She ran her fingers over the delicate stitching on the
fabric. The gold thread shone in such a brilliant way that her eyes began to
water. Off in the corner of her room she heard the sound of her kwami stirring.
“Marinette?” her soft voice called from her little bed.
Marinette didn’t say a word. She stared blankly down at the
fabric as she read the embroidered words over and over again.
Christmas doesn’t exist in the Dishonored universe? Well it does now. At least in some form. After all it’s the best occasion to exchange presents. And since most whalers probably do not even remember their birthdays, it will be a welcome cnage. So have some happy whalers who are preparing to have some festivities!
(Plus during the darkness of winter, it is likely that people would like some light and decorated things around them. No sun can be frustrating, so make the best out of it by celebrating)
“You’re not serious… Are you…?” Gray muttered, raising a dark eyebrow at the matching pajama set Juvia held up.
Juvia’s smile faltered, “you don’t like it…? Juvia made these herself…”
Gray could see the tears welling up in Juvia’s eyes and he began to panic. If he had learned anything while she was pregnant with Silvur, it was to not upset her. Now that she was pregnant with their second child, he definitely didn’t want to upset her…
“N-no!” He forced a smile on his face. “I love them…”
“Juvia is so happy!” She beamed, “Silvur, let’s get dressed!” She told their two-year-old son, easily picking him up.
In a matter of just minutes they were both in their pajamas. The pants were a red, black and white plaid pattern, while the dark grey shirts had large red bears on them. Juvia had ‘Mama’ written in white inside of her bear, and Silvur had ‘brother’ inside his.
“Gray-Sama, here is yours,” she handed him the last pajama set and he glanced down with a frown. 'Papa’ was written inside his bear…
He couldn’t believe Juvia had made something so cliche… But these were the kind of things she loved. At least he was wearing it in his own home, and no one had to see him in them…
He got dressed quickly, and Juvia was practically cooing by the time he was finished. “Look at you two!” She giggled as she looked at Gray before looking at Silvur, who looked like a mini Gray. “You’re both so cute! Juvia can’t wait until next year when I can make one for the new baby!” She placed a hand on her swollen stomach with a grin.
“Daddy,” Silvur tugged on his pants leg, and Gray picked him up with a slight smile.
“Looks like we’re going to have to get use to things like this,” he told his son, who simply smiled back at him.
“Bear,” Silvur pointed his shirt, his dark blue eyes lighted up. “Rawr!” He said with a giggle.
“Rawr!” Gray said back, his hand reaching out as he tickled Silvur’s tummy. The boy cackled with laughter as he flew his head back and his messy black hair flew everywhere.
Gray glanced up to see Juvia watching them, with tears pooling out of her eyes. “J-Juvs…” he walked over to her, using one arm to support Silvur and the other to wipe her tears. “What’s wrong…?”
“Nothing… I’m just so happy!” She cried more, leaning against him.
“There, there,” Gray patted her back.
“Mommy, okay?” Silvur lifted a piece of Juvia’s blue hair and peaked at her.
Juvia found herself letting out something between a laugh and cry. “Yes…” she sniffed again. “Mommy is okay.”
“Come on,” Gray rubbed her back for a few more seconds. “How about we go back some hot chocolate?”
“Chocolate!” Silvur yelled, kicking his legs excitedly.
Juvia giggled, leaning back and taking Gray’s hand. “Hot chocolate it is,” she nodded as they headed towards the kitchen.
I decided to go with my Spy!Au for this one. They have a family tradition where they get together and tell stories before Tate’s bed time. Sometimes Ford will even give a few tidbits about his missions.
After Ford is rescued from the cipher organization the whole family really wants to try and find some sense of normalcy again, so they get together and tell stories. Fiddleford takes the lead this time though, because Ford still really isn’t up to talking at great lengths of time, so he just sort of cuddles up to his husband while Fidds talks.
Also I’m probably going to start calling the Spy!Au , Spy Family, cause a lot of it does have to do with that.
Dan gave the orders to the staff before heading over to Cass “Okay, I got two chefs and a regular staff working so we should be well prepared for the small army coming here” he smiled and kissed the man “Along with any complicated or special orders they throw at us” He looked around “I think it was good we shut the place down for the night”