Harlan passing away so peacefully has me in all the feels 😢 do my eyes deceive me or is there another little one - Lucy Drysdale?? 👀
Harlan deserved a quiet and peaceful passing. Around the people he loved the most too! It's also why Story took it so hard. Out of ALL of the grandchildren, she was closest to Harlan. Harlan fed her imagination. You found an Easter egg. Listen that was going to go up for December 5th for the 12 Days of Christmas....but I like leaving little hints now and then. Do you realize how hard it is to include a child that hasn't even been introduced yet? I did have some other clues that there was a fifth. At the Christmas party when Story got the necklace from Carter, Ransom’s hand was resting on Kitten’s belly. Every time Kitten was going to the school she was taking Lucy. There are a few others...but I’ll let you see if you can spot them.
5 Drysdale Kids
Summary: Merry Christmas Ransom Drysdale
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: FLUFF
Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy, mild language, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 787
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Taking a deep breath you hand the little box to your husband. He gives you an odd look before pushing it back into your hands. “It’s not Christmas yet.”
“Just open it. I promise you’ll love it,” you beam up at him. He stands there just holding the box before he starts unwrapping the paper. His eyes stay only on you, narrowing his vision as he tries to decipher what it is that you got him. Finishing pulling off the paper he continues to watch you, unsure of what gift you could have given him. “Look at it when you open it, baby.”
Ransom slowly pulls the lid off, still not turning his eyes away from you, and you can’t help but laugh and shake your head. Once it’s open he looks down to see the positive pregnancy test. Smiling through his tears he looks back up at you, “This better be yours and not our daughters.”
“Ransom Drysdale they’re thirteen!”
He bites his lip, and let’s those tears finally fall down, “It’s yours?” you nod yes with the biggest smile. “We’re having our fifth?”
“We’re having our fifth, baby,” he picks you up, and starts bouncing with you in his arms. Stopping as soon as he starts, to press a hand against your belly.
“I’m sorry my little nugget,” his dark blue eyes just wander around your face, “How long?”
“Well, I wasn’t sure. Not that we’ve been careful. I went to the doctor,” his face falls as he glares at you. You knew he’d be pissed, but you wanted to make sure you were pregnant so he wouldn’t get upset. “Twelve weeks.”
“I knew you were looking different. These pretty tits of yours were looking real full.”
“Shut up.”
“We’re having a baby,” you nod your head, bringing his mouth closer to yours, before giving him the sweetest kiss. “We’re having a baby!”
Ransom almost cannot contain his excitement. His body bubbles over with excitement while all of your babies sit on the couch in front of you. Story’s hand holds onto Blade’s and she leans over on him, and your little man gives a hard blink behind his glasses before pushing them up his nose. “I’m nervous.”
“Bladey, there’s nothing wrong,” you say soothingly. Your hand resting on Ransom’s lap, but your sweet baby isn’t convinced.
“Then tell us. Dad, why are you so...happy?” Ransom tries to turn his face down as he looks at his mini me. “Go on.”
“Your mom and I have some very important news, well happy news. The best news.”
“We’re buying a real castle?” Story asks piping up from Blade’s shoulder, but it goes back down when Ransom shakes his head no.
“We’re going to Hawaii for vacation?” Aster asks, again more shakes of no.
“I get to go to the NASA Space Camp this summer? Well, that would just be for me,” your only boy is so cute when he talks about NASA, he’ll get to go, and you as a family will be staying close by while he’s there.
Iris softly smiles when she notices where her dad’s hand is resting. Her eyes glimmer with the tears. You give her a nod, and she stands up to hug you. “I don’t...don’t, don’t get it,” hearing the nervous stuttering in your son’s voice makes you want to shout what the news is.
“You’re getting your fifth,” Iris cries, wrapping her arms around her dad.
Aster’s head slings back on the couch, Blade gives you a big smile, but Story pouts, “I won’t be the baby anymore? This is horse shit.”
“Story Rose Drysdale!” you try not to laugh, letting her know that, that kind of talk is not prohibited.
“Story book, you’re always going to be my itty bitty baby, okay?” Ransom’s hand reaches out to Story who skips to her dad’s lap. You can see the wheels turning in Aster’s head, and you’re almost concerned with what she’s going to say.
“This happened when you went on that weekend getaway!” she shouts her eyes squinting at you. “I told you two to practice safe sex. You lied.”
“Angel, you know I’ve been begging for my fifth for awhile.”
“I just don’t know what to do with you two. Jumping on the bed with every chance you get. Are you happy?” turning to look at your husband, you bring his face to look at you. The pure joy in his eyes lets you know that without a doubt you made the right choice. Still looking at one another you both nod. “Well, okay. This is the last one right?”
“Maybe.”
“Ransom Drysdale! You’re getting fixed, this is it, baby.”
“But...”
“NO!” you all shout at him.
“Fine, fine. I’m settling at five,” he gives you another kiss, while Story plays with his wedding ring. “I love you Kitten.”
You are such a tease about Story’s husband!!! I’m loving it, it is definitely a pick me up that I needed today. I want to ask what happens when EVERYONE has the flu because that’s what’s going on in my house right now.
Oh no! I hope you get to feeling better 🖤
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Quit Touching Me
Summary: The Drysdale's are SICK
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: yucky sickness
Warnings: Four sick kids and a sick Ransom, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 700
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Of course the first one to get sick was your germaphobe husband. You had quarantined Ransom to the bedroom while you tried to get the kids situated and off to school. Coming back home to find Ransom all curled up and snuggly on the bed, "I'm dying, Kitten," is the only thing he can get out.
"Aw, my poor little baby," your voice coos down to him. You lay down on the bed, and spend most the morning just petting along his face. Brushing his hair out of his eyesight. Even though he feels terrible he still has the most handsome face you had ever seen. With four kids, it's very rare that you get to just relish in your husband. "You gonna let mommy take good care of you."
He nods his head with his bottom lip puckered out, but then stops to peer up at you, "If you could stop with your sexy talk that would be great," you giggle at him, but continue on making sure he's comfortable.
"Come on baby. You need to sit up and take some medicine."
"Don't want to."
"Ran," your voice whines, "You're worse than the kids. Just sit up, take your medicine, and drink your water," reluctantly he obeys. Settling back down, you turn on your favorite comfort show, relaxing back to hold your sweet baby.
Not long into the episode you get a call from the school, "Mrs. Drysdale, Aster said she's not feeling too well, and Blade has a low grade fever. Story seems to be fine, but she's saying her head is hurting."
"I said," you hear the dramatic voice of your daughter, "that my head is aching. It feels like someone is stabbing me over and over. Could you just tell my mom to come and get me?"
You sigh, giving Ransom a quick kiss. His body still curled up in a ball, not even realizing you're going anywhere. Might as well just pick up all the kids. Stopping at the drugstore so you can get some more medicine just in case, water, Gatorade, soup, crackers, whatever you can think of. Thankfully you were smart enough to get some easy meals, because later it hits the entire household. "You guys stay away from Grandpa. He can't handle all this sickness."
Marta already been contacted that everyone was running fevers, including yourself. All the kids needing some extra TLC it was just easier to set up beds in yours and Ransom's bedroom. "I get to sleep in your bed right?" Story asks her dad, her eyes as big as saucers.
"I really don't care who sleeps in the bed with us," he regrets that quickly when the rest of the kids come piling in the bed with you. Two eleven-year-olds, one eight-year-old, and an almost six-year-old cramming into the bed with you.
"This really isn't that comfortable."
"Well no one said you had to get in here with me."
"Can I not just go get in my own bed."
"I really don't feel good."
"Would all of you just shut up?"
"Quit touching me."
"I wasn't touching you, you were touching me."
"I see my life flashing right before my very eyes. Do you see it Blade? There it goes."
You flop down on the bed somewhere, making it an even tighter fit, while all these kids are arguing about touching or feeling bad, "Would everyone please just stop?" you start to shout, stopping only because you start to cough. "If you're uncomfortable, you're more than welcome to sleep on the palettes I made. If you want to go to your room, nobody is telling you not to. But for the love of my sanity, just hush."
"Mommy?" Story asks, followed by groans from everyone. "Can we watch the Princess Bride?"
"Ran, start her movie," with his eyes closed he grabs for the remote, clicking on the TV and starting Story's favorite movie. Even though everyone had groaned, they all start to settle. "Thank you baby for making us buy the biggest bed possible."
"Don't get too used to this guys. This is only when you're sick kind of thing."
"Story, get off!" Aster whisper shouts.
"Nope, the next person who touches anyone, gets to get in the floor on their palette. There's six of us in this bed, someone is going to be touching someone.
I don’t even wanna know.. but like.. what happened to harlan🥺🥺
BOY!! You're really trying to break my heart! So, Harlan did pass of old age...
Tell Me A Story
Summary: Goodbye Harlan Thrombey
Pairings: The Drysdale's
Rating: Complete and utter sadness
Warnings: Death of a major character, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 780
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You knew it was coming, Harlan had been slowing down more than usual. His usual nickname of 'Ransom Blade' was just Ransom. Even your husband had refused to go into work. Staying next to his bed the whole time. "Ransom, where's the little Ransom?"
"You want me to go get him?" Ransom chuckles, fiddling with a Go stone.
"I want all of them."
You give Ransom a nod, and go to get all the kids. Iris nearly refusing to go in there. She just stood still with tears in her eyes, rubbing her big round pregnant belly. "Mama, I can't."
"You need to. You'll regret it."
"It's too much. I just can't," she begs you with her eyes, her head shaking back and forward. It’s been too much that she’s been through in less than a year, and you don’t want to push her.
"You're not a child, and I won't make you. But you need to say your goodbyes," Story holds tightly to your hand as the other kids walk in with you, except for Aster. She holds her hand out to Iris, who takes it in her own. Aster's hand presses up on the growing Posie, as she leads the two in.
Harlan just stares up at Blade. Your son, nearly grown. Taller than his dad, but the spitting image of him. "Ransom," Harlan chuckles. "you look just like your daddy, you know?" Blade laughs through his tears. "I'm so proud of you. You're going to do amazing things, but you've got to stay out of trouble. Okay?"
"Okay, grandpa."
"My feisty one," Harlan points at Aster, "So much of your dad's sass. Don't settle. You deserve the world. I remember meeting you and Iris for the first time. Such beautiful babies. I hadn't seen one in so long. Your daddy was so happy and proud. You two saved his life," he looks over at Iris, tapping the side of his bed for her to come closer, "My sweet angel," holding his hand up against her bump. "You'll see him again. Death couldn't keep that boy from you. You're going to be an amazing mom. You had the best teacher. I have always looked at you as mine. You protect that baby, like your daddy protected you."
"I love you grandpa," Iris responds through her tears.
"Kitten," he laughs looking at you. "Thank you. For my Ransom, for my grandkids. You saved all of us. You showed a broken man what love was. Gave him the life he wanted and all the kids he could ever want. Where's my little one?" she peaks her head out from behind you. "Stay you're crazy and conniving self. Ransom, son, I haven't told you enough, but I'm proud of you. Proud of the man, husband, and father you’ve become. Keep them safe, love on them everyday, because life is too short. My sweet little dreamer," Story never staying too far from Harlan gets his hand pressed against her cheek. "Tell me a story."
"I can't," she cries holding his hand on her cheek.
"You have to. I want your voice to be the one that puts me to sleep."
Story clears her throat, looking at her dad and then at you, "Remember those baby dragons in the wall?" he nods his head. "They had magical powers. I thought they were to harm the castle, but they weren't. They're going to protect us once the mage is gone. They've been growing, and learning. Now that they can fly, they've left their nest in the walls, and they circle the castle. You hear them?"
"I do. Story, one day he'll come," he looks at her with a sad smile. "Don't always be looking for Prince Charming. You'll have your trials and tribulations, but the one that always sticks by your side, even if it's in the dark, that's the one. In the dark of the night, he'll be your light. You believe me?"
"I do."
"Finish your story, my little dreamer," Story continues to tell her tale of the protecting dragons, adding in her embellishments, still gripping tightly to his hand when his eyes drift close. You try to pry her hand out of his, but she just holds steady.
"I love you," she whispers, giving him his final forehead kiss, before going into Ransom's arms. "I want to sleep with you tonight."
"Okay, baby. I just need a moment with mom," you grab his hand, guiding him away from everyone. You know your husband is needing his own form of comfort. His own moment to melt into a carefree life of a child, and you have no problem with helping him cope.
You are a menace to my sleep cycle! New pieces of the DA-verse every time I check and I don't want to miss a thing! 😍
I would love to hear more about Blade sometime.
When did Ransom and Kitten find out how smart he is?
How did it affect his schooling and socialization? (He seemed self conscious about the glasses and speech "I don't wike it")
What was his time hanging out at the Jensen's like? (You mentioned he has (had?) a crush on Kira Jensen)
What was the college experience that gave him his new *ahem* confidence?
How did he get recruited by the FBI?
There's so much you shared about his sisters, he's getting over looked! Classic middle child syndrome though... 😉
😂 I'm sorry! I know it's hard to keep up with, and then since the timeline is bouncing from when the kids are younger to when they're older it does get a bit confusing!
My poor little Bladey! He does get overlooked from his sisters because he doesn't have the big personality that they do. He is a bit quiet, and a bit shy. So let's I guess a bit of a head canon for this cutie.
Harlan was the first one who noticed that Blade was gifted. While he didn't have the imagination of Story, he was really good with numbers, but also, due to the help of Uncle JJ, was good with computers. His interest are similar to Jake's although Blade lacks the big personality, although he is awkward like Jake.
So when the school asked to speak with Ransom and Kitten, they knew exactly what they were walking into. They wanted Blade to remain with his friends, but were not opposed to additional classes. In a family where you're the only boy, you are already singled out, and Blade struggled with feeling different anyways. He was in third grade when he was tested. So instead of moving him up grades, he had additional courses while in school.
At first this negatively impacted Blade. Again, he struggled with being different (his speech, stuttering, glasses, and being an introvert) and Kitten was ready for him to go back to being just a regular kid. Blade's happiness is hers and Ransom's first priority. But Uncle JJ wanted him to be able to explore his intelligence, so offered to get him into other activities that did not include his intelligence.
Jake and Blade are big gamers, but they also love some D&D, this helped with Blade's imagination, speech, and even self confidence. Jake saw a lot of himself in Blade. Kira was the one that had the big crush on Blade. Blade was always timid in general, and Kira scared him at first, because she's her mother daughter, and is very aggressive. So with time, they just became friends, but Kira still feels that it's her duty to protect Blade (he's hers to protect).
Blade got into a bit of self medicating with edibles. His mind typically goes a mile a minute, so it helps him mellow out. During that time he also met another, that is Story's friend Jenny, he never thought much about Jenny growing up, but seeing her as an adult, they really started to explore each other, and when they broke up...it wasn't long until other girls at school were willing to "comfort" him.
Sweet Blade might have been told that there's no way that he couldn't hack into the FBI's system. He proved them wrong, and instead of arresting him, they recruited him to create firewalls for them. It's his "hobby"
Blade is still really close with Story. Their relationship revolves around her being able to talk, and he listens. So when she gets into trouble, a newly buffer and confident Blade is real quick to jump to her defense, and be the one to help keep her from trouble.
reader and Ransom babysitting all their grandchildren? DA AU ?
We won't do ALL their grandchildren, but the ones that have been mentioned. So the ones you know about are Posie, Otto, and Aster's daughter, Eliana. I also add their last names in the tags 😉
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Calm Your Tits
Summary: You and Ransom babysit your 3 grandbabies
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: Fluff
Warnings: None just mild talk about jumping on the bed, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 550
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Papa & Mimi’s Grandbabies
Ransom huffs out air, flopping down on a lounge chair outside. He doesn't remember his kids being so...active. Never stopping or slowing down. He's also not sure how the two of you got roped into watching all three grandchildren.
Posie, the mother hen, is calm enough, although a bit bossy with her two younger cousins. Only seven months separate Otto and Eliana. Posie, snaps her finger and demands that the two sit down. "You two need to stop. Look at papa, he's tired," their eyes trail over to Ransom who is trying not to laugh.
"Mimi is making lunch, but you need to just..."
"Calm your tits," Ransom's gruff voice tells them. Otto gasps, but Ellie's hand covers her mouth as she giggles. "Was I not supposed to say that?" you walk out, carrying the bento boxes of lunch for the kids.
"You cussing in front of the babies?"
"Papa said me and Ellie need to cawm ouw tits. What does...what does that mean?" Otto's large round eyes stare up at you, blinking wide, and you just pick up that little boy to give him a big smooch. So much of him reminds you of your little Bladey. Even his speech impediment is so much like your sons. "Mimi! Daddy and mommy said they got to make me a sister. How do you make a sister?"
Ransom snorts, while you set the three kids down at the table. "Well..."
"Dis...is dis a jumping on the bed thing, Papa?" Ellie is the one that looks at Ransom. "My mommy and Beck they want a baby," Ransom shakes his head no at the little girl but she nods yes giggling. "Beck needs a baby."
Otto's face turns up at Eliana, "Why you call him dat? Why don't you call him daddy?"
"Because he's not my dad and...and him and mommy aren't married. Mimi should I call Beck daddy?"
"You call Beck whatever you want to Ellie Belly. Posie, come here baby," Posie had been giving a bit of a pout. "What's wrong?"
"They want babies, and mom is about to have two, and I don't want two babies."
"Your mom was a twin," Ransom tells his oldest grandbaby, as she crawls into his lap. She quickly blows air out of her nose, and leans into to bite his sandwich. "Uh huh. I see. Twins aren't so bad. There's just two."
"Good advice papa. I know what twins are."
"All your parents are going to keep jumping on the bed, and we're going to have babies everywhere," Ransom leans to give Posie a kiss to her temple, and you just can't stop your tongue.
"Next is Blade. And Lucy," his face turns so fast to you.
"Nope. Lucy is never leaving the estate. Plus I don't know of anyone that could put up with Little Lucifer. Not long enough to have a baby."
He's so ridiculous sometimes, "Ran. It takes one time."
"What about Bladey?"
"Bwade can't have a baby, because I'm his buddy."
"That's right little man. Bladey doesn't need a baby, because he has all the babies he could want right here," you give your husband a smug smirk.
"If you only knew, woman. You would prefer him to have the one woman."
the story storyline is so sad and heavy rn 😢 can u please lighten it up a bit with a toddler story? i’m so sure that when she was younger, she was in love with disney princess movies ❤️
Thank you for this! I needed to revisit our sweet Princess of Boston. She LOVES Disney princesses, she loves them all, but she does have a special place in her heart for Rapunzel. I mean she too is a princess that lives in a tower right? So this is for Story's fifth birthday, Ransom got a random thought to go to Disney World. Of course he couldn't just take his family, the Rogers' and Jensen's came too. And his adopted son Carter Baizen.
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*Special thanks to @delilahjamesevans for always shooting the shit with me about this AU, and reading my mind on a lot of things. This request made me so happy.
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See What I See?
Summary: Ransom takes everyone to Disney World for Story's birthday
Pairings: The Drysdale's
Rating: Fluff
Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.2K
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You and Ransom watch your itty bitty baby open up her gift. At first she was a bit upset that she wasn't going to get a birthday party, but when she tore into that box and saw the Rapunzel magic band she hugs the box squealing, "I get to see a real castle? All of us? Not just me?"
"Yes, princess," Ransom starts with the biggest smile, "All of us."
"Uncle Steve and Aunt Marta?" Ransom nods, "Uncle JJ, Yeye, and Kira? Pops' family?" Ransom's smile gets bigger nodding again, "And Carter?" that causes his face to fall. "But daddy!"
"Princess, I think he's getting too old for Disney World."
Story intakes a deep gasp, "No one! And I mean no one is too old for Disney World. Daddy, he's part of our family," her big round blue eyes go glossy staring up at Ransom, "Please. Pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"Fine. Carter can go too."
You didn't realize how excited Carter was going to be when Story insisted that he joined you. Even the plane ride down to Florida. The biggest group of people you could imagine, celebrating your itty bitty princess. Her eyes almost constantly staring out the window, "Daddy, will I see the castle from the sky?"
"I don't think," her eyes looks up at him scared, "Well, maybe. I don't know. I've never been to Disney."
"Will I get to meet the princesses?"
"Yes, we've got that scheduled."
"Daddy? I love you and mommy, thank you."
The first morning at Disney was the Magic Kingdom. Story jumps up in between you and Ransom, "IT'S TODAY! I GET TO SEE THE PRINCESSES!"
"Kitten, your daughter is awake," Ransom grumbles rolling further away from you and her.
"Why is she just my daughter?"
"It's still dark outside, that's why. Story, go back to sleep baby. The park isn't even opening for another," he leans over your body to look at the alarm clock, and groans flattening back on the bed, "You have four more hours."
"But daddy! I'm so excited! Can we go now."
"No," you answer. "Mickey and the princesses are still sleeping."
She blows out an exasperated raspberry, "I'm going in the living room to watch a movie then."
"Good idea," as soon as she walks out, Ransom's arm wraps around you, pulling into him. Pushing your ass into his crotch.
"No."
"But, Kitten," he whines.
"No."
"If I have to walk around Disney World all day, at least let me get it in."
"As long as you realize I'm going back to sleep," you reach your hand around you, patting at his cheek.
"It's okay, let me do all the work."
Story wanders into the living room, and Carter is sprawled out on the fold out, "Carter?" she starts to whisper, but asks a bit louder, "Carter?" he stirs a bit blinking up at her. "I want to watch a movie. Can I sit in here with you?" he just nods his head scooting over to give her half of the fold out. Story plants herself up there and starts her favorite movie, Tangled. Not getting too far in until she's falling back asleep.
When you actually wake up to the alarm and find Story and Carter passed out on the fold out, you go ahead and wake her up, not in the mood to hear Ransom pouting at his five year old in the bed with a boy, "Come on baby. Want me to make you your mug of hot chocolate to wake you up?"
"Yes please," she crawls out of the bed, and Carter rolls over as well.
"Can I have a mug, too, Mrs. Drysdale?"
"Yes. Two mugs of hot chocolate coming right up and coffee for me and Ransom. Story, go wake daddy up. He didn't move when the alarm went off."
Even though this trip was Ransom's idea, he pouts. His grumpy cat face is front and center the whole ride into the park. He doesn't like that Story wants to not only hold his hand, but she makes sure that Carter isn't too far away. He indulges in her stories, and her ideas of what they needed to do that day. "Will you ride a ride with me?" she asks looking up at Carter, and before Ransom can say anything, you turn his face to look at you, giving him a quick kiss to his lips, warning him to behave.
He continues his grumpiness until Story squeals when she sees the castle, "Daddy! It's a real castle! That's Cinderella's castle. My heart is fulfilled. Is she really in there?"
"She is sometimes. I don't know about right now. But first, we meet your princess," her eyes get so big, and she nearly drags Ransom. Not even knowing where she's going but knowing she's got to get where Rapunzel is. When she finally sees her she get nervous.
Even though Carter is talking to James, Aster, and Iris he stops, noticing Story's distress. Kneeling down at her eye level he asks her a sweet, "Is everything okay, Princess?" she shakes her head no. "You're about to meet your favorite princess. What could be better?"
"I know, but she's real, and I'm nervous."
"You need me to hold your hand?" she nods her head quickly, and sure enough he holds her hand up to Rapunzel.
Rapunzel smiles at Story sweetly, "You've already found your prince?"
"No, he's a knight. That's Sir Lancelot."
"Oh, your knight in shining armor then?" Story gives her a smile. Continuing to talk to her until you're all beckoned away after their pictures. Not getting too far until Blade is the one to gasp.
"Mom! There's Buzz Lightyear," as much as your littlest baby loves princesses, Blade has always loved Buzz, so of course you guys have to meet him. Story right beside Blade to meet his hero.
The day while long and tiring was amazing. Even though your husband was such a grump this morning, every time his kids got excited about something his face lit up. Vicariously reliving the childhood he wish he would have had through his kids. Seeing the magic of Disney through a five year old, and even a seven year old Blade.
At the fireworks, Ransom's arms drape older your shoulders, and Story struggles to get a good view. Not even hesitating Carter picks her up, to put her on his back. Her eyes lighting up with the multiple fireworks. Ransom tilts your head back to give you a lasting kiss while the fireworks end.
Carter looks back at a smiling Story. He entertains her fantasy so much, because he wishes he had someone to do that for him. Wishing that his parents would have let him be a kid longer. His finger points to the sky, "See what I see?"
"Is that Sirius?"
"It is. Go ahead and make your wish," Story's eyes clench close, making a wish on her special star. Opening her eyes she stares doe eyed up at Sirius above the castle. "What did you wish for princess?"
At any time will Kitten go full on mama bear towards Carter’s parents?
There has been a few times that Kitten has went mama bear on Lydia and Gregory. The problem is, it's in one ear and out the other. Like when Kitten had to make a comment to Lydia about him being sick, and they didn't come get him.
Mama Bear
Summary: You can’t handle Lydia anymore
Pairings: Kitten X Lydia Baizen
Rating: pitiful
Warnings: Sick and pitiful Carter 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 800
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"He looks fine," Lydia says, grabbing up Carter's things. “I don’t know what the big deal was or back to back phone calls.”
"He's fine now, but he was throwing up. Ransom tried to get in touch with you, and you ignored it,” your eyes look over Lydia and how annoyed she is for having to come pick up Carter, and there’s something that comes over you. Knowing your babies are good and tucked in, while Carter is exhausted from his projectile vomiting, and his mother doesn’t seem bothered to ask how he’s doing.
"We're very busy," she snaps her finger at Carter who is still lounging on the couch.
"As are we. We have four children."
"A choice you made on your own. Carter, lets go," Carter shakes his head at his mom. "I said, lets go. The Drysdale's don't want you here."
Ransom grits his teeth, and puts his hand on Carter's leg, and you can’t help but notice how hurt Carter’s puppy dog eyes are. "Don't you dare tell that baby we don't want him here. He's always welcome here. We just assumed that you would want to take care of your child while he was throwing up. He’s tired, and you haven’t even asked him how he’s feeling. He is a baby, who’s been sick, and not with his mom."
Lydia takes a deep breath, and without so much as looking at Carter, her voice dry and without emotion, “How are you feeling, son? Does that satisfy you, Mrs. Drysdale? He’s not a baby, he’s nearly grown,” you scoff at her. A boy almost eight, nearly grown.
"I’m fine, but mom, I don't want to go home."
"You don't have to Carter," you glare at Lydia. Your heart pounds in your chest, and you dare Lydia to make another comment. There is nothing more that you want than for that sweet boy to stay in a home where he feels wanted and cherished. You cherish him like he is your own son. Even Ransom as annoyed as he is, sees how he was Carter growing up. An accessory in a world where your future is carved out for you. And now he wants to make up for where his and Carter’s parents lack.
"So, do you want me to take my son home or not?"
"I don't want you treating him like he's a burden. He’s your son. He is the sweetest thing, and he’s been sick, and you couldn’t bother to answer the phone and let us know if he was allergic to anything, or if there’s something special he wanted or would need to make him feel more comfortable. He stays, he’s nearly falling asleep on Ransom anyways. I'll call you in the morning," Lydia walks out, with a spin. Those expensive heels clicking on your floor, and you can only roll your eyes watching her. Taking a deep breath you turn to give Carter the smile he’s been needing. A mother’s touch that he desires more than anything.
You go over to Carter, wrapping your arms around him, "I'm sorry buddy. No matter what, you're always welcome in our home, okay? I don’t want you thinking that Ransom and I don’t want you here. You’re basically family anyways. We’ll always be here to take care of you okay?" he nods at you. "You're sleepy aren't you?" he gives you another nod, "Run to the guest room. I'll be up there in a minute to tuck you in."
You turn to look at your husband who just sits there smiling, "You know, seeing you become your bitchy kitty with Lydia really turned me on."
"Shut up."
"I believe, you are going to reward my services for dealing with the puking Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. Tuck Carter in, and we can jump on the bed," he tells you smacking your ass as he walks to the bedroom. “Oh, and Kitten, your baby is tired and desires for you to do all the work.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“And you love me. Especially when I’m sweet to one of your bonehead babies,” you tilt your head looking at him with a pout. “He was kinda cute laying against me. He talked to Story before she fell asleep. James just passed out on contact.”
“Admit it,” you walk over to him, grabbing ahold of both of his sides, standing on your tippy toes you give him a soft kiss, “Deep down you love him and want him to marry...”
“You’re going to far, Kitten. For that, I get your ass.”
“Shut up. I’m going got tuck in my bonehead baby that deep down you love just as much. Behave.”
“I could make you suck on my straw. Got a special little milkshake for you,” Ransom raises his eyebrow, giving you his signature cocky grin.
You said Carter would call Ransom and Kitten before he called his own parents? Why am I thinking about his parents forgetting to pick him up from somewhere and he calls kitten but she doesn’t answer for whatever reason so he calls Ransom next because he needs a ride home or to wherever. Idk idk maybe Carter is sad and trying not to show it? Would Ransom do something to try and cheer him up because he’s probably had this exact experience growing up?
Is this a thing that would happen?
Oh 100%!! It isn't unusual for Carter to have to call Kitten because his parents forgot him, again. But this time she doesn't answer, and he stares up at the administrator with those big blue eyes, "Could you call Mr. Drysdale? He's on the pickup list too."
Ransom is cussing on his way to the school. Not because he's the one having to pickup Carter, not because you wouldn't pick up the phone, but because Carter was forgotten. He was trying to think of anything that would have cheered him up when he was little, as he rushes to the school to get the boy.
Ransom grumpiness changes when he sees Carter's face light up when he walks through the school to get him. Tell the women in the office a thank you, "You okay, kiddo?"
"Can I go to your house today?" Carter asks, and Ransom hears the sadness in his voice.
"Yeah, hey before we head that way, would you want to stop at the store and we can get stuff to make sundaes?"
Carter's eyes light up when he looks at Ran, "You mean...your famous sundaes that make everyone happier?"
"That's right, because I have a special ingredient."
"What is it?"
It's these fancy sprinkles, that he's not sure why, but he adores them. "Can't tell you."
"Would you please?"
"Nope. The secret is locked in my head. I think I know two girls that need some extra cheering up. You okay with that?"
"What about a little boy?"
"He can be cheered up, too," Ransom holds out his fist for Carter to bump, but Carter just stares at it, and then up at Ran. "Oh, not cool anymore, huh? Well, we'll have to come up with a secret handshake then."
