, "...You didn't mention this part of your adventures."
"I take it you're in need of a place to stay for the night - all of ya’?” You don’t make it sound like much of a question, calmly addressing the group as if this situation is completely normal for you. Of course, it sorta is when you’re married to the Hero of Time.
"We wouldn't want to impose -"
"- Oh come now, Link. This is your home in any time," You wave a dismissive hand, looking to your daughters with a commanding smile, "Girls, we're gonna need more plates."
"Yes, ma'!”
This is the WORST! Who even invited this guy? Why is he here sitting at the campfire as if he's an official member of the group? And, most importantly, why the hell is he getting so cozy with you?
Legend grumbles, watching with jealousy in annoyance as you hang onto every word the stranger says throughout his dramatic account of his 'supposed' adventure. None of it sounds all that special, of course, yet everyone in the group listens as if they’re actually entertaining this - this fraud!
Liron is his name allegedly. Your group had first crossed paths with him deep inside a particularly demanding dungeon which was already strange in itself seeing as only heroes tended to brave the depths of such ruins, although no one else seemed to question it much.
The mysterious boy proved to be quite skilled and knowledgeable when facing some of the more complex puzzles, especially thanks to his many tools, some of which looked suspiciously similar to Legend's own collection (not that anyone really cared to listen to his paranoid observation).
"I highly doubt he robbed you, Vet. Even if it is your stuff - which, really, what are the chances - he could've probably just come into possession of them during a time long after yours," That was your theory, which to your credit, was a perfectly reasonable explanation given the eight other Links surrounding you, however Legend was far too stubborn to consider it.
Perhaps he wouldn't even be so hostile if not for how easily Liron had warmed up to you. From the jump, the young man has been by your side, almost fishing for your approval whenever it came to his accomplishments inside that dungeon or the stories he currently tells over dinner. That little rat even has the audacity to look across camp every so often, no shame in the bright smile he dares to flash at Legend as if to say 'I've got you beat'!
Finally having enough of the sight, the Veteran shoots up from his spot, ignoring every concern thrown his way as he marches out of camp. All the while, his mind swirls with feelings of rage, jealousy, hurt, and self-pity.
Liron's just lucky there's so many witnesses or else he'd -! ...Well, Legend doesn't really know what he'd do...
Maybe if he were a braver man, he would've openly confronted the teen, demanding that he keeps his dirty paws to himself instead of acting so chummy around you, after all your Legend's girlfriend and he met you first which means he has dibs! Or something like that...
...Deep down, he knows he should have more faith in himself and in you. It's not like you're the type to fall for a charming smile and funny stories alone, yet your dear o' Link can't help feeling insecure when faced with someone who so obviously carries less baggage and sourness than himself.
What if you realize you're into laidback guys over those who are emotionally reserved? What if, while listening to Liron's exciting tales, you decide you want to follow him around instead of the Chain? How is Legend supposed to compete?
"Hey!" Oh for the love of Hylia - If anyone were to come chasing after him, Legend would've hoped it would be you or Hyrule. Hell, he'd even settle for the Captain at this rate. Anyone except for Liron who comes jogging up with a worried smile that almost looks real, "Are you alright?"
"Peachy," Legend hissed through clenched teeth, pouring all his willpower into being civil...but it's a losing battle, "We need more firewood."
"Oh...Mind if I help then -?"
"- No need."
Liron frowns at the rejection which does nothing to actually turn him away. Instead, the teen maintains pace with Legend, remaining glued to his side as he walks with his arms awkwardly crossed behind his back.
After a few breaths of silence, he speaks up, "...If there's something on your mind, it's better to tell someone than keep it bottled up inside. That's what my mom always says anyway...Here, why don't we head back to camp so you can talk to (Y/n)? She'll know what to -"
"- What's your obsession with her?!" There is it - The snap in Legend's patience. He halts immediately in his tracks, spinning on his heel to glare at Liron dangerously with a finger pointed against the boy's chest, "You need to back off! She's -...not interested, alright?!"
Ideally, Liron would've seen the fire in the hero's eyes and taken the hint - then preferably a long hike off a short cliff for all Legend cares. The others would be confused, and you might be a little sad, but surely everyone would forget about his face in no more than a few days...however rather irritatingly, Liron merely tilts his head in mocked confusion, a bold hand placed upon his hip, "And what's that supposed to mean?"
"It means she's my girlfriend, so STOP SNIFFING AROUND HER!"
Liron blinks once then twice, yet Legend maintains his sharp glare, fully prepared to meet any arguments head on, in fact he might even be willing to throw a few punches if the situation were to call for it...but to his astonishment, instead of challenging him for your heart as expected, Liron dramatically sticks out his tongue with a gag, "EWW! GROSS! You can't be serious! What do you think - that I've been flirting with her this whole time!? That's DISGUSTING!"
His reaction catches Legend off guard at first, although the hero's quick to recover with a new flare to his anger, "...'Disgusting'?! What's that supposed to mean, huh? Y-You're too good for her or something?!"
"What? No! She's a wonderful person -"
"- She is -" There's no question about that.
"- But I'd never date her! Not in a billion years!"
"Well, that's great because she is too good for you anyways!" Legend bites back childishly.
"Ugh! Can we please stop referring to my mom as a romantic option?! It's freaking weird!" Liron groans while rubbing a hand over his face, yet he freezes mid-action once he realizes what he's just let slip.
Now Legend's left completely stunned, staring at the other boy as if he's grown two heads. Mom? You? As in, this guy's your son?
...Sure, now that he says it and now that Legend's actually paying attention, Liron does share some similar traits as you. He most definitely has facial features at least and personality wise you aren't so different which is probably why you've gotten on so well.
With everyone being from different timelines, it wouldn't be completely impossible for him to be from a future where you've settled down...so why does that thought make Legend's stomach turn? The image of you in some other man's arms, likely getting married and doing the deed, eventually carrying his kids and -
"I - ...That...makes sense, I guess..." Is all he can mumble in his shattered state, too overwhelmed with emotions to think of anything else. It's amazing how quickly his fiery anger can be replaced with cruel heartbreak by only a few words alone.
"You...alright?" Liron cautiously reaches a hand towards Legend's shoulder, yet he jerks away harshly.
"Yeah, of course I'm alright! Why wouldn't I be?" He snaps, turning his back to the teen with his glare renewed, yet it becomes rather pathetic as he looks towards the ground, "...I guess that explains why you've been so close to her this whole time. She must be a good mom, right - I mean, if you guys get along so great now. What am I saying - of course she's probably a good mom! She's - It's her!...You and your dad must be pretty damn lucky to have her."
Oh, how Legend wishes Liron would just leave - return to both you and the others so that he can be left alone with his own bitterness as company. Instead, the annoying brat remains, daring to scoff at the veteran hero's dramatics, "...Hylia's sake, you're as dense as they come!"
"Excuse me?!"
“Here I was worried you were going to put the pieces together yourself right away, but even now, you're still miles off!" Liron huffs, his hands placed on both of his hips - a habit he no doubt inherited from you, "Didn’t she already suggest it to you - that I could be from your Hyrule, from some point in the future? Well, she was right. I am...Now, why do you think she’d decide to stay there of all places, hmm?”
"...You - You mean?"
Liron rolls his eyes with a smirk, "Weren't you listening back at the campfire? The others were already pointing out how similar you and I look, not to mention you said it yourself: I have some of your items. Personally, I'd say it's far less likely that I happened to rob you, and more so that I just took some helpful advice from my old man before stepping out the door."
Legend continues to stare at Liron in utter shock, mouth agape and everything as the wheels stutter inside his brain. It’s a lot to take in, after all…
This kid who’s been following the Chain around all day, happily chatting away with you while desperately trying to involve him in every conversation, secretly seeking the approval of you both, not as a rival, but as a child trying his hardest to impress his parents.
…He’s your son - No, not even just that. He’s the son you share with Legend. That must mean something, right? That no matter how much he screws up - no matter his past heartbreaks or whatever cruel things the universe continues to throw at him - you must still stick around, continuing to love him despite all his flaws and enough so to even raise a child together…
Legend finally clasps his mouth shut, awkwardly looking away from Liron in hopes it isn’t too obvious how watery his eyes have suddenly become, “...So...I'm your dad? ...I guess that must suck for you."
Liron blinks again, although his confusion melts into a smile too soft to have come from Legend’s genes, “...Actually, it's like you said: I'm pretty damn lucky. Not only do I have a great mom, but I’ve also got a pretty amazing dad, too.”
For the first time since embarking on this long, tiresome journey, Sky can relax a bit after walking through yet another strange portal. The sight of a clear blue sky and breath of crisp air lifts a sizable weight off his shoulders, the familiar terrain of Skyloft immediately curing that awful homesickness that's been aching in his heart since...Well, almost as soon as he had left, really.
It's only natural that his thoughts jump immediately to you. Where are you right now? What are you doing? Will you be happy to see him? Have you missed him just as much as he's missed you? So many questions and so little patience left in his weakened will. He can't wait to see you!
Perhaps if he weren't so young and lovestruck, Sky would realize that there's other priorities that should be at the forefront of his concern. First of all, the Chain didn't come here to meet his girlfriend although they would all still be very pleased to meet you. They're hunting a threat - a threat which no doubt came slithering through here. It's in everyone's best interests to find that shadow before it can cause more harm, Hylia forbid to any of the peaceful inhabitants of Skyloft.
Second on the list, Sky should really explain to his brothers how his time works. As far as he understands, none of the other Links have experience on floating islands located thousands upon thousands of feet in the air. One wrong step and they could easily end up like Wild.
With curiosity getting the better of him without a watchful babysitter to pull him back, the Champion takes a single step too close to the island's edge while trying to get a better look at something in the distance. In a split second, the ground crumbles beneath his boot and he loses balance with a yelp that startles everyone...Yep, Sky really should've rearranged his priorities a bit better!
The sight of Wild entering a freefall through the clouds and to his presumed death understandably causes a panic amongst the group, but before Sky can leap from the edge himself to save his friend, a gust of wind blows by as a giant green bird dives down from above.
The creature moves at an impressive speed, skillfully catching up with the falling hero who it snatches in its talons, putting an end to his uncontrollable descent. It seems that it only needs to take a few powerful flaps of its wings to then bring the boy back to the safety of the island and his distressed friends.
"Are you okay?!" The question comes from two different directions, asked by both Wild's savior and Sky as he comes running over to them both, the rest of the Chain right on his tail.
"Y-Yeah...Yeah, I'm fine…" Wild squeaks from where he sits in a dazed, suffering from both the burn of embarrassment and brief terror he had felt after being suddenly scooped out of the air by a giant creepy bird-creature…which is still notably staring at him with its beety eyes and -
"- You should really be more careful!" Despite the girl's attempt at scolding, she comes across as more concerned than she does annoyed, "If I hadn't been there, you would've plummeted straight to the Surface - a fall no one could survive without a sailcloth."
Right...He had his paraglider, didn't he? Well, now everyone just feels stupid for worrying so much not that it'll save Wild from a proper lecture later.
"Thank you for your help, miss. My friends are...new around here. I should've been keeping an eye on them," Sky explains while rubbing the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle. Honestly, despite being one himself, he's always found some of the Knights of Skyloft a bit intimating...Then again, it could just be because he spent enough time getting scolded by them during his Academy days…
At last, the girl looks away from Wild to the rest of the group, although her attention is more fixated on Sky than anyone else.
Upon spotting him, she's swift to push her goggles up to her forehead, giving clear view to her eyes which are as wide as the sun, her mouth left agape after giving a strangled sound of surprise that falls short of forming any real word.
Unfortunately, Sky is apparently blind to her stunned reaction, naively tilting his head in curiosity once being able to see her own face, "I'm sorry, I don't think I know your name. Have we met before? I mean, of course we must've - It's not like Skyloft is that big of a place and you look familiar, but I'm, uh, blanking on a name."
"I - Um...What...?" She stammers, even stumbling back a step while looking him up and down, "...Is this some kind of prank or something? I don't even know how you'd -...Oooh, let me guess! This was Cielo's idea, huh?! He's trying to get me back for dying his loftwing's feathers last week, isn't he?!"
"Huh? W-Who...?"
Sky's confusion only seems to upset the girl further, her frown growing deeper as her eyes dart between him and the other boys who are equally bewildered by this conversation…however they can't help feeling a weird sense of deja vu when glancing between this stranger and their fellow hero. Does everyone on Skyloft just look this similar or is she...?
"Maybe we aren't in your Skyloft," Time suggests helpfully, introducing himself to the conversation by placing a hand on Sky's shoulder, "We're sorry to cause any trouble, miss. We were just passing through."
"Ah! You told me about this before, but you never mentioned -..." The girl mumbles, a flicker of realization crossing her face as if all the pieces of complicated puzzle have snapped into place in front of her eyes.
Instantly fixing herself before any more questions can be voiced, she clears her throat and stands a bit straighter, that be it a bit shyly, "Um, yes, I’m afraid you’ve found yourself in the wrong time. That's why I was so thrown off, you see...Heh."
Then as, if unable to help herself, she steps closer to Sky - a bit too close for comfort if he were anyone else, but too polite for his own good, he merely stands there with a strained smile as the mystery girl hovers inches away from his face, seeming too lost in her own world to notice his discomfort, "You just - Well, you look so young! No, um...No grey hair or anything.”
Then, as if suddenly realizing the inappropriateness of their situation - at least considering the information she clearly knows that Sky certainly doesn't - she moves away with a bashful smile, "S-Sorry. I, um, got carried away...My name's Azure."
Luckily for her, Sky beams, finding himself much too entranced by...well, something about her, to take offense towards her poor respect of personal boundaries. You know, if it wasn't for his lack of memory, he'd be tempted to say he's known this girl forever. Maybe it's her familiar eyes, or perhaps her friendly personality...Whatever the reason, he can feel a strange pull between them.
"Link - Oh, but you probably -!"
"- Already know that? I do," She smiles, shaking Sky’s hand rather eagerly before fixing her excitement. She then at last looks to the other heroes behind him, "All of your names are Link, right? It's nice to meet you! My parents have told me a lot about the heroes of the future."
"I take it we know each other then?" Sky asks innocently, luckily not seeing the way some of the others roll their eyes with groans of disappointment.
Time pats his shoulder sympathetically. Yet another thing he'll understand when he's older…
Although the last portal placed the Chain too far to make it there within a single day, Four absolutely refused the idea of leaving his Hyrule without visiting home first which is what drove the group to stay the night in a neighboring town.
Of course, his motivations aren't due to any simple case of homesickness. The other boys may take delight in teasing him over it, however the Smith takes no shame in admitting he's mostly just excited to see you, his beloved. After months of being on the road, he's found himself within mere miles of you and tomorrow, he'll actually be within your arms again! He'll even be able to finally show you off to his companions and prove that you are, in fact, very real.
The thought has put Four in quite the jolly mood even as he lays in bed, too excited to fall asleep just yet. Elsewhere in the room, Hyrule runs an inventory of his supplies while Legend works to repair a particularly nasty tear in his tunic, both equally silent in their individual tasks.
Such a tranquil quiet leaves the air clear to other sounds, like the echo of hushed voices and shuttered steps through the hall - nothing the boys think too much of until a certain set of shadows begin dancing in the light underneath their door.
The shadows don't move on, indicating that someone isn't just innocently passing by, but hovering directly outside the room itself. Now, if it were someone from their group, they would've surely knocked, and Four had already noted earlier that he rather strangely hadn't seen anyone in town that he recognized, so who could it be?
Grabbing their swords out of caution, Legend and Hyrule quietly step to either side of the door, the trio sharing a look before the Vet swings it open suddenly. Once he does, two girls fall straight onto the floor with a thud. They groan while a third remains standing behind them, shaking her head with her palm smacked against her face in a mix of embarrassment and disappointment.
The two on the ground glance up warily at first, but for one, any awkwardness she might've felt quickly disappears. She pushes herself off the ground and her sister with an elated gasp, her attention focused solely upon Four, "AHA! I told you! I told you! It is him!"
"Get off of me!" The girl under her shouts with a shove, however it promptly turns into a wrestling match between the two who begin arguing without any regard to the three heroes who share a round of unamused glances amongst themselves.
"Do I...know you guys?" Four finally asks, carefully eyeing the trio. Triplets, obviously, seeing as only their clothing and styles differ, but he doesn't recognize them...at least that's what he wants to say initially.
Actually, the more he squints, the more he does get the feeling that they look a bit familiar. Seeing as this is his Hyrule, it wouldn't be too unbelievable to say they could've crossed paths at some point or another...but he can't quite guess when or where that would've been.
"Of course you know us, we're -!"
"- Big fans," The third girl finally speaks, calmly stepping over her sisters and extending a hand towards Four who she's slightly taller than, "We're big fans, Sir. My name's Mari and these are my sisters, Amber and Camelia...You see, they thought they saw you at the market earlier today and wanted to see if they couldn't get a closer look -"
"- Hey, you wanted to see if it was him, too!"
She sends the other girl a warning glare, "- We're so sorry for...Well, this...I'm sure you've come to this inn to get some rest, not deal with strangers - which we clearly are."
Her sisters bow their heads in disappointment, one with a huff and the other a pout.
"It's fine," Four answers, although to be honest, he's less focused on her apology and more caught up with trying to figure out why these girls look so dang familiar. None of their names ring a bell. Perhaps they truly are just strangers? He has been on the road for quite some time, and it is getting late...Still, for some reason, that answer doesn't sit right with him. Why do they kind of look like...?
"Yeah, tracking some guy down to his room isn't creepy at all -"
"- Pardon my asking -" The triplets' apparent leader starts again, ignoring Legend's rude comment. Her focus seems just as trained on Four as his is on her, "- But, um, what exactly are you doing here?"
He blinks away from his wandering thoughts which he's likely overthinking anyway, "My companions and I needed a place to stay for the night. This is the only -"
"- She means in this time," The other sisters have finally risen from the ground, Amber dusting herself off with narrowed eyes, "In case you haven't noticed, this isn't exactly your own. You're waaay too young."
"Shh!" Mari hisses.
"Don't shush me! He would've figured it out sooner or later!"
"So this isn't my time?" ...Of course, Four should've probably put that together on his own. No wonder he didn't recognize anyone in town, not to mention the buildings and shops haven't matched up exactly to memory.
He simply excused it as the town having gone through some renovations within the time he's been away, too distracted by the thought of getting home to truly dwell on the flaws of that logic...although now it seems he'll have to wait even longer for your reunion...
"Um, no. I'm afraid it's not."
"And how do you know that exactly?"
"We've, um..."
"You don't see it?"
"Camelia -"
"- See what?"
"- The family resemblance!"
"Camelia!"
"Whaaat? Can he not know?" She pouts innocently while looking to her sisters.
"No, you idiot! Not unless you want to mess up the timeline!"
"...Mom's going to kill us..." Mari facepalms with a heavy sigh, causing Amber to snap her head in her direction.
"It was Camelia who blabbed first!"
"Fine. Mom's going to kill her then us for not stopping her."
"'Family resemblance'? Are you trying to tell me...We're related?" Four's first reaction is shock while looking between the three girls. He knew they looked oddly familiar, but it had seemed crazy to think at first! They look just enough like him to cause notice, but they also look like - you!
Even as the triplets continue to argue amongst themselves in a way that has the other boys rolling their eyes in annoyance, Four's next reaction is surprising joy. Yes, it's strange to realize he's currently standing in front of his future children (and there's really no denying it's true given the clear presences of his genes), however there's also an excitement to be felt at what this implies.
These girls don't just look like him, they look like you, too! He can see little parts of you both mixed into their appearances and demeanors, which means - the two of you - You must actually make it! Despite all the challenges the Goddesses love to throw at their heroes, you're going to continue loving him, enough so to one day have children together! ...While he's upset to think it might still be some time before he can return home to you, this thought gives him a warming comfort deep inside his heart worth that temporary heartbreak.
I love this trope and how different each scenario was!
