Door swings open to Yang and Ruby smiling awkwardly in the threshold. Ruby is standing in front of Yang in a desperate attempt to hide the lump in Yang's patrol jacket with her cape.
Yang: We're home! We're just gonna quick run upstairs and-
Blake: Yang Xiao Long, what is in your jacket?
Yang: .......Nothing.
Weiss: Ruby Rose, what is in Yang's jacket?
Ruby: *breaks under scrutiny* We've been had! Abort the mission!
Yang: Ruby, how could you?!
Blake: *unzips Yang's jacket and freezes upon seeing a little baby wrapped in a dirty blanket* Yang...why is there a baby in your jacket?
Yang: Okay, so it's like this, right? Ruby and I are on patrol. We're chatting, keeping an eye out for Grimm, and all of a sudden, we hear something crying in one of the sand dunes nearby. We go check it out, and there's a covered wicker basket half buried in the sand. We dig it up, and this little nugget was inside-
Blake: *half listening as she watches the baby squirm its head free from the blanket, revealing sand blonde hair and tiger ears. Baby's eyes open and look up at Blake with amber-orange eyes*
Baby: *coos at Blake with a smile*
Blake: 💘❤️🔥
Yang: -and I couldn't just leave the poor thing! There was no one around, and Oz and Theodore said it would be okay if- ..... Uh....Blake, are you okay?
Blake: Ours.
Yang: Wait. What?
Blake: *takes gurgling baby from the jacket, snuggling it into her arms and giving Yang a kiss* Ours, but now mine.
Yang: *watches Blake take the baby to the bathroom to get cleaned up* WHAT just happened?
Really wanted to show these two off again. Since it’s been so long. A friend of mine drew them showing off their different personalities. Yin on the left and Mai on the right.
First image shows different expressions of my girls.
Yin: I could show you a good time, if you’re up for it-..oh would you look at that. You are!
Smug, cocky and a huge flirt, Yin has rather high confidence in herself or at least she puts on a show of it. She’s known for being quite the flirt when the person interests her or they have something she wants. She’s too cocky and it drives people insane.
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Mai: She likes me- I mean are you sure?
Shy and nervous, she has a great respect and love for people around her. She’s especially easily to get flustered if you bring up the right topics. Which sadly makes her an easy target for teasing. Mostly from Yin.
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Yin: Oh, was I meant to be impressed. Here let me try again.. Nope sorry not happening..
No fucks given attitude, she really couldn’t care less what most people think of her and will easily tell you off without so much as caring for your well being, she tends to go too far with her insults and isn’t aware of just how much her words can hurt. Which backfires on her quite a bit.
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Mai: I try so hard to be this person they want me to be but-..I’m just so tired of trying..
Easily hurt and is pushed to her limit constantly. It’s extremely frustrating that Mai does her best to be the optimistic one in the family, but she’s easily shot down and put in her place. Sometimes by her bullies and sometimes by her sister. The two usually make up but even still it wears her thin after a while.
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Yin: FUCK YEAH PARTY AT MY PLACE, YOU BRING THE ALCOHOL, I’LL BRING THE WEED, WOOO WHOOO!
Yin is someone who tries to present herself with as little limits as possible. She enjoys running off adrenaline and well other things. This is in mostly her teen phase but she certainly knows how to go overboard when it comes to the certain activities. When she crashes however, she crashes hard.
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Mai: I can’t believe I let you talk me into this, again. Our parents are going to be furious when they find out..
Sadly as much as Mai tries to be the good child, she is constantly talked into her sister’s plans that often lead to angry parents and groundings that are in her point of view far too long. She’s a glutton for punishment and approval and she knows it’s not healthy but she also tells herself, in the end she’s looking out for her sister. Any punishment is worth it, right?
---- (Artwork for first image is done by Cartoonmoviefan)
Mai’s updated scar. I wanted to change it up and the lovely artist KikiRDCZ helped me create a new scar that fit Mai a bit more. I will be altering hers and Yin’s history along with a few others but this is the scar she now has. I have to say I love the improvement.
One more update is with Yin herself, she is now in a canon relationship with Emerald’s daughter Jade as seen in this image here by the same artist:
The artist can be found here: https://www.deviantart.com/kikirdcz
The two have a rather interesting dynamic and I can’t get enough of em.
It has been six years since the prologue. Blake and Yang moved into a home Taiyang and Yang built on Patch. Blake and Yang traveled Remnant after defeating Salem and got married two years after the war ended. After their marriage they decided to settle down and start a family. Blake works as a part time huntress and has worked to reform the white fang that she and Sun are a part of. Yang is also a part time huntress and in her free time helps people in the community (doing odd jobs and such) and has a garden. Dusk goes to school and loves his mothers very much and has a great relationship with his Aunts Ruby and Weiss. Ruby is still working to end the experimentation on silver eyed people. This is where the story begins.WC: 5,019
She ran until her lungs were screaming in pain, not like she was able to run before. Her red cat tail flicked anxiously as she slowed to a walk. She took several deep breaths and turned in the direction she came from. She closed her eyes and strained to listen; she could not hear any running footsteps. Perhaps they gave up. There were probably 50 more people who were more important than her, they could stand to lose one, she thought. The young girl decided to rest, a bit further from her, the girl could see tall blades of grass she decided that it would be a perfect spot to hide from any trackers that may have been following her. Her feet ached and her growling stomach pushed her to find some area to rest in. But then again, she thought, anywhere would be better than a cage.
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“My, oh my, don’t you look lovely today!” Yang whispered, “Nice and plump. Ready to eat!” Yang smiled happily and got down on her knees. Nothing wrong with getting a little dirty, she thought as she reached to grab fresh cucumbers. “That should do nicely for lunch.” She said standing back up. Yang stood and wiped some sweat off her brow, she looked across her garden to the thick forestry area that surrounded her and Blake’s house. Blake had feared that predators would come to try to come to raid their garden or at the worst come and hurt Dusk. Yang had reassured her that no predator would come so close to a house, and thanks to a huntsman academy being nearby, Grimm would not be in so heavily populous. Though, Yang and Blake kept it in the back of their mind that perhaps one day they would have to protect their son and their home, but that day has yet to come. Though with that last thought Yang turned quickly at the sound of rustling.
“Seriously?” she whispered, “Is anyone there?” Yang put the cucumbers in her gardening basket and made her way through their lush garden, she cursed herself for not leaving a weapon feature on her prosthetic, but Blake encouraged that she had one without it for home life.
“Hello?” she said once she got to an area with tall grass, a part of land she and Blake did not own. Suddenly a long crimson cat tail peaked out of the grass and more sounds of scurrying.
Yang gasped, “Hey, wait where are you going?” she took longer steps with more confidence knowing that it wasn’t an animal. The scurrying stopped and Yang lowered down to a crouch. She moved some grass out of the way and her eyes widened as to what she saw. A little girl with hair red as the rising sun, a horribly thin body, clothed in dirty rags, scratches, but the most defining feature was the girls large round silver eyes. The girl stood quickly and turned to run but tripped over her own feet. Yang quickly rushed to the girl’s side.
“Are you alright, sweetie?” Yang asked reaching her hand out. Yang couldn’t help but notice the girl’s cuts on her face and arms as the girl reached a protective hand out in front of her. “It’s okay. My name is Yang, would you like some help? I promise I will never hurt you.” The girl flicked her cat tail in contemplation.
“Are you hungry? My wife just made lunch back at our house,” she said pointing towards the house. The girl followed her finger and made a thoughtful face. Yang turned back to face the girl, smiling sweetly. The girl studied Yang’s face, noticing a small scar across her lip, plenty of freckles, laugh lines, and the kindest eyes the girl has ever seen. The girl decided that this woman was speaking true, so she reached out her hand to Yang’s. Yang took the small girl’s hand and made their way back to the house. After passing the grassy field, Yang took a second look at the girl. She couldn’t be any older than Dusk, but she was probably half his size, her small body was covered in bruises and dirt, and her hair reached her low back in tendrils. Yang did not want to think about where this girl could have come from, her mind feared the worse. She needed to call Ruby.
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“Mommy, when is Momma coming back with the cucumbers? I am hungry” Dusk pleaded swinging his legs from his chair, patiently as much as a six-year-old could for his lunch. Blake turned from her place at the counter where she was mixing tuna salad to look out the kitchen window.
“I am not sure, cub. Maybe she is having trouble finding the perfect cucumbers for us.” Blake responded reassuringly. Dusk huffed at her response, even though he was more patient than any other kid she met, he was still a kid. She came over to him and rubbed a spot between his cat ears. “Sorry, love. Want to go and check on her with me?” she asked planting a kiss between his ears. Dusk’s ears flicked in excitement.
“Yeah!”
Before Dusk could get out of his chair, Yang opened the front door. Blake and Dusk’s ears perked at the sudden noise and turned, “Momma! Did you pick good cucumbers for us?” Dusk stood on his chair, but quickly turned to Blake upon seeing the unfamiliar person next to his mother. “Mommy, who is that girl?” Dusk asked grabbing hold of Blake’s t-shirt. Blake took his hand and stood before her son.
“Yang?” Blake asked giving her wife a questioning look.
The girl hid behind Yang’s leg. “Um, I found her in the grass field, just pass the cucumbers, and yes, dragon cub I picked some cucumbers. Though, I’ll have to retrieve the basket, I dropped it on our way here.”
Dusk nodded, happy with his mother’s answer, while Blake stood idly by still staring questioningly at her wife.
“Do you want a tuna fish sandwich? Mommy makes the best tuna fish sandwiches, and Momma puts in the secret ingredient in! Cucumbers!” Dusk jumped down from his seat to get a better look at the girl, his cheeks turning red from heat. The girl came out from behind Yang’s leg and nodded to Dusk.
Dusk laughed and ran a hand through his long, wavy hair. “Come on you can sit by me!” quickly he ducked around Yang’s legs and took the girl’s hand. Dusk pulled the girl to the seat next to his. He clambered up to his seat and watched her climb into hers. Blake and Yang stared at their son and the peculiar little girl who smiled at Dusk warmly. Satisfied that her son was not going to be hurt by the mysterious little girl, Blake shot Yang an alarmingly stern look. Yang got the message and quickly made her way to Blake’s side. The pair walked closer to the kitchen counter tops and whispered in each other’s ears.
“Yang, who is she?” Blake asked first.
Yang rubbed her arm and sighed, “I’m not sure, Sunflower.” Yang looked behind her shoulder to look at the two children. Dusk was regaling the girl with probably some fantastical story of his own creation. Yang smiled and turned back to Blake. Blake peered into Yang’s eyes, “You noticed her eyes though, right?”
Blake bit her lower lip and ran a hand through her inky, black hair. “They are not easy to miss.” Blake sighed, “And look at how beat up she is, did you notice the wound on her ankle?”
Yang turned again to face the kids, the table opposite the counter tops. The kids were still entertaining each other, well mostly Dusk was entertaining her. Yang looked the girl up and down again. Seeing the girl’s ankle, a circular wound made its mark on the small girl. Yang let out an audible gasp. Her mind ran rampant, fearing the worse was true; the girl had escaped a silver eyed experimentation laboratory. Dusk turned to look at Yang, his ears flicked with surprise at his mother’s gasp.
“Are you okay, Momma? Are you hungry?” Dusk asked sweetly.
Yang smiled at her son; he was so kind. “I’m okay, my sweet dragon cub. I am hungry. Let me finish talking to Mommy, and we can finish making lunch.”
Blake kissed Yang’s cheek, and whispered in her ear “After lunch, I’ll call Weiss, you call Ruby.”
Yang glanced at her and nodded, “Alright, kiddos let me grab those cucumbers and we can have lunch.”
Yang walked out of the front door and Blake turned to fill up some glasses with lemonade. Blake sighed, a part of her did not want to meddle in the girl’s affairs, but Blake couldn’t bear to send the poor girl away. She couldn’t imagine what the poor thing went through, and she was a faunas. Blake felt conflicted as she sat down across from the girl, her little body shuddering, her cheeks hollow from hunger. The girl looked up at Blake, her large silver eyes looking up at Blake’s tall cat ears.
“Mommy, we are all cat faunaes. Isn’t that neat?” Dusk chuckled his cheeks glowing red
Blake nodded, “Fauna, and that is a coincidence isn’t it Dusk?” Blake leaned forward on her arm. Dusk nodded and took sip from his cup. The girl watched him gulp and she looked at her own cup pensively. Dusk looked at her.
“Have you ever had lemonade before? It’s my favorite drink, and it’s yellow my favorite color!” Dusk asked licking his lips from the tart liquid.
The girl shook her head which made Dusk frown, “That’s not right,” he said shaking his head his floppy hair flowing with it, “Go ahead, take a drink. I promise it is delicious. That’s a Xiao Long-Belladonna promise” he crossed his pointer finger over his heart. Blake smiled thinking he must have seen it on a movie, or something he saw Yang do. The girl smiled and took the cup in both of her hands. She brought the glass to her lips and took a small sip. Blake did not think her eyes could get any wider, she took a bigger sip and soon the drink was gone.
Dusk smiled and did the same thing.
Yang walked back in through the front door, “Alrighty who is hungry?” she gallantly walked in eyeing the trio at the table. “Drinking all of my lemonade, are we?”
Dusk laughed, “No, we saved you some. Right, Mommy?”
Yang passed by Dusk and tussled his hair as he giggled, “Well, I appreciate that, Dusk.”
Blake got up from her seat and took the basket of cucumbers from Yang. Blake kissed Yang, then bent down to smooth Dusk’s hair and kiss him atop his head.
“Thank you, Sunshine, these look lovely.” Blake moved from the pair to the sink to wash the vegetables to cut and put in their tuna fish lunch.
Yang blushed and sat at her seat across from Dusk. “Ahh, I have been thinking about these sandwiches all day. Perfect lunch for summer, right guys?” she asked taking a slow sip from her glass.
Blake hummed and began chopping up the vegetables and finished making the sandwiches. She plated them and put them in front of each person.
“Thank you, Momma and Mommy! Camille and I are super hungry.”
Yang and Blake stopped midbite to look at their son as the kids began eating their sandwiches quickly.
“Camille?” Yang asked looking to Blake then to Dusk.
Dusk looked at his mothers like they were the ones who were not in the know, his eyebrow raised out of sight. “Uh, yeah. That is her name she told me.”
Blake and Yang glanced at each other as if to say, ‘I haven’t heard her speak at all, have you?’
“Cub, when did,” Blake took a slight pause and looked at the girl who was staring at her feet, “Camille tell you this?”
Dusk took another bite of his sandwich and swallowed quickly, “She didn’t tell me, like talking. Camille told me in my mind.”
Blake and Yang raised their eyebrows and looked at each other again in shock.
Dusk looked between his mothers and became flustered. “I am telling the truth, Mommy, Momma. I swear.” He pleaded, his ears lowering to his head.
Blake turned to him, “Of course we believe you, Dusk.” Blake reassured him reaching for his hand. Dusk’s ear perked up again and took Blake’s hand in his. Blake gave it a small squeeze.
“Camille, can you talk to people in your mind?” Yang asked looking towards the girl.
Camille raised her eyes to Yang’s and nodded so hard Yang thought her head would pop off.
‘I can, Mrs. Xiao-Long Belladonna’ Camille shot to Yang.
Yang gasped and stood up.
“Yang?” Blake took her wife’s hand.
‘She’s okay, Mrs. Blake’ Camille shot to Blake.
Blake pulled Yang down back to her seat and quickly whispered, “We need to call them now.”
Yang nodded in agreement, “Dusk, Camille, can you finish your sandwiches here? Dusk when you both are finished, take your plate and Camille’s to the sink, please.”
Dusk took a bite and gave Yang a thumbs up.
Yang and Blake went to the living room and picked up both of their scrolls.
“Would she unlock her semblance at that young of an age? She is probably Dusk’s age.” Blake asked Yang dialing Weiss’ number.
Yang breathed in, “I don’t know, Blake. I didn’t unlock my semblance until I was eleven, but I was a late bloomer. Ruby unlocked hers early, but she was like eight.” Yang hit Ruby’s name in her contacts.
Blake nodded, “I unlocked my aura early, but I didn’t use my semblance until I was 14 or so.”
Weiss answered first. “Blake? Hi! How are you? How’s Yang and Dusk?”
Blake ran a hand through her hair, “Weiss, we are fine. Yang found a little girl today. She has silver eyes and a wound on her ankle. It looks like it’s from a chain.” Blake heard Weiss curse silently. Blake knew she had a lot on her plate already and she can see Weiss clutch her eyebrows.
“Hmm, well Ruby or I haven’t heard anything about a lab being in Patch, but she might have come from a group of escapees.” Weiss sighed again and Blake heard her tapping on her computer quickly. “I can come tomorrow, since it is Saturday, and I am free. Ruby and Jaune are still on a mission in Northern Vale. I am not sure when they can come and investigate. However, I will come tomorrow. Does she need clothes, do you need anything for her?”
Blake looked toward the table, they had both finished their sandwiches and Dusk was showing her his missing front tooth.
“Yes, some clothes please. She is not quite Dusk’s size, but is close enough, or will hopefully grow into them.” She heard Weiss mutter something to herself, “Weiss, there is one more thing. She has already unlocked her semblance and she can’t be older than Dusk.”
“What? Really?” Weiss sounded shocked, but in fairness they all were. “It’s not uncommon, but that is incredibly rare. There must have been some type of trauma that allowed her to unlock it so early, but that would make sense if we are right if she came from a lab.”
Blake sighed, she couldn’t imagine what Camille had gone through. “Yes, I wondered that. Thank you, Weiss we really appreciate it.”
“Well, you’re welcome, it is my job after all, and I don’t need an excuse to see my favorite boy.”
Want to talk to him?” Blake turned to Dusk and gestured for him to come.
“Is that even a question? Put my nephew on the phone!”
Dusk climbed out of his seat and Camille followed him.
“Is that Aunty Weiss, Mommy?” Dusk asked coming up to Blake’s leg.
Blake nodded and handed him the scroll. He took it in his little hands and his cheeks glowed with excitement.
“Camille, talk to Aunty Weiss with me!” he turned to her, his smile beaming. “Hi, Aunty Weiss! Me and Camille are here.”
Blake could here Weiss coddle him through the call as she walked over to Yang.
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“Hey, Yang doing alright? You’re lucky you called now, Jaune and I are taking a break.” Ruby said through the scroll.
“Heya, sis. Yes, we are doing fine. Though, I need to tell you something important.”
Ruby could hear the urgency in Yang’s voice, “What is it, Yang?”
Yang took a deep breath. “Ruby, I found a girl with silver eyes in the forest today. She looks like she escaped from a lab. She has a mark from a chain.”
Ruby stayed quiet on the other line for a minute, then sighed “Shit, I thought Patch was free. I didn’t think there would be enough silver eyed people to form a lab there. For all I knew Mom and I were the only ones there. But I can come and investigate later this month. Probably in a couple of weeks. I can’t leave this mission on Jaune’s hands. Is there anything else about her?”
Yang bit her lip, “Well, she told Dusk her name is Camille by telling him through her semblance, telekinesis like Fox’s.”
“Semblance? Already? I mean, some people unlock their semblance through trauma. I would say for now not to discuss it with her. Focus on making her comfortable with you all. It might have been a way to communicate with the other captives, a traumatic thing.” Ruby concluded, and Yang heard the wisdom in her sister’s voice, “Sounds good, Ruby. Blake, Dusk, and I will take good care of her.”
Ruby laughed, “I am sure you will. Dusk is an excellent host. Sorry, Yang, I must go now. I love you all and will talk to you again as soon as I am able.”
“Love you too, sis. Stay safe. Tell Jaune, hi for us.”
“Course, Yang. Talk soon.”
Yang sighed as she put her phone back in her pocket. She rubbed her eyes and looked back to Blake who was motioning for Dusk.
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“Hmm, well at least Weiss can come tomorrow. For now, let’s just make sure she’s comfortable. Maybe a bath and bandage for her ankle.” Blake sighed leaning into Yang’s arms. Yang kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly. Yang looked past Blake’s shoulder to see Dusk still on the phone with Weiss. He and Camille were both sitting on the couch, Dusk’s legs kicking above the floor while Camille leaned sleepily on the cushions.
Yang squeezed Blake’s arm lovingly, “Sunflower, we should discuss sometime what we should do for her.”
Blake nodded and looked up to Yang, “I know, though I think we should wait to hear what Weiss says. For now, let’s just let her stay in the guest room. Dusk seems to be quite taken to her as well.”
“I agree, at least for now,” Yang said, though Blake could tell what her wife was thinking. They have been talking about having a second child.
“Can you clean up lunch? I’ll draw a bath for Camille and ready the guest room for her.”
“Yes, of course. I bought new bubble bath soap for Dusk the other day. I think it’s lemon scented.” Yang said and kissed Blake lovingly.
“His favorite.” Blake smiled.
Yang chuckled and turned to the living room, “Kids, I think it’s time to say goodbye to Aunty Weiss. She will be here tomorrow for a visit.”
Dusk shot up from his seat making Camille flinch, “Really? Aunty Weiss you did not tell me.” He said and stomped his foot angrily.
“Dusk, is that anyway to talk to somebody? And apologize to Camille, please you scared her.”
Dusk’s ears lowered, “I’m sorry for scaring you, Camille, and I’m sorry for yelling at you Aunty.”
Yang came up to Dusk and patted his back, “Good job apologizing, Dusk thank you.”
Dusk smiled up to her, “Okay, Aunty Weiss, I have to go now, but I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“I can’t wait, Dusky boy. I love you. Can you hand the phone back to your Mommy?”
Blake came to Dusk’s side, and he handed her back the scroll. Yang passed them to work on cleaning up.
“So, I can be there tomorrow around 10:30. Is that okay with you, Blake?” Weiss asked.
Blake sat on the couch next to Dusk, “Yes, that should work. We will see you tomorrow, Weiss. Bye-bye.”
“Bye, Blake.” Weiss ended.
Blake looked to Camille, who seemed to have calmed down from her scare. “Camille, how does a bubble bath sound?”
Dusk looked at Camille waiting for her answer.
A soft voice answered, “What is that?”
Dusk was quick to answer while Blake was still contemplating on how Camille has probably never been cleaned with a bath before.
“Well, you’re in a tub of warm water, and bubbly bubbles that make you smell really good. You take a bath because you need to get clean.” Dusk rambled on quickly, “I take a bubble bath almost every night. Mommy and Momma help me get clean and Momma tells me huntress stories. Then you get in your pajamas and go to sleep. It is the best feeling ever.” Dusk finished and began to run up the stairs.
“Cub, where are you going?” Blake called.
“I’m picking out pajamas for Camille! A bath is not complete without pajamas!”
Blake smiled at her son’s generosity then turned back to Camille.
“Well? Camille, would you like a bath?” Blake asked.
Camille looked to where Dusk had gone and to Blake. Blake could almost see the girls thought process.
“Yes. Sounds good.” She replied taking Blake’s hand.
Camille and Blake walked up the stairs and Blake checked quickly in Dusk’s room. He was rifling through his drawers.
“You will put all of those things away, right, Dusk?” she asked, motherly tone activated.
Dusk turned sheepishly around, “Yes, Mommy.”
Blake smiled, “Thank you, Cub.”
Blake led Camille to the bathroom, “May I pick you up?” Blake asked the small girl.
Camille looked to Blake with her big, silver eyes. “Yes.”
Blake lifted Camille and took note as to how much of a difference Dusk and Camille weighed. Blake set her down on the bathroom countertop. “Let’s see here. I am going to clean your wounds first, okay?”
Camille nodded.
Blake bent down to take the first aid kit out from the bathroom cabinet. She disinfected the harsh wound on Camille’s ankle which earned a couple of hisses. Blake calmly soothed her, “It is okay, little one, I know it stings.” Blake then moved up to her arms and face quickly working. After she was done, she heard a small knock. “Mommy, Camille? May I come in?”
“Yes, Dusk come in.” Blake replied putting the first aid kit back.
Dusk opened the door and presented pajamas to Camille.
“Here, Camille. I got too big for these ones, so you can have them. Aunty Weiss gave them to me, and they are super soft.” Dusk handed Camille the light blue set of pajamas with little snowflakes adorning them. Camille smiled at him shaking her tail happily as she took them.
“Thank you, Dusk.” Camille said clutching the gift to her chest. Dusk beamed from ear to ear, his cheeks turning red.
“You are very welcome,” he said balancing on the balls of his feet, “Can I go watch TV now, Mommy?”
Blake kissed his cheek, “Yes, sweetheart.”
Dusk clapped his hands together, “Camille when you are done come watch TV with me! We can watch HuntsMan and Super Zwei!”
Camille nodded and smiled.
After Dusk left the room, Blake filled the bath with warm water and made sure to add plenty of soap. She took out a fresh towel and a washcloth from the cupboard and helped Camille get into the tub. Camille squirmed around at first, her body getting used to the new sensation, but eventually succumbed to the warm water and the gentle scent of lemons. Blake was gentle to scrub her small body and to mind all of the scratches on Camille’s body.
“Camille,” Blake eventually asked, “Where did you come from?”
Camille’s body tensed and she huddled her knees close to her small frame, her body instinctively turning away from Blake’s gentle touch.
“Bad place. Scary place.” She whispered.
Blake reached out her hand and touched Camille’s head. Camille flinched at first but calmed as she felt Blake’s hand stroke her hair.
“Camille, Yang and I promise that nothing bad will ever happen to you again. We will do everything we can to protect you.” Blake said defiantly, surprised at her own words for a moment but her motherly, protective instinct got the better of her.
Camille turned, eyes moist with tears, “Thank you.” She replied.
Blake finished giving Camille a thorough bath and helped her change into her new pajamas which were a tad bit big for her, but Camille did not seem to mind. Blake towel dried Camille’s hair and grabbed a brush.
“Let’s go downstairs. You can watch TV with Dusk while I brush your hair.”
Camille nodded and followed Blake downstairs.
Dusk and Yang were sitting on the couch both sets of eyes glued to the screen as HuntsMan was facing off with his toughest emissary.
“Make some room, you, guys.” Blake said leading Camille to the couch.
Yang scooted over and brought Dusk with her to sit in her lap.
“Wow, those pajamas look great on you, kiddo.” Yang said.
Dusk turned his head from the TV, “Yeah! I knew they would look good on Camille!”
Blake sat down next to Yang and motioned for Camille to sit in between her legs.
Camille looked curiously at Blake for a moment but sat.
Blake began to brush through knots as gently as she could, but Camille’s hair had probably never seen a brush.
“This might hurt a bit, sorry.” Blake said gently combing through Camille’s hair.
“It’s okay.” Camille replied.
Yang looked at Blake, she hadn’t heard her speak yet. Blake shrugged and gave Yang a knowing look.
After Blake finished brushing her hair, Camille joined the three of them on the couch perching herself next to a throw pillow, her eyes heavy.
Blake saw this and asked, “Would you like to go to bed, Camille? I bet you have had a long day.”
Camille nodded sleepily. “Okay, I’ll go set up the guest room for you. Yang, I’ll call when it is ready for her.”
Blake walked up the stairs but was stopped by Dusk pulling her shirt. “Wait, Mommy. I’ll help too.”
Blake smiled, “Of course, Cub.”
Dusk passed her on the stairs and went to his room, “I have something for Camille to help her sleep.”
Blake followed him, and to her surprise Dusk had put away all of the clothes he had previously tossed out. “Oh, yeah? What is it?”
Dusk rummaged around his toy bin for a moment and pulled something out. It was a crimson-colored stuffed cat. “This! I don’t play with it anymore, and Camille does not have any stuffed animals. I have my dragon, so Camille can have this one to sleep with.” He said showing off the toy like a trophy.
“Oh, Dusk. Have I ever told you that you are the world’s sweetest boy?” Blake asked bending down to give him a hug.
Dusk giggled as he reached his hand up to her bobbed hair, something he has done since a baby, “Hmm, maybe once or twice.”
Blake scooped him up as she stood, “Hah, and I see you inherited all of my charm and sass too.” She said lovingly bumping her head with his. Dusk smiled again and hugged her tighter pressing the side of his face on hers.
“Okay, my Cub, let’s set up the room for Camille.”
“Yang? We are ready!” Blake called from upstairs.
Yang stood up and stretched, her prosthetic humming slightly, “Okay, love we will be up shortly.”
Camille had a hard time trying to stay awake but perked up at Blake’s call.
“Would you like me to carry you?” Yang asked turning towards her.
Camille looked at the kind lilac eyes, “Yes.” She replied raising her arms up. Yang smiled and took her up to her body. ‘So light’ she thought and walked up the stairs to the guest room. Blake was sitting on the bed and Dusk was holding something behind his back. Blake stood to pull back the covers as Yang placed the small girl in. Yang pulled the covers up to Camille’s chin and the small girl settled deep within the soft bed.
“Wait,” Dusk appeared between Blake and Yang, “I have something for you, Camille. To help you sleep and it will protect you from bad dreams.” Blake picked him up and placed him on the high bed. He pulled his hands from behind his back and presented Camille with the stuffed cat. “See? She looks just like you.” Dusk said handing the present to Camille. Blake rubbed the small of Yang’s back as the mothers looked proudly on at the sight.
Camille took the toy from Dusk and hugged it to her chest. Dusk smiled and slinked off the bed.
“I knew you would like it,” Dusk said raising his arms proudly.
Camille smiled at him, “I love her. Thank you Dusk.”
Dusk smiled and giggled.
“Okay, Dusk. I think it is time to let Camille rest, she is very tired.” Yang said placing a hand on his shoulder.
Dusk looked up at Yang and then to Blake, “Okay, Momma. I’m going to go play on my tire swing outside.”
Blake nodded and let Dusk slip pass them.
“Camille,” Blake said quietly, “Yang and I will be downstairs if you need anything, alright?”
Camille nodded her eyes finally giving away to exhaustion.
“Sleep well, Camille.” Yang said as she and the love of her life left Camille’s room.
Taken from this list here and given to me on discord. I just went with one bumblebaby this time lol
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13. Candles
The power has gone out, casting much of Patch into a blanket of darkness and shadows. Nothing out of the ordinary. During storms, it is not a surprise that something goes down. With any luck, it will return before night takes a hold once more tomorrow night. But for now, to keep the blackness at bay, Yang and Blake gather any candle they can and place them around the house.
Most of the candles are lit by matches and lighters each woman carries. However, their middle daughter has other plans. Much to the surmise of most, Heather unlocked her semblance from an early age. Fire. Blake believes that her young daughter unlocked it so early in life was from her turbulent start. Born too early, too small, and too sick. Struck down by colds that usually only are a bother to most. Yet, there is a flame inside of her, one that always keeps her going and fighting. Now, it has manifested in control from the child.
Well…”mostly” should be added to that sentence.
Making sure there is nothing flammable in the way and a pot of water is nearby, Yang places a jarred candle in front of the raven haired girl. “Okay, Hezzy. Remember to take a breath first.”
Heather inhales through her nose, filling her lungs with oxygen and expanding her chest. After several moments of keeping it trapped inside, the girl slowly exhales. Blake stands nearby, the pitcher of water in her hands.
“You ready?” Yang asks.
“Yes,” Heather replies.
“Okay. Try lighting it.”
Heather lifts up a hand, sticking out her index finger. Her dark, violet eyes focus on the light wick. Both Blake and Yang have been working with Heather to help hone her fire into a more controlled spark than flames that can easily light the world, and the house, on fire. A tongue sticks out of the corner of her mouth. After several long moments, a bright, orange spark with a hint of purple shoots out of her finger. It connects with its target and the wick is encased by the small flame.
“Atta girl!” Yang shouts with glee. She places the candle on a table before wrapping her arms around her daughter, pulling her into a tight hug. A kiss is placed on her forehead. “You are getting so good at that!”
“Soon we won’t need a lighter or matches,” Blake states, placing the water down. “We just will need you.”
“Can I light another?” Heather asks her mothers.
“Maybe in a bit. We need some in the bedroom and no offense, but I don’t want the curtains to become our own personal candle.” Blake wiggles a lighter in her fingers. “You can help us with this. Let’s go.”
Thank you so much for this prompt, parents bees are my weakness! I'm just sad that I wrote this during such a bad time, maybe I could've done better. It's short, but it is still super-fluffy. I hope you'll like it! Enjoy! PS: sorry it took so long
Blake joined Yang in their bed with a thud. She was tired, reduce of trying to get their baby to sleep.
“I swear to God Yang, he’s as loud as you!” she complained, still looking for the comfort of her wife’s embrace.
Yang wasn’t any better after doing the same for their older daughter, but still hugged Blake close, giggling “One of them had to take it after me!”
“No, they hadn’t.” Blake’s deadpanned response just made Yang giggle a little more, prompting a satisfied twitching of cat ears. Blake always felt proud when she made Yang laugh.
“Come on, let’s just get some rest, okay?” Blake mumbled something in agreement, and Yang leaned down to kiss her goodnight.
It was nothing more than simple lips against lips, both of them lacking the energy to put anything more into it. Blake still kissed back, hungry for that intimacy that they didn’t have the time to explore as much as they used to anymore.
Despite all the tiredness it didn’t lack any of the honesty and love that’s always been in them, and that was more than enough for them to feel satisfied.
When they pulled back, Yang lingered a second more to pepper Blake’s lips with a few more light kisses, prompting her to take Yang back down for another sweet kiss.
This second one though, despite being as lovely as the first one, wasn’t meant to last. A cry from the other room abruptly cut it short.
Blake sighed “Drake why, what’s wrong with you?” she moved to get up but a strong hand gently pushed her back down.
“I got it.” Yang said with a smile, then rushed to their son’s room to calm him down before risking to wake Yin up as well. The little girl had school next morning after all.
Blake would’ve normally fought Yang, but she was too tired and couldn’t help but be thankful for her wife’s mindfulness and altruistic nature.
Soon after, the cries died down in tiny sobs. From her bed Blake was able to look through the door, that Yang left open, and see her wife walking through the hallway with the baby cradled in her arms, jumping in place, trying anything to calm the baby down.
It wasn’t exactly how anyone would want to spend time at 1am, but Yang still wore this soft loving expression, filled with so much love for her baby.
Yang hummed some song, pressing her lips on the little boy’s temple first, and then in between his little blonde kitty ears.
It didn’t matter how many times Blake would see scenes like that, every time it melted her heart and reminded her how she’d never trade that life for anything else in the world.
Blake fell asleep watching them, with the softest smile on her lips.
