Ok I came up with the most horrible, angsty shit ever. What if Ardyn kidnapped the chocobros' /child?/ I've seen this scenario with the S/O being the on kidnapped but never their kid! (And of course they're all babies because let'S MAKE IT EVEN WORSE)
HAHAHAHA OMG THE ANGST POTENTIAL IN THIS REQUEST IS PEAKING! Hmm, let’s see how heart-wrenching I can make this for you, my dearest anon <3 I purposefully made Noctis and Prompto’s drabbles longer than Gladio and Ignis’ because I realised that I am really not doing justice to Noct and Prompto in my request fills- they always get such short fills! So this time I decided to make Gladio’s and Ignis’ fills short and sweet and mostly head-canon like xD Also, this is SOOO AU hahahaha- please, just bear with me- I had a vision for all these drabbles and so this is how they turned out LMAO!
Noctis: You had been strangely silent since you found your daughter’s cot empty a few nights ago. You’d been getting ready for bed when you’d decided to check in on your precious princess when you realised that the nursery window was open, with the blue curtains fluttering softly in the light breeze. You remembered screaming loudly, so damn loud that you almost couldn’t hear yourself, and you remembered Noctis nudging you aside gently to pick up the small, seemingly insignificant piece of paper that had been left on the floor of the nursery just before the cot.
Noctis frowned as he read the small piece of paper, recognising the loopy handwriting almost immediately: I have your daughter. I also have your Crystal. Pick the one you want, and you shall receive it.
Noctis seethed at the simple ransom letter and crumpled it up in his gloved hand. You looked at Noctis impassively and blinked slowly. You were still in shock. The chancellor had taken your baby. And now he was asking Noctis to decide between his daughter and his kingdom. Rationally, you knew that the kingdom was of more value superficially… but your daughter. Your daughter was priceless.
“What are we going to do?” you asked quietly, your gaze downcast. You heard Noctis sigh softly.
“We aren’t going to do anything. I, on the other hand, will go get our daughter back from that ass hole.” Noctis growled, his husky voice sounding absolutely livid. You stood from where you were seated in an old wooden chair, ignoring the concerned gazes of Ignis, Gladio and Prompto as you took your place beside Noctis and wrapped your arms around his torso.
“I want to help too. She’s my daughter as well.”
Noctis shook his head. “It’s dangerous.”
“I know. Let me help.”
Noctis had ended up relenting and you found yourself standing before Ardyn a few hours later, his charming face grinning down at you with your daughter secured in the crook of his arms. She was silent, not crying out for you, not wriggling, not giggling… she was just still and silent. You clenched your fists and took a step forward, only to be stopped by Gladio and Prompto. Noctis paced forward in your stead and glared daggers at Ardyn with his midnight blue eyes.
“Hand her over. Now.”
Ardyn smirked. “I’m not sure you’d want her back. You see, she’s already become my little pet project.” Ardyn stroked your daughter’s cheek with his thumb and you tried to lunge forward, your expression absolutely livid. Ardyn laughed at your attempts to attack him, thwarted by your allies. Prompto and Gladio exchanged worried looks over your struggling form between the two of them, while Ignis placed a hand over your trembling shoulder to calm you down.
“I’ll fucking kill you Ardyn. You touched my baby, you filthy man… I will destroy you.” You gritted out, ceasing your struggles when you realised that Gladio and Prompto were not going to let up their hold on you. You slumped forward and let your tears fall as Noctis let out a frustrated noise.
Ardyn laughed and turned on his heel, taking your baby further into Zegnautus Keep. “The Crystal still awaits you. Come now- all is not lost. Just… the girl.” Ardyn chuckled and disappeared behind reinforced steel doors.
You could only sob as reality hit you. Your baby was gone. And Noctis couldn’t do a thing about it. You let your eyes travel to Noctis’ form, and you witnessed his shoulders tremble as he held in his grief. He let out a shaky sigh and clenched his fists by his sides.
“I’ll fix this. I promise… I’m ready to fix ALL of this.”
Prompto: Prompto’s bottom lip trembled as he watched Ardyn tickle his son playfully. You teared up at the innocent look of delight on your son’s face at the gesture. You and Prompto were trapped in a cell in Zegnautus Keep, with only a monitor placed in front of the two of you to monitor the heart breaking interaction your infant son was having with the monster.
“He’s such a good boy. I’m glad I didn’t just leave him to the MTs. He would have been devoured alive by those beasts.” Ardyn cooed, stroking your baby’s cheeks. Prompto let out a soft sob, but kept his red-rimmed sky blue eyes on the screen. He was tied up, absolutely restrained, and unable to immediately help his precious baby boy, but he could still observe him. He owed his son that much.
You averted your gaze when you saw the sweet smile on your boy’s face. You couldn’t watch any more. It was too twisted. Too heart breaking. What had you done to deserve such a hellish punishment? Why did this have to happen to your perfect little happy family? Why wasn’t anyone doing anything about it?
“It’s because we’re common folk… isn’t it?” you murmured quietly to yourself. You didn’t notice the smirk that became apparent on Ardyn’s face as he continued to torturously act sweet before your son. Your baby sunshine giggled and cooed at Ardyn’s attentions as you lamented in your situation. Prompto’s head perked up at your words, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“That’s not it… Noct’s probably on this way-”
“No,” you interjected. “Noct is looking for the Crystal. For his kingdom. He’s the King. He’s got bigger things to think about that us. What are we to him?” You asked, your voice suddenly bitter. Prompto’s first tear escaped his eyes as he bit his lip hard and shook his head.
“No. You’re stressed out right now. That’s why you’re thinking like this. You just want to get back to junior and have him in your arms. I want that too- we can’t be blaming Noct- he’s our best friend-”
“He’s YOUR best friend. And what are me and our son to him? Just tag along people. Sure, you’re valuable to Noctis. But us… who the hell are we and what have we done for him?”
You stopped speaking when Ardyn’s loud chuckle split through the still-thickening tension in the cell you and Prompto were housed in. “Dearest… you are so easy to crack. This is no fun. Prompto’s proving a bit of a challenge, and that’s fun. But you, y/n… for a mother, you are terribly weak. That’s not good for your son here… who knows what kinds of people you’d let near him if you can’t be strong.”
You tugged on your bonds and roared out loudly at his words. “You are SICK! You are the DEVIL! You are Ifrit incarnate and I HATE you! Give our son back! Give me my world back- do what you want to me, but don’t you DARE hurt my baby!”
Ardyn smirked at your reaction and trailed a nail down your son’s neck, earning a slightly whimper from the now confused child, a look of distress clearly on his face. You now heard Prompto struggle against his bonds at the sight of your boy’s suffering displayed on the large screen before you.
“No! Not my son! Kill me if you want- don’t hurt my son please!”
“Promise me you’ll lead Noctis right to the Crystal, and I will spare your boy.” Ardyn drawled, retracting his finger from the infant’s neck and returning to tickling the boy’s chubby belly. A sense of relief washed over you as your blond son’s face immediately morphed from distressed to delighted in a matter of moments.
Innocence… such a beautiful gift.
“… deal.” Prompto agreed. You nodded along, feeling a slight sense of shame blossom in your chest at so easily selling out your friend, the prince.
But then you realised that Noctis was looking for the Crystal. Leading Noctis to the Crystal was supposed to be a good thing.
You couldn’t help but raise your eyebrows at the screen suddenly went black and Noctis himself snuck into your cell, sighing a breath of relief. “Thank the Six. Are you guys alright?” Your heart broke a little when Noctis made a beeline for you first, gazing down at you with so much concern in his midnight blue eyes. You tore your own gaze away from his face, unable to look at him after all the things you said about him and his loyalty to you, your son and Prompto earlier on.
Noctis clearly cared about you as much as he cared about Prompto.
“Were you worried about me?” you heard Prompto ask sheepishly.
“All three of you. I was worried sick about all three of you. Is that even a question? Did you even have to ask? Prom…y/n… of course I was worried. You guys are like my family. You ARE my family.”
You lost it at that statement. You bawled, guilt eating at your insides. You wanted to warn Noctis of Ardyn’s specific instructions to lead him to the Crystal. It was definitely fishy- but you also wanted your son back unharmed.
You didn’t tell Noctis a word.
Nor did Prompto.
You both could only hope that nothing bad would happen to Noctis. After all, how much could a magical rock really do to a person?
Surely… it wasn’t capable of anything too far-fetched…
Gladio: When Gladio finds out that his baby is missing, he absolutely loses it. He’s the type to flip tables, punch walls and roar at anyone who tells him to calm down and just THINK about the whole situation. Usually, it’s Ignis who is the one to calm the big guy down and talk some sense to him, but in this situation, when his one and only baby girl is involved, Gladio is almost inconsolable. Gladio is decked out in his battle gear and ready to have a good swing at Ardyn for kidnapping both yours and his baby, but you manage to stop him from marching into battle essentially unprepared.
“What if he has back up? You can’t just go in alone!” At first, Gladio lashes out at you and accuses you of not caring about your baby girl, but when he sees your eyes well up in tears from the accusation, he simmers down a little. He takes you in his arms and he chokes down sobs of his own as he tries to calm you down as well.
“I’m sorry. I’m not thinking straight. I’m worried and mad that I couldn’t stop this from happening-”
“Gladdy… it’s okay. We can get her back. For sure… there has to be a way to get her back!” you try to make things better for Gladio. His amber eyes do perk up slightly, but only by a little bit.
When you watch him leave for Zegnautus Keep to aid Noctis in reclaiming the Crystal, as well as recovering your daughter, you are sorry that you can’t join the group. You desperately want to go. But then you rub your hand over you swollen belly and sigh worriedly.
You were pregnant with your second child. It wouldn’t be safe for you to leave the safety of your Lestallum apartment. Not in your condition. And so you prayed to the Six, hoping that all would go well for Gladio and the boys.
You were hoping that your new baby would be able to meet their big sister.
Sighing, you closed your eyes and let a sole tear slip out you eye.
“I just want to be a normal family… that’s all I want.”
Ignis: You and Ignis are sitting at the dining table in the Cape Caem cottage, simply staring at the wooden surface with impassive looks on your faces. It’s been a few days since your infant son had been kidnapped and you weren’t quite sure where to start looking. Gladio and Prompto were already out following up on some leads they had come across in Lestallum two nights ago when the official search for the nine month old had begun.
“It was Ardyn. That’s all we know.” You sighed and slid the only piece of evidence you had of the kidnapping towards your long-time boyfriend, Ignis Scientia. Ignis immediately leaned forward and extended his arm to grab the paper with his fingers. Sliding it towards himself, he frowned and his eyebrows pinched together in concentration as he read the note once more.
“I’ll hold on to this precious gift until you send me mine.” Ignis read out loud once more, his clipped and accented voice absolutely filled with disbelief. “I can’t say I know what he’s referring to…” Ignis trailed off. You sighed and nodded, crossing your arms over your torso and staring down at the table once more.
You were trying your best to stay level headed, much like Ignis. It was getting harder to do so with every passing moment. Every moment lost was a moment wasted for you son at the hands of the potentially manipulative and unethical man. Ardyn Izunia was certainly a very unsavoury character.
“Hey… any more leads yet?” your head whipped towards where the prince’s voice was sounding from behind one of the bedroom doors upstairs. Ignis hummed a negative in response to his prince’s questioning. At that, Noctis pulled the door open and shut it behind him, skipping down the steps with urgency before taking a seat beside you and leaning in for a short and sweet hug.
Until he’d hugged you, you hadn’t realised that you needed it.
“No Noct. Just that it’s Ardyn and that he has our baby.”
Noctis nodded at Ignis’s words. “That… I’m so sorry, Iggy… y/n.”
“It’s not your fault…” you trailed off, your voice weak. Noctis was about to say something to retort, when Ignis’ phone went off. Ignis immediately dived for his phone and answered the call, slapping his smart phone to his ear in his haste.
“Yes?” Ignis answered, his brows knitted. He nodded and made a face before nodding again and humming an affirmative. He hung up soon after and made direction eye-contact with you with his deep sea-foam coloured eyes. “He wants Noct in exchange for the baby…” Ignis sounded conflicted. You were almost in disbelief until you realised that Ignis had been raised beside Noctis to look after him. You and the baby were the complications to his already pre-planned and set out life.
You were the complication.
You were the problem.
You shuddered, grabbing the attentions of both the prince and the advisor. “Yeah?” Noctis said, addressing your reactions. You shook your head at the prince and placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Nothing… just. I’m sorry for all this trouble.” You apologised quickly, bowing slightly to show your respect to Noctis. Noctis waved you off and shrugged sheepishly.
“It’s no problem- you, the guys, and the baby are all I ever knew as a real family. Of course I need to get you and your son back together.” Noctis smiled kindly. You smiled back in turn before turning a sombre expression towards Ignis.
You almost felt worry for Ardyn when you spied Ignis sharpening his good set of poison daggers.
Ardyn was not in for a good time.