greetings my liege......... i am ill with arlecchinoitis and i must know your thoughts on arlecchino hands....................... they look so big and holdable and would be so warm when you're walking together in snezhnaya......... sick with longing rn ๐๐๐
You and me both ๐ im in delulu land thinking about arle so i write while im in class
Arlecchinoโs handsโฆ
A little nsfw utc
I found them so pretty ๐ญ when i saw them initially, i had to do a double take and check if they really were her hands. It looked like she was wearing rings and yes; big, strong, and holdable hands ๐ฅบ
Theyโre going to envelope yours in a firm but loving grip. Fingers laced together with her thumb rubbing against yourโs. If you two arenโt holding hands, she walks with you, holding the small of your back as you two go about. Otherwise, she kisses your hands ๐คญ whenever you meet or depart from one another. Sheโs a romantic like that
As cold and ruthless as the Knave is, she shows her pda through handholding and physical touch. Hugs and kisses are for in private, but I believe she would be โsubtleโ with her possessiveness and affection. Lets be honest and real here though, itโs not subtle because she loves you too much and must protect you and her family.
She would definitely make you suck on her fingers though ๐ if youโre being a whiny brat she has no problem silencing you and teaching you your place. Arlecchino WILL pound into you, her sweet wife, with her fingers down your throat while your pussy stays nice and full with her strap. Sheโs going so rough and hard, as if sheโs trying to breed you and make you the mother of her children. Even though she canโt get you pregnant, sheโs gonna fuck you as if she could
Her fingers are long and dexterous so filling you up (on either end ๐คญ) is going to feel so good. Donโt worry, Arle will cut her nails or file em down just to be safe.
The Knave MV: X by Nano, directed by Enki-Z - English translation
About two months ago, HoyoFair came in clutch with this excellent Arlecchino fan song from Nano and it looks like no one has translated it yet so I felt compelled to do so, lol. It's an awesome song so please go forth and enjoy it with the added context ๐
Description:
What does โXโ mean, I wonder?
Does it mean โcomplete destructionโ? Or does it represent โprotecting something to the endโ?
When the โXโ that burns inside of her eyes changes,
Is it for the sake of lighting the fire of the hearth? For the sake of burning her enemies?
Or, perhaps something elseโฆ
In a world where โright and wrongโ isnโt clearly defined,
She is inclined to follow only her own voice.ย
In that case, if you look even deeper, โXโ can only mean one thingโฆ
Secrets.
ๅท้ ทใง้ปใใใ
ไบบใจ้ใ่ ใ
ๅผทๅผตใใใฎ่บซไฝใซ
ๅใๆใใฆ
Blackened by cruelty,
These arms that are different from a humanโsโ
My body stiffens,
As if possessed.
ๅธฐใๅ ดๆใฏใฉใใชใฎ๏ผ
ๆฏใ่ฉฐใพใใใ
ๆใๅบใฎ้ใฎ้ณ
ๆฒใใงใ
Where is the place that I can return to?
My breath seems to stop.
With the memory of ringing bells,ย
I sink into the deep.
ๅทใ ใใใฎ๏ผ้ใใๆใใฆ๏ผ
ๅฐใใช่บซไฝ๏ผ้ใใ้ฟใใฆ๏ผ
็กๅขใช็ณ
ๆ ใใฆ
่น่ธใใใฆ
These small bodies (Their trembling that echoes)
That are covered in wounds (Is scarier than even the despair)
These innocent eyes
They quiver in fear
And stumble.
ๆฎบใใใใซ๏ผไบบ็พคใใฎไธญใง๏ผ
็ใใใชใใฐ๏ผใปใใฎไธ็ฌใ ใ๏ผ
ๅฎใใใใซ
ๅ้ใฎ
ๅฃฐใใใใ
If I live (Amongst the crowd of people)ย
For the sake of killing (If even only for a moment)
Then for the sake of protecting others
I will raise the voice of rebellion.
็ใ
ๅทๅฃใ
็ใใ็ซใซ
ๅคใใ
Theyโre painfulโ
These wounds.
This flame that burns
Will change
้ใใใใจใ๏ผๆฌบใใใจใชใ๏ผ
ๆฆใใฎใ*๏ผ้ๅฟใๆใๅบใ๏ผ
ๆๅณใชใใใ
ๆใฎใฒใใง
่ถณๆปใใใใ
There is no use (Without deception)
In fighting nor running away (Laying my ambitions bare)
With my own hands,
I will make you pay.
ใใผในใใคใใ**๏ผ่บซใๆใใฆ๏ผ
ๆตใ็ใใ๏ผๅใๆฝใใฆ๏ผ
็ไธใคใง
ใใฎ็ๅฎ
ใฉใใชๅฝข๏ผ
Light the flame of the hearth (To warm your body)
And burn your enemies (To carry out punishment)
With this one flame
That โrealityโ โ
What shape is it?
Oh X
็ใใ
Burn
* appears as ๆฆใใใจใ in the MV
** appears as ใใผในใ็ฏใย in the MV
In both of these cases, the meaning is the same, just worded in a slightly different way.
Notes:
There are definitely a few places where I really struggled to articulate the meaning or just wasn't sure that I was on the right track, particularly:
ๆใฎใฒใใง/่ถณๆปใใใใ
lit. "with the palm of my hand, struggling/flailing is good" - can't be translated directly so it's a little tricky but it gave me the impression of Arlecchino bringing retribution to her enemies that's mentioned a few lines later, so I went with "with my own hands, I will make you pay."
ๆฌบใใใจใชใ/้ๅฟใๆใๅบใ
lit. "deception is not there, exposing ambitions/treachery" - ๆใๅบใ has the connotations of not just exposing something but revealing something without concealment, to show everything as it is, to reveal one's true feelings. It gave me the impression of Arlecchino being contrasted with the previous Knave in the sense that, unlike her, she does not deceive the children of the HotH, but is being upfront about her goals - so I went with "Without deception/laying my ambitions bare." I feel like it's still kind of vague, lol.
Other tidbit: The description used the "proper" word for hearth/fireplace ๆ็ (danro) ("Is it for the sake of lighting the fire of the hearth?") but the last verse specifically references the House of the Hearth (ใใผในใใคใใ**/"Light the flame of the hearth"), as it uses the phonetic reading of hearth ใใผใน (haasu) from the JP localization (ๅฃ็ใฎๅฎถ, read ใใฆในใปใชใใปใใผใน hausu obu haasu). So I guess if we're being super specific, it's "lighting the fire of the House of the Hearth", possibly playing off what Freminet says in this demo ("as long as the light of the hearth still shines, I'll always have a home to return to").
I am still learning Japanese as of writing this so take the translation with a grain of salt, but to the fullest extent of my knowledge, it's as accurate as I can make it. If you are more ๆฅๆฌ่ชไธๆ than me, feel free to correct this ;PP
girl u clearly don't know anything abt arlecchino ๐ญ
bestie the fact that we might interpret a character's actions differently and thus make different conclusions about some things doesn't mean i know nothing. prove me otherwise and drop lore or a theory i don't know about
i love arlecchino. i think she deserves everything in the world. i can't even imagine what she had to go through during her childhood under the previous director. how many siblings did she have to see dying. and even now that she's an adult, how does she feel burying her own children? how did she feel, realising that her efforts in saving her homeland and her children might not be enough?
she's not a good parent, her children have serious problems. but it doesn't make her a bad parent. she cares for them, she trusts them and she believes in them. she's not just a decent parent, i think she's a pretty great one actually. just how many other people would care about the kid that misses his mother and goes away under the water all the time? how many people would take part in a kids' magic show?
i know arlecchino is not perfect, far from it of course. that doesn't take away from the fact that she has her good sides.
genuinely, i really love her. we don't even know anything about her specifically and yet it's enough to say she's been through horrendous things. it just makes me want to come to her and hug her, i think she really deserves a good hug. a good hug and definitely a lot of kisses, because she deserves love. she really is so precious in how she treats her own close ones, i wish she had someone to give the same to her.
i want to hug arlecchino and tell her how great she actually is. i want to kiss her face until there isn't an inch left without any attention to it. i want to hold hands with her and tell her, even though i don't know what happened to her to make her this way, it's a part of her that made her into the person i lovand i will accept it, there's no need to feel any weird way about it. her hands are beautiful to me because thay are a part of her. the very same goes for her eyes as well.
i want to hold her when she feels too emotional to properly function. if she's not comfortable showing or telling what she feels, i would just be around her if wants to know that I'm here for her.
but I would always want to hold her. holding hands when we're somewhere, clinging to her on some sort of gathering, or just hug her when she finally falls asleep after a long day of work.
i just love arlecchino. i think she deserves all the love.
small rant. it drives me crazy that the fandom is overall fine with headcanoning Zhongli & Xiao and Zhongli & Hu Tao as a parent/child dynamic but when it's about Neuvilette and Furina suddenly it's misogynistic and diminishes Furina as a character๐ like HOW?! they're literally Zhongli & Hu Tao but in different color yet it's "infantilization" when it comes to Furina but totally fine with Hu Tao. and you can't even argue with these people because they will just label you as sexist for having a different interpretation.
The Court of Fontaine is a mysterious place where time seems to stop ticking. Many weird and strange things happen there. Iudex Neuvillette shut himself in the highest levels of the city, watching down at the life beneath him.
In the grand opera Epiclese are being held duels, which determine who would win the heart of the Iudex's younger sister Furina, known as the Rose Bride. The current champion duelist, Clorinde, has never lost a duel.
A certain person lost her parents at a young age, ending up in an orphanage. This someone's name is Arlecchino, and ever since she was young, she couldn't believe why gods would be so cruel as to take away her family. She swore to win over Furina as her bride, for they say the one the Rose bride engaged to possesses the power to bring revolution in this world. But Arlecchino doesn't want a revolution, she wants the God, Rose bride, to repay her for taking away her family.
โHEAVY RGU SPOILERS
so this has been living in my mind for some time now. you don't understand how arlefuri is soooo rgu coded. especially furina, omfg she's so anthy i can't even.
as for the au --i cant really imagine any of the characters as middle schoolers so im thinking about turning the whole court into the otori academy.
focalors (furina's soul) returned the hydro gnosis to her older brother neuvillette. but the elemental authority inside the gnosis was contaminated with the remains of second who came, twisting and corrupting neuvillette who had to protect the common folk from evildoers. and so, focalors was punished, forced to constantly feel the anger and hatred of people, pressuring her like a guillotine. she left her mortal form, furina, in the court, hoping to save herself and her brother.
clorinde is currently the champion duelist, who is engaged to furina. she doesn't want her but hopes to somehow use her power to her childhood friend, navia, that miracles don't exist.
arlecchino at first would be somewhat happy to possess the person who she thinks is responsible for taking away the family from her. she wins over clorinde easily, taking furina away. furina, like a little obidient puppy, follows after her new master.
but the more time passes, the more arlecchino would have to live with furina, the more she realises that what she thought, she thought because she couldn't see the full picture. furina is no god, furina is just a mere girl forced into all these talks about revolution and divinity and justice. arlecchino is conflicted, too grown attached to furina, but too focused on bringing justice to her dead family.
and so it brings her to neuvillette, the one known to be the protector of the common folk. but neuvillette now is nothing compared to what he one was, now only a greedy dragon wanting to harm. arlecchino doesn't know this, and he uses her. uses to his plans, to his wishes, to his now dismoral amusement.
arlecchino doesn't know what is going on. furina and her brother are acting weird, the duelist elite as if awaits to strike back, and now the only thought in her mind is to protect the innocent girl who didn't deserve to be caught up in all of this.
หโบโง ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด: a little angsty :( but this is tennant, after all ๐
Romance with Tennant is just something special. It is fleeting, just as the woman herself, short-lived and passionate.
She's never in the same place for too long. She appears out of nowhere, and disappears into thin air right when you need her the most.
Her words are filled with the sweetest honey, yet she lies so much that it's difficult to differentiate between her lies and truths.
She said you are the prettiest girl she's even seen, and she kissed you so tenderly you couldn't even think about her words not being genuine.
She layed her head on your thighs as you put her hat in your head, as if protecting the both of you from the hot sun, and she chuckled as your fingers ran through her hair.
Tennant gifted you a diamond; it broke in half just a day after when you weren't careful enough and accidentally dropped it off the shelf.
Tennant told you she'll be there for you; you cried for her, but nobody came.
Her eyes are filled with affection when she looked at your sleeping state for the last time.
Her heart skipped a beat when she imagined your devastation when you'd wake up.
...
Ada is grieved that she had to lie to you. Maybe someday, Ada would come back to you. Maybe Ada would finally settle down and have a peaceful life with you.
But until then, Tennant has to keep running away.
Maybe even away from her feelings, away from herself? She doesn't know.
หโบโง ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด: i. i. im sorry. i couldn't help it. these two have me on a chokehold. but im still pretty early in the story and i didn't read much, so im a bit afraid I'd accidentally write them ooc. so instead I decided to just fuck them๐ฅฐ
nsfw utc
"What a great job you're doing, my lady~" you heard Tennant's voice next to your ear. Pressed against the wall, you tried your best to keep silent as you felt her fingers quickly rub your clit through the fabric of your underwear.
Though it was an area where people don't usually pass by, the oversized red jacket didn't feel like a very good protector from the public eye.
Tennant lowered her head, her warm breath against your neck, sending shivers down your spine as her fingers lowered to your entrance. Something that sounded like a muffled whine came from Tennant's mouth: she was disappointed she couldn't have you all for herself right now, the fabric getting in the way.
So instead, she simply tripled her efforts, working on your clit, making you press your hand against your mouth, never letting a single lewd moan be louder than what could only be heard by Tennant!
"So beautiful, my lady," she kissed you behind your ear. "But I really hope that later tonight you won't try to hide your voice, pretty."
Her fingers ran through your hair, just as you were about to dive in. One glance above, and your eyes met with Tooth Fairy's.
Calm as always, she sat above, as you were kneeling below. You rubbed her knees and thighs, awaiting her answer.
She hummed, her braces reflecting a little tooth fairy's shine. She quickly caught the little fairy, and the hand on your head guided you closer to her, as you parted her legs wider.
"Good girl. Just take it."
The sweetness of plums filled your mouth, as you never broke the eye contact with her. Tooth Fairy moved her hand lower, to the base your head, silently telling you to move to where everything felt so much better.
You savoured the bitter and salty juices as if it were sweeter than any sugared fruit, the woman's fingers caressing your scalp, until she gripped your hair, her thighs clasping to the sides of your head, exhaling heavily.
หโบโง I wonder if Arlecchino dislikes how the official title of the orphans' mother belongs to Her Majesty.
หโบโง What does she think about it, honestly? Do you think she'd hate how she can't call you, her wife, the Mother of her children? How she can't make the connection between you and her children official?
หโบโง Arlecchino took the title "Father" because she didn't want the title to conflict with Her Majesty's, so she took away the title of "Father" from snow. But the more time passes, the more she hates how the Tsaritsa takes away this title.
หโบโง Yes, she realises that it's due to Her Majesty she is able to even take care of so many children, if it wasn't for the resources the goddess of ice provides, even Arlecchino herself would probably not be here. But she just can't help it.
หโบโง Arlecchino can't help but want you to be even more than just wife.
no matter how much I love the canon furina, the pre-release furina who is batshit crazy and who only cares about entertainment, no matter the cost is still a concept i love a lot. she just literally opens so many opportunities for different interesting ideas i can't even start describing because it'll turn into a huge wall of text (also my vocabulary is too poor for that)
so imagine pre-release furina, who is so bored with monotonous trials that were just so predictable every single time, so uneventful and so meaningless! but then, a certain fatui harbinger appears, taking the spotlight on the stage of this whole theater. her moves are so unpredictable. what is she going to do next? what tricks has she got up her sleeve? oh, and this sudden turn of events! if you paid attention, you'll remember the foreshadowing she left a few acts prior. arlecchino is simply just. so. breathtaking.
and when she corners the hydro archon, pinning her to the wall of the opera's hallways, she simply looks at her expectingly. "are you not going to kill me? you have the full power to do so, foรงalors, what's stopping you?"
and furina answers her, her eyes widened in shock: "kill you?.. kill you?!" the smile that would form on her face scared arlecchino; that was one smile full of complete insanity. "kill you, and lose my most treasured source of unpredictable drama? my most beloved element of chaos that makes this story so alive?" she had to pause her monologue to take a few erratic breaths, trying not to choke on her own mad laughter. the only warning arlecchino gave her was a tighter squeeze on her neck.
"oh, knave.. you are completely out of your mind if you really think I'd want to get rid of someone like you. in fact," furina brought her eyes up to meet with arlecchino's. "I want to keep you around for as long as possible.."
Please could you make a one-shot or headcanons to a reader who have a family with Arlecchino ? Like a reader who is a motherly figure to Lyney, Lynnette and Freminet and how their structure familiar would be.
if you want to you can add other children for the House of Heart, or even children that they decided to have for themselves? Idk it's been stuck in my mind for a while i love think in Arlecchino as a father, it's too cute and at same time funny to me ๐
หโบโง ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด: I'm sorry it took so long for the second request! i was actually planning to do another one, but I am completely out of ideas... i was saving this one because I really like it, and wanted to give it a little more attention, but I really hated how silent I've become!! so i just quickly finished this one, I hope you don't mind ๐
Well first of all Arlecchino, while a good parent, is completely silly!!!!
She really does care about her kids and even though she's strict she'll give in to their little antics from time to time, so don't be surprised if you accidentally see her playing barbie with lyney or.. idk, doing girldad things with Lynette. I have no idea what dads do with their daughters but Arlecchino definitely does silly things with Lynette that's for sure.
Lyney my sweet little princess.
He doesn't realize it, but he needs constant reassurance. He always thinks that he alone should be enough for something, and it always leads to him overworking himself or getting into unexpected situations.
Both you and Arlecchino always tell him that he can and should rely on others, but even though he tries to, his wish to prove himself wins more often than not.
Arlecchino relies a lot on him during various missions, and so do his siblings, but he just can't bring himself to understand that not everything has to be controlled by him..
Are you the one who accidentally taught him how to rizz? He probably watched your interactions with his "Father" a little too closely...
Kitty cat Lynette๐ซถ๐ซถ
You have no idea how THE HECK she brews her tea. How in the world has she not burned the teapot yet???
Speaking of it; you're sure she is somehow able to break things that aren't even in the same room as her. That vacuum cleaner in the guest room? It definitely somehow broke while she was washing dishes.
The dishes, by the way, are shattered.
Did you know that Lynette does chores badly on purpose, so that next time you won't choose her to do them? Well even if you didn't, now you do.
It seems like you always scold her the most out of three, in the end, she was the one to get her vision first, so she should be an example for her siblings.
Does she eat cat food?... I'm sure there was a least a few occasions...
FREMIMI IS MY SWEET AUTISTIC SON I LOVE HIM๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
You definitely are his safe space. He comes to you whenever something is too much for him, finding comfort in just being around you.
It's silence and even lack of any interaction most of the time; he only needs to have you around for the peace of his mind. He's grateful you leave him be and give him his space in moments like these.
He has a very hard time letting people in his heart, but around you and his "Father" he's sure he is loved.
Is this love conditional? What if he accidentally messed something up, or failed at something? Would you still love him?
He's conflicted over whether he wants to know the answer or not.
But he knows one thing for sure: with you, he's safe. With you: his parents, his siblings. His family.
When it comes to how your family would work, it's obvious that Arlecchino is the strict parent, while you're the softer one. Sadly, she's more absent than all of you would want her to be, given her job.
Her strictness combined with absence really doesn't make her good in the eyes of children, so you always make sure to remind them that their "Father" loves them.
Kids constantly miss her, and when she's around, they surround ber with their attention every single second she has to spare... Wait, no, it's stupid and silly, you can't be jealous of children! But you can't help but feel a little bad that sometimes she spends more time with her work, be it Fatui missions/gatherings or orphanage, instead of you..
... But then on one of your anniversaries, it turns out that the kids actually arranged a little celebration for the two of you!! Your heart melts instantly and fills with affection, and you quickly forget all your silly thoughts, instead you think about how much you love Arlecchino for all the things that she's done, and how you love the kids for how much they're trying to be good children.
Of course, it is not the only things you love them for. All of them, kids and Arlecchino, are individuals with both good and bad, you never forget it, and accept them whole.
I have a feeling Arlecchino is not the only one who gets called weirdly. Ah yes, Father Arlecchino and her children: two daughters, Lyney and Freminet, and their brother, Arlecchino's son, Lynette. You don't know whether to laugh or cry.
We all know that she's most likely an orphan herself, and probably was raised under the previous Knave, who abused and lied to Freminet. But unlike him, she actually grew up under the previous director's "care", and I can only imagine how terrible that could've been.
So given that, it's actually no wonder this woman isn't very great at showing emotions. Maybe you aren't sure how to do this either, but you definitely do everything in your power to show her, and the rest of your family, how you love each and every one of them. They do their best to do the same thing in return.
So i was again thinking about Arle and family, then i remembered one of you last fics.... So how do you think Arlecchino and the Reader would introduce the newborn to Lyney, Lynnette and Freminet???
หโบโง ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด: ushsuahjhhhh thank you anonn!!๐ dw i got ur ask back in November, it really made me smile) i really liked this idea and i didn't want to rush it so i held onto it for a bit (pls pretend that 1,5 month is a bit). back then it was also freminet's event, and I got so attached to him (even more than i was), so i wanted to try something new and started writing in his POV. buuut i was really busy with another fic and also with other things. and now im busy with updating my working space ๐ตโ๐ซ i also think this will be it, no more baby fics, this one's the last one. so anyway, I hope you don't mind the wait. happy Orthodox Christmas ๐
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There wasn't really any reason for the two of them to visit Snezhnaya. Lyney was widely known among the higher ranks of Fatui as the Knave's future successor, sure, but Lynette and Freminet?
The boy sighed as their carriage reached the House of the Hearth's main building. Don't think anything, Freminet was very happy to meet with "Father" of course, but the whole trip still felt somewhat meaningless considering she already visited them as often as her job could allow. Although she and "Mother" were absent lately...
Lyney, Lynette and Freminet entered the building; lots of children surrounded them immediately. Some very young, some older, and some almost the same age as them, -- all of them were, technically, their siblings. Although Freminet still couldn't shake the feeling of being surrounded by strangers off. But, weren't they actually strangers? They were siblings in name, but the three of them met almost all of these children for the first time. It was too much to bear, too many unknown people, looking so expecting at them, at him...
The servants showed the siblings where their room (Lyney insisted on having one for all of them, sensing Freminet's subtle discomfort, as well as being too used to sharing everything with Lynette), and after they unpacked their things, Lynette asked:
"I heard from the maids that "Father" has been staying at the House for a while now.. you two want to go see her now, or wait for dinner?"
Both boys remained silent for a few moments. Lynette really was on a more casual terms with "Father"... so much so that it sometimes scared them. She really missed her, even if she was usually the one who was getting scolded the most... Lyney looked quite nervous, and Freminet wasn't sure. He wanted to meet "Father", but he felt overwhelmed right now, even though the process of unpacking his stuff eased some of his stress.
But if he didn't go search for "Father" with Lynette right now, his next chance would be dinner. Dinner with other children. With a bunch of strangers who would definitely cast their curious glances at him, dissecting his every little movement in their childish curiosity...
"I'll go with you, Lynette. Just give me a moment..." Freminet finally mustered the will to answer. He was happy that Lynette actually waited for him to answer. As for Lyney...
"Sorry, Lynette, but I have to run some arrangements before delivering intel that we gathered..."
Oh, right. Important intel. The reason why they have arrived in Snezhnaya in the first place...
Freminet didn't know what the intel actually was, but Lyney insisted they deliver it personally, and from his words Freminet knew instantly that this information was so important that it couldn't have been handed to an agent. "Father" had also sent a letter, requesting their arrival.
This was also the holiday season. Freminet noticed all the decorations all around the House. This all felt very similar to how they celebrate New Year in Fontaine, although different.
A part of him wanted to think that the "important intel" was just an excuse to gather together as a family for the holiday.
And so, the younger siblings went searching for their "Father", leaving their older brother to join them later.
They easily found out that "Father" has been staying in her room for some time now. Why -- they weren't sure.
Though the siblings did find out why when they actually approached "Father's" room. Sounds of commotion behind the door, as well as the faint scent of milk that Freminet remembers from his childhood.
Lynette knocked on the door. ""Father"?"
The door opened some time after, when Lynette looked at Freminet and almost wanted to knock a second time. The sight they saw was almost scary in a way: "Father" looked very tired, her hair and makeup a mess, and Freminet was afraid to even begin imagining what happened to her.
"Children," "Father" greeted, her voice slightly more quiet than usual. The siblings bowed their heads in a greeting as well. "I wasn't expecting you to go searching for me right now.."
"Did we interrupt you?" Freminet asked, worry visible on his face.
"It wasn't anything too big," "Father" answered.
Oh, so we did interrupt, the thought instantly appeared in Freminet's mind.
"And where's your older brother?"
Lynette was about to reply when suddenly the said older brother appeared next to them. Lyney took his hat and held it next to his chest, bowing his head. "Father" reciprocated the greeting. Wait, did Freminet and Lynette really take so much time to look where "Father" was that Lyney has already finished.. whatever he was doing? Well that's a little embarrassing...
Though Freminet could swear that throughout the whole conversation the commotion behind the door never stopped. He could occasionally see "Mother" running around behind "Father".
"You look very troubled, "Father"," Lyney said. "If there's at least anything we could--"
He was abruptly interrupted by a sound that came from inside "Father's" chambers. "Father" took a few short moments to look at the kids before turning her attention to the sound source inside the room. The siblings exchanged glances.
After some time, "Father" returned, inviting them inside. And inside her shared bedroom with "Mother" they discovered...
... A cradle, with a newborn baby sleeping in it.
Now it makes sense, Freminet thought. "Father" and "Mother's" absence in past few months, their tired look, the sounds, the scent of milk... It was because they were taking care of... their (?) child.
"This is your little sister," "Mother" said quietly. She told the siblings the name that she and "Father" chose for the little girl. Freminet didn't know what to think even... He sat on the bed to have a better look and the baby. She looked just like any other newborn, but somehow, he felt like she was different from any other. Something about her felt special, and Freminet couldn't understand what and why he felt this way about her.
"Father" smiled: "Happy you're not the youngest one anymore?"
Freminet met her eyes, but quickly averted his gaze. "I.. don't know."
"I don't really understand something, though," Lyney rested his hand on his chin. "Why adopting such a young baby? Wouldn't it be easier to take care of one at least a little older?" He soundes very unsure of dhis words, as if "Father" would scold him for asking.
She didn't though, and only gave Lyney a tired smile: "She's not adopted. Y/N gave birth recently."
The siblings looked at "Father" and "Mother" in shock.
"Wait, but who's the father then?"
Lynette! What are you doing!!!
She probably meant biological, but both brothers still got scared for their sister's safety.
But it was Lynette's turn to get a smile from "Father".
"Lynette, you're offending me," she said.
...
"How the hell did you two do this." Lynette's expression was priceless, deadpan yet with easily readable, almost comical shock. ""Father", what else do we not know about you."
But "Mother", barely holding back her laugh, came to Lynette:
"No-no, not like that, Lynette!" She hugged the girl who still looked like her whole world has turned upside down.
"Then how?.."
"Science," answered "Mother". Now everything seemed logical to Freminet, how else would two women be able to have children together?
"Why did you say it? I wanted to tease her for a little longer," "Father" said.
"Please don't, you scared the poor girl enough already."
This whole time Freminet was sitting next to his newborn sister. Lyney then came to them, sat next to his brother and asked:
"Was this why you called for us? To tell us about the baby?"
"Father" nodded: "Partially. Your mother couldn't go to Fontaine due to pregnancy. She really missed you three, so I thought we could spend the holidays together as a family."
Lyney looked a bit down after hearing this. "But aren't holidays over already?.."
"Father" sat next to the boys, and hugged "Mother" closer to herself.
"In Mondstadt and Fontaine -- yes, but in Snezhnaya, the holiday week is after the new year, not before." She exchanged glances with "Mother".
"We wanted to let you spend the holidays with your friends first."
There was now no space left on the bed's edge when Lynette joined the rest of the family there. "When she grows old enough to make it through the travel, will you be taking her to Fontaine with you?"
"I actually thought we could use you three as free babysitters," "Father" said. Freminet recognized it as a joke, but he was still scared of the possible future where he'd have to take care of a little kid.
"Mother" was visibly exhausted, and rested on "Father's" shoulder. Mother... Freminet still felt weird calling someone else like this. Even more since the title of Mother belonged to Her Majesty. She was considered the orphans' mother, and Freminet could make peace with it, but actually referring to someone as mother, even though she was the wife of his "Father"?...
He shook the unpleasant thoughts away. This wasn't the time.
Instead, he extended his hand to the baby and gently stroked her head.
"Father" sighed, resting her hand on Lyney's shoulder.
"I've been neglecting the three of you lately," she said with a slightly sad smile. "I'm sorry." The words felt like they were said in a foreign language. Freminet very rarely heard "Father" apologize, in fact, when he thought about it, there were barely any cases.
"Oh, "Father"".. it's not like we're young kids who need attention all the time," Lynette answered, and Lyney smiled. Then, both twins looked expectingly at Freminet.
"Oh, um, yes.. We can take of ourselves," he said. He then looked at his newborn sister again. "And we understand that there's someone who needs your care and attention more than we do."
"Glad to hear you're not mad at us," "Mother" said.
"Father":
"It's late. Head to your room and rest for now. We'll have a family banquet on seventh, could I expect you to prepare a little show though?"
Lyney smiled as he got up: "Of course, "Father"! Will be done."
And so they wished each other good night.
When Freminet was falling asleep, he thought to himself: maybe he is a little excited he's not the youngest one anymore.
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