A VERY belated Mother's Day gift to @verawhisk for her OC Scully, who is the best mommy ever.
Rare were the days that Scully woke up alone and even rarer the days that he didn't have some little creature in his lap. Be it Vyrean or Sinéad or the Twins, one of the kids were always in his and Vyrin’s room, bothering him for his attention.
Which was adorable, truly, but he liked his sleep and he rarely slept past 6AM on the weekdays or 8AM on the weekends. It was torture but Vyrin and the kids made it worth it.
The Twins were always on thin ice, if he had to listen to Sinéad talk about Freshmen Drama one more time, he'd go insane, and Vyrean was too much like Vyrin to ever have in large amounts. Pearl was the only one that he would be able to have by his side constantly without feeling like he was losing his mind.
Which made him feel guilty. He wasn't supposed to have favorites, much less find his children annoying. He was supposed to love them all equally, be proud of their independence and achievements, but he just wasn't. It made him feel like a lousy parent and -
Scully sighed as he sat up, hair frizzy and mussed with sleep. He stretched and felt several bones pop before turning to check his clock and -
He flew out of bed, realizing it was almost noon.
He had to get Sinéad to ballet, and Vyrean to Pre-Paladin Training, and Pearl to art lessons, and the Twins to Arcane Headstart, and -
He was too busy thundering down the stairs of their private part of the manor to hear the commotion in their kitchen. "Vyrin! It's nearly noon, you better have gotten the kids to their shit or I'll -"
He rounded the corner to see his whole family absolutely covered in flour and cocoa powder; Sinéad and the Twins getting into it -Laurette slapping flour handprints on the back of her stylish and expensive night shirt, Nordica doing the same to the front with cocoa powder-, Vyrean arguing lightly with Vyrin about the mess, and Pearl just quietly mixing whatever batter they had been working on. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at him, and he at them.
The moment was broken when Scully screeched, "What the HELL is going on?!"
All of a sudden, he was smothered by five kids, all of them tall for their ages, and the eldest well built. He was hugged and grabbed and given kisses and spoken at and it was so overwhelmingly stimulating that he felt like he was going to throw up.
"Children." In that sweet, monstrously deep voice like the depths of the sea, Vyrin came to his rescue. He made the kids quiet down, although he couldn't peel them off of their mother. He sighed fondly and gave Scully a sweet kiss. "I'm sorry, alakzar. But they simply insisted to make you breakfast."
Scully blinked. "Little late for that, isn't it?" He scoffed, but he reached out to gently card his fingers through the Twins' hairs, making them giggle softly. Usually, those giggles meant trouble but at that moment, they were as sweet as kitten purrs.
"It wasn't my fault, Mama!" Sinéad whined softly, rubbing her cheek against his. "They wouldn't listen to me and Daddy~!"
"That's not true!" Nordica hissed.
"You just stink at giving directions!" Laurette followed.
"So strange that the head cheerleader isn't good at being a leader."
Vyrean tried to get between them, looking meek as always. "C'mon, guys. It's Mother's Day! Let's focus on -"
"Shut up, Vyrean!!!" The three snapped.
"Children." Even Vyrin was beginning to lose his patience, showing how much he had been through that morning.
Pearl, quiet this whole time, leaned on her tip-toes to give Scully a sweet peck on the cheek. "Sorry we can't make anything for you on Mother's Day, Mama." She apologized softly.
He was struck by how the whole brood, none of whom know how to boil water, much less bake, led by the King of Awful Cooks himself, tried to make him a meal. Not waking him up, letting him sleep in, showing how much they love him, despite how annoying they could be. Every single one of them had their fair share of moments, but for their mother, they rallied together.
He clapped his hands loudly, ending all arguments and casting a spell to clean them up. "Alright, you scallywags!" He chirped, flitting around to give everyone a kiss on the nose, and one on the lips for Vyrin.
"Daddy is staying FAR away from the kitchen, or the whole property will be up in flames." That got a good-natured pout from Vyrin and a collective giggle from the children. "And the rest of the crew is going to follow me!"
Their eyes started to shine, mesmerized, as always, when he talked about the sea and sailing. Their lives were surrounded by the Mists and Dark of their religion, so anything outside of that was beyond interesting to them; he felt like he understood Kryize more and more. A Sea Spouse to a Shadow Sovereign.
He led them to the kitchen and within the hour, scrambled eggs, sausage, ham, hashbrowns, and a mountain of double chocolate chip pancakes for the whole family was made. He was so proud that none of his children inherited Vyrin's less than chefly qualities.
As he let the kids finish setting the table, he felt two arms wrap around his waist, pulling him back into a strong chest. Soft kisses traced from his shoulder to his neck, and he let out a soft little moan. "Hm, that feels good...Daddy~." He purred.
Vyrin laughed softly, another sweet kiss. "I am sorry to have made you cook on the day for you, alakzar, but thank you for saving the day." His hand dipped low, teasing the hem of his sleep shorts. "I can think of a few ways to repay you..."
Scully giggled, but was interrupted by arguments in the dining room. That lovely hand slipped away and they both sighed.
"Later. When the kids go to bed." Vyrin gave him a sweet kiss to the lips before going to settle the argument himself.
The Human sighed deeply, shaking his head. He thought back to the year before he met Vyrin, thinking about the future. He never saw himself as a Mommy Dearest type, but she he saw the faces of his children looking back at him with such love and adoration despite his flaws...
He couldn't think of anything else he'd want to be.
