eloise talks

Rocking the Cradle Chapter 4: Marinette and Adrien Have a Child part 2

Kids

There were so many kids

All over the place they were running like little animals with just reckless abandon, screaming left and right

And Marinette began to wonder ‘how much of a shot to my grade would it be if i just decided to bail right now?’

But then, the sound of a cane hitting wood reverberated throughout all the noise and the kids quieted down as a meek old lady carefully stepped her way down the stairs, a few kids watching cautiously to make sure she doesn’t fall.

Appearance wise she didn’t seem out of the ordinary with short silvery hair all wrapped up in a bun. In all honesty you could just as easily stride right by her without a second glance. However, in this house and in front of the class coming in for the first time, she held a massive air of dignity but not a hint of arrogance as she smiled kindly at all the students.

“Good Afternoon boys and girls” she announced to all the little kids scattered amongst the house

And all in unison as if they had practiced it 100 times over, all the small voices replied “Good afternoon granny”.

“We have some very special guests with us here today.” The old woman continued “These young ladies and gentlemen have been asked to come and adopt some of you for a year as a class project. I expect everyone to be on their best behavior for the next few hours is that clear?”

At first there was light murmuring starting to spread across the children as they were unsure as to how to take the news but woman called their attention swiftly with a rapt banging of her cane

“Is. That. Clear children?” she stated again

“As a bell granny” they all announced back.

Stepping up to the students, the old woman smiled warmly. “They’re all yours everyone, I promise that they’re all very good kids if not a little rambunctious. If you have any questions just ask me i’ll be in that chair right over there” She then pointed her cane at a comfy wingback chair sitting in the corner of a family room over on the side. “Oh and when you’ve decided on a little one just ask them to show you to my assistant Ms. Belmonte she’ll handle all the paperwork.”

And with that the little old granny meandered her way over to her chair, leaned her cane on a bookshelf and took a long seat back as the kids went right back to their business just a little less ‘Lord of flies’-ish.

And so it began. Just like that students started walking around talking to different kids to find their match and there was marinette not even sure where to even begin.

“Well Mari, me and pops over here will catch up with you guys later maybe we’ll do a play date or something.” Alya said dragging a defeated nino off to find their choice of child

And so she stood there, next to adrien just looking around, trying to look for some sign that a child might want to talk to them but they all just seemed too wrapped up in their own business. They attempted to catch the attention of one little boy as soon as he ripped the head off of one of the little girl’s dolls they backed away cautiously, figuring that he might need a little more structure than what they could offer.

At one point Adrien suggested they split up to try and find a child. However, that soon failed as they both couldn’t approach a kid without over thinking how the other might react to them so they just met back up again defeated.

After an hour passed of talking to kids and them just straight saying no they plopped down on the stairs to take a break and maybe start back up again later.

“I didn’t think it’d be THIS hard to pick.” Marinette groaned throwing her head back in frustration

“Yea, I mean these are all really nice kids but i’m just so nervous making that big choice that every decision feels rushed” Adrien replied.

Just then Alya and Nino walked up to them to share their new additions

And yes that was read correctly…ADDITIONS

Needless to say Nino looked like he could start sprouting grays any minute now

There latched on to Alya’s hip and atop Nino’s shoulders were a pair of boy and girl twins. Their skin just as earthy brown as theirs and Hazel eyes that held a hint of wild mischief that only they could share. They looked no older than maybe 5 but you could tell they were experienced trouble makers.

Adrien was struggling so hard to keep his laughter contained. The intense glare Nino was serving gave him very little motivation.

“So, this little one here is Sophie” Alya started as she readjusted the little girl gripping onto her shirt for better support. “And the one atop Papa MC over there is her twin brother Sammy”

“Aww they’re so cute” Marinette gushed coming up to get a closer look at them “What made you decide on twins?”

“We. Didn’t” Nino grumbled bitterly

“What the grouch is TRYING to say is that we hadn’t planned on adopting two but we just warmed up to them so instantly that there was no way we could say no.”

Nino sighed “While my every fiber and being wants to deny this reality, she is right. Choosing a child may be a hard step but once you click with a child, the decision is an easy one. Besides, I have to admit they are pretty cute.”

“God, I’m so jealous” Adrien groaned “Me and mari have been having the worse time choosing”

“Well what are you looking for?” Alya asked

Marinette and Adrien paused. They had never thought about it before. In all honesty they were trying so hard to be fair to all the kids that they never asked themselves what kind of child they really wanted for themselves.

“Well, I’ve always wanted a girl.” Marinette answered much to her own surprise.

Adrien thought about it some more “Yea same here. Maybe around 5 honestly.”

“Someone that’s playful but kind” she continued

“And energetic too” He added

“A little girl who’s always helpful maybe but knows her own limits” she stated confidently

“Eloise” The twins then said in unison

The soon-to-be parents stopped. “Who?” they asked

“You’re talking about Eloise” stated Sophie matter-of-factly “She’s a little shy but she’s super nice to all the kids”

Adrien jumped up “where is she?” he asked immediately

The twins pointed toward the den to a little blonde haired girl, her knees tucked up to her chest as she played with a stuffed Ladybug doll. She was all by herself but seemed alright otherwise.

Marinette saw her and immediately her heart melted. So she got up herself and walked over to where she sat. Adrien went to follow but she asked him to stay just so that she could break the ice first; He agreed and leaned on the entryway just to watch alongside Alya and Nino.

“Hi there” the bluebell said warmly “Is there anyone sitting next to you?”

The young girl shook her head, too nervous to look up as she scooted over to let Marinette sit next to her.

As she sat down, Mari really got a good look at Eloise’s features. Long and wild dirty blonde hair fell down her back and jade green eye’s like Adrien’s casted down at her little doll. She had a small a small button nose like Marinette’s and delicate tiny hands that toyed with the dolls hair gently.

“My name’s Marinette what’s yours?” She said after a minute of silence

“Eloise” she replied back

“I like your Ladybug doll may I ask where you got it?”

“Granny gave it to me when I first came here”

Marinette nodded thoughtfully “I can see you really like her. Can I tell you a secret?”

Eloise looked up at her curiously. She then leaned up so that she could hear the secret for herself.

“I actually know ladybug myself” She whispered into Eloise’s ear

Her eyes widened in shock

“Really, you do!?” she exclaimed incredulously

“Mmhmm and Chat noir too they’re both my friends”

Eloise was floored. To meet someone who knew her heros so well was an amazing feat for her. And technically it wasn’t like Marinette was lying to her either. She really did talk to Chat on an evening basis, and since she WAS Ladybug who else would know her better? Really she just wanted to see the girl smile and she figured letting her in on that one little part of her life seemed the perfect way to do that.

“How do you know them?” the elated child asked

…ok so Marinette hadn’t thought this one entirely through

“Uhh” she stammered as the little one stared up at her anxiously awaiting her response “We’re…all…in a club together” she finally was able to say.

“What kind?”

‘Shit!’ she thought panickedly

“Theeeee cooking club!” she squeaked out

Eloise was in shock “That’s so cool! So you must see them a lot huh?”

Mari breathed a sigh of relief “Totally, me and my partner Adrien over there both know them” she stated, gesturing for adrien to come over to greet her

He knelt down to greet his fellow green eyed blonde but she was far to thrilled for formalities.

“Is it true!? That you’re in a cooking club with Ladybug and Chat noir?” She whispered hurriedly.

Adrien looked back at Marinette confused but understood when he saw her mouth the words ‘Just roll with it’

“That’s right we see each other all the time” He said brightly flashing his signature smile “but I’d like to know why you like them so much?”

Eloise’s smiled faded a little and she started to become shy again

“Before I lived here I was all alone, there was no one really around. But then one day, on the TV, I saw Ladybug and Chat save paris all on their own and they weren’t even scared to do it. From then on I’ve always dreamed of meeting them one day so that i could thank them”

Adrien and Marinette were stunned silent. To know that a little girl thought of their super hero sides in such high regard shocked them. However, this is what they felt was right. This little girl should feel that type of hope every single day and they felt no one was better at giving her that than them. It was strange really, the emotion they were feeling but it was a feeling that they knew all too well in their line of work…

Resolve

So with that Adrien lifted Eloise high onto his shoulders and asked her with determination lacing his voice “Well then, would you like to come home with us so u can meet them sometime? I’m sure they’d love to meet you.”

The five year old looked down at Adrien amazed and then looked over to Marinette bearing the same loving smile.

Her eyes filled with tears of joy but she rubbed them away to show them the happy girl she was always meant to be.

“I’d love to! Mama, Papa!”

like. i had this good looking american airforce guy who won pokemon plushies from arcade machines for me and paid for us to go to dog cafes at the weekend and i was just like ‘eh yeah, he’s pretty nice i dont mind spending time with him’ wtf

now he’s off in seoul and i’m back in the uk and our paths are unlikely to ever cross over again……. u dont know what youve got until its gone

4

But you couldn’t wait
I couldn’t promise you anything
If it was all a mistake
Then I guess we’re both to blame

queer-disillusion  asked:

Sherlolly, "I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes."

For this meme. This is more of a drabble than a full-fledged fic.

Molly had never seen her husband look so frightened. Facing off against psychopaths, he was cool and calm. Faced with the prospect of looking after two identical toddlers for two hours, however, he was as terrified as any other father did when faced with the prospect of childcare.

“I’ll only be gone for about two hours,” she said, hitching her bag onto her shoulder. “But I’ll be back in time for supper, okay?”

Sherlock gave a small nod, his gaze fixed on the two little girls who were innocently sat in the centre of the living room, happily playing and giggling with one another. Molly gave a laugh and dropped a kiss on his cheek.

“You’ll be fine. And remember: I’m just a text away.”

Her husband broke out of his trance just quickly enough to pull her back and catch her in a rather breathtakingly affectionate kiss before she pulled away, laughing a little as she departed from the flat, closing the door behind her. Swallowing a little, Sherlock looked to his daughters. The way they stared back at him was in a manner that was inquisitive, eager and more than terrifying.

“Right,” Sherlock said softly to himself. “Two hours.”

That was practically nothing. He could cope with that, easily.

“Sienna, that’s not–”

“I’m not Sienna!”

“Eloise – ow, what are you doing – ow!”

“Not Eloise! I’m Sienna! And I’m climbing. You’re my ladder, Daddy.”

“Climbing – Eloise, careful!”

“I’m Sienna!”

“I was talking to Eloise—”

The first thing Molly did, on stepping through the door to 221b two hours later, was to laugh. For that moment, she didn’t care about the crayon drawings on the wall, nor did she care about the jam stains on the sofa.

On seeing Sherlock stood in the centre of the floor, one daughter climbing up and onto his back with little to no care for his facial features whilst the other merrily hummed as she skipped around the living room of 221b, the tell-tale stains of strawberry jam around her mouth and crayons in her hands. Sherlock raised an eyebrow at Molly briefly before he looked upwards at his other daughter, who happily continued to clamber up her father’s back and onto his shoulders, gripping at his curls with one hand as she reached up with the other to touch the ceiling.

Sherlock gave a sigh as he looked again to Molly.

“We never should have given the twins matching clothes, Molly.” He reached and with both hands, plucked a laughing Sienna from his shoulders. “Whose idea was it again?”

Molly leant against the doorknob, smiling.

“It was yours.”

“Of course it was.”

tinder john wished me happy birthday on my fbook wall although its not actually my birthday yet but its 2am in korea where he is now so suppose for him its technically correct

honestly any time i have any interaction with him i have ‘the one who got away’ playing on repeat in my head. definitely should have appreciated him more when we were in the same country

3

so i cant remember if i ever made a post about this guy but ANYWAY back when i lived in japan i swiped a lot on tinder out of boredom and at one point matched with this guy haider who had superliked me, i replied like twice to the standard ‘hey how are you’ messages before i got bored and kind of forgot he existed

haider was not pleased about this, so once he realised i stopped replying he ended up sending pick up lines for THREE WEEKS nearly every day. honestly it was an impressive commitment. i never unmatched him because it was kinda entertaining tbh but i never replied

anyway, he eventually gave up on the 18th of december, 2015, as you can see. i ended up forgetting about this whole incident entirely, life moved on, etc. etc.

UNTIL A COUPLE DAYS AGO, WHEN I GOT ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM HIM

OVER TWO YEARS AFTER THE SPAM OF MESSAGES THAT HE ORIGINALLY SENT, ASKING TO MEET UP IN LONDON THIS TIME

i always do this thing where i get bored being on my own after a couple days so i make plans with someone and then it gets to the actual day of me doing the thing and i would rather DIE than need to interact with another human ever

then once i actually do the social thing i have a good time but like. the lead up is just so bad. this happens every single time