#Cassie made those bead bracelets

[cringefailgirlfriendjohnnycage]

And introducing Sgt. Snickerdoodle

[donsgraveyard]

hi :3 you don't have to answer this but i desperately want to see your headcanons i love headcanons such a good meal

uh uh ok I hope the selection I have is ok for you thank you for asking I’m like crying also this is a lot I realized so I’m sorry

Nightwolf is like really good at playing drums and electric guitar cause his family is a metal head family so he grew up with his kin always jamming out to metal and rock of all kinds. He gets a little defeated sometimes cause he doesn’t have like any personal time to keep playing…

Also Nightwolf makes his own jewelry like his bracelets and necklace, he made himself. He makes his own bead work earrings too but only wears them to events ….which he like never goes to…

Fujin and Raiden have a library in the Sky Temple that’s full of books they’ve collected and gifted each other over the years and Fujin keeps accidentally getting the same book over and over every few hundred years

Fujin likes to paint sometimes like it’s not smth he loves, loves, but it passes the time and he likes to see how he improves over the years. Fujin likes to lounge around so sitting and painting what he sees really relaxes him. He likes water color and likes to sketch portraits of Nightwolf’s face but Nightwolf doesn’t know that….

also Fujin loves to make bread….. he lived in a village for like five years when he was living among mortals, and the elder women of the village taught him to make bread and pastries so he makes some treats for him and Raiden sometimes

I also like to think Fujin and Raiden have this portrait of themselves hanging in the Sky Temple… many years ago a painter approached them and requested he be able to paint the brothers and they agreed. The brothers look at it some times and think about how much brighter and ‘younger’ they looked those years ago before their responsibilities became more stressful and commanding

Kabal has two moms……… I have no like reason for this one I just think he has two mamas and he loves them very much. He kinda drifted from them, though when Kabal was a teen cause he started getting involved with crime and stuff and when he joined the police force with Stryker, Kabal is still healing his relationship with his moms….

specifically mk1 Bi-Han has a little stuffed cat he keeps clean and healthy, because it was the one thing he had as a kid that like allowed him to be a kid? Yk what I mean? It’s so small he can fit it in one of his palms …

It took a long, long time but Takeda learned how to braid Jacqui’s hair properly and he gets really good at it!! He does her hair and kisses her shoulders and stuff while he does, and then Jacqui turns around and gives Takeda one of those silly on-top-of-the-head ponytails that sticks up and she giggles about it

Cassie and Kung Jin are K-Pop fans and Cassie blows Johnnys money on concert tickets all the time and they come home and crash in Cassie’s apartment to sleep in until 4:00 in the evening cause they are so exhausted

um I can’t think of any others rn……. I hope these are ok and what u were looking for

[lirulii]

Onwards AU- Tribe hcs

I’ve started a trend of picking up THM headcanons because they’re nON EXISTENT lmao

or at least from what I hear

This round is for the Onwards AU (post-THM au), with the Tribe of Three being roughly 18-21 here 

((I’ll also include William and Kaznim because they’re dear to my heart))

-Ferdie eventually starts going through a small internship on a fashion shop, carrying cloth and measuring people

-Then she starts rising through the ranks, gaining fame for her embroidery on cloth

-And then she likes it

-OH GOD SHE LIKES IT

-She ends up getting an apprenticeship and is soon to buy the business from the current owner, who wants to retire to an Iberian beach already

-She’s a ruthless businesswoman and always ends up with the most ridiculous business deals which work out in her favor,,,somehow

-Ferdie is also the one who makes Tod’s graduation dress, her current work tunic also (Sep also asks to get his tunic made)

-William, when he’s off-time, is still very close and very dear to Ferd and he helps out in the shop 

-They still play the string game in StarChaser with all the juiciest gossip

-It’ s not like Ferdie WANTS all the gossip and has an amount of secrets rivaling Sally Mullin’s,,, it’ s a fashion shop. It just happens 

-Oskar is still working with Ephaniah as a mechanic, with some medical exp too since Ephaniah has been decreasing of health lately- not enough to be fatal, he’s just getting older

-He subs in as a scribe and is always sneaking Tod in and out of the Ancient Ways or getting to talk to her a little more

-Hairdresser: Ms. Todhunter Moon, what would you like me to help you with?

Tod, deadass serious: an elflock

the SH fandom: nO!!!

Tod: TWO elflocks

-She has them as braids that go around the back of her head- with a blue bead at the start of each braid

-William takes after his pseudo-cousin AND his uncle Nicko and does sailor beads in his hair. Reactions are, being optimistic, mixed

-Ferd leaves her hair long, Oskar ties his up in a ponytail (and maybe a small elflock every once in a while because Tod makes him), and Tod grows her hair out, starting when she was roughly 16

-It’s the first time she grows her hair after her mom’s death

-Kaznim works as the Red City assistant, guiding Septimus around, and is also taking up her mother’s trade

-At some point, most likely directly after StarChaser, Kaznim and Tod realize they’re related! They have some talk after that

-In fact, Kaznim takes her to the Draa campsite when Tod begins traveling for Castle alliances, and it becomes her temporary home for around 3 months.

-Kaznim is still kind of distant to Dandra, eventually gets over it

-Kaznim: TOD!! BAREV!

Tod: Ba-what-now

-Kaznim has to teach Tod Armenian (since it’s implied the Draas come from an area near Armenia or in Armenia proper). Kaznim suffers.

-William has a keen interest, apart from Magyk, in Alchemie. Marcellus is really fond of him and is more than willing to teach him some

-Simon also teaches him some!

-I haven’t tackled it but yes I headcanon William to get an apprenticeship in the wizard tower! Takes after uncle Sep a lot

-Tod leaves a month after her graduation to start the founding of Castle alliances around the world and comes back roughly a year later, in her late nineteens- early 20s

-The sudden separation left a lot of unsolved conflict and tension between Oskar and Tod- and her sudden return makes things between them even more cold and awkward. Ferd spends an uncomfortable 8 months playing messenger and trying to get them to settle down and get things straightened out

-William outcooks his mom, his dad, and his uncle Sep and those are just facts

-Ferdie suddenly starts getting pearl jewelry in her mail starting in her 20s and no one knows where it came from- she never finds out who it’s actually from

-Barney Pot, being some 14 years old when THM starts, also hangs out with Tribe occasionally, with some slight flirting on the side ((s’all for fun though))

-Flirting to whom? All three of course

-Oskar does get that Orm automata done for his graduation project!! It works  and the angriest he’s ever gotten at the Ormlet is when it tried to eat his creation of some 6-months

-He’s also fluent in Sign Language, English and Greek- Ephaniah’s ancestor language. You could argue he’s considerably worse at Greek though.

-Lucy often gives Ferdie ribbons in exchange for embroidery lessons. 

-The transition from being teacher-apprentice to coworkers is weird for Tod and Sep, as well as for Osk and Ephaniah

-Ferdie: Tod,,,what are feelings,,,im,,,,girls,,,what is love,,,

Tod, local demisexual:,,,,,baby don’t hurt me?? no more???

-I do hc Ferdie as panro! She’s very confused throughout her teens rip 

-Ferdie also takes after Lucy and puts ribbons in her hair, and ribbons  and flowers in her spring hats. It becomes a running trend, much favored by the Good Queen herself

-The Tribe and Will go ice skating in the winter- all three are complete messes and William has to teach these grown ass adults to balance themselves

-Ferd and Oskar stay in the Heap-Gringe household when they’re in the Castle, and are raised in Alchemie and some basic Magyk. Tod’s happily impressed

-Oskar’s walked out with his magnifying glasses and caused local panic because bUG MAN 

-They still take naps together because tHEYRE DORKS (tired dorks), sleepovers are less rare but involve a lot of salt on coworkers. The Tribe also ocassionally goes on ice cream parlor outings in the summer

-After her growing paranoia in the Red City, Tod has a sword made in the Draa camp, naming it Hamasteghut’yun ((Amernian for constellation)). She has an UnSeen on it and practices in private.

-After declining her mother’s offer of her own blade, Kaznim also gets a throwing knife crafted, called Halatsum (persecution)

-Kaznim has an,,interesting adolescence w her family (( that’s another post tho))

-Ferdie is the only one to not have a graduation party ((Tod has her own and Oskar has the Manuscriptorium annual)) so the Heaps throw her this huge ass party when she’s 21 to compensate.

-Tod wears heeled boots to be more intimidating and it KIND OF works,,, Ferdie, on the other hand, can stare down any man at her small height and send them running

-Official heights:

Osk: 5′11″

Will: 6′0″

Kaznim: 5′7″

Tod: 5′2″

Ferdie: 4′11″

-Tod has unexpected encounters with a certain Syrah Syara, who’s personality she’s drawn to. Sep has a very hard time talking to her about Syrah.

-Tod’s dyed honey-blond strands come from her visit to what would then be called France, given to her by the people before an international ball. She sticks with it for much of her life.

-Oskar’s fascination with the Dragon Boat guides him to hang out with Jenna more- who always wanted a younger brother. A nice friendship forms, although he’s still terrified of her, as one rightly should.

-Oskar picks up ukulele and guitar, Ferdie picks up viola and flute. Tod’s good with hand drums and singing, Kaznim with cymbals and Armenian percussion, and Will likes violin and xylophones

-The Sarn twins rent out an apartment when they’re grown in the Castle

-the neon glow-in-the-dark sunglasses was Oskar’s idea. They also have two sets of roller blades and the raddest scooters

-Will owns his own roller blades

-William grows to be the affection of everyone with his uncle’s charisma, his father’s kindness, and his badassery at lacrosse

-Famous/Iconic jewelry:

-Osk: leather bracelet from the draa camp, silver ring with a melting pair of wings (his first attempt at crafting jewelry), multi-purpose bracelet (think an army knife but,,not), cord necklace with painted glass beads and his golden universal Manuscriptorium key. Onyx earring mayb?

-Ferdie: Amethyst-and-silk bracelet ((shared with Tod)), all that pearl jewelry from before changed out into rotations, platinum ring Simon, William, and Lucy gave her, Leather twin chokers with a variety of charms, from a small crochet man to an elegant ruby set

-Tod: her iconic snake ring, ‘Find a way’ ring that she shares with Sep, Amethyst bracelet, leather bracelet from the draa camp, Gold-and-labradorite earrings, star necklace with draa beads as well

-The tribe sneaked out together in their late teens to walk around and admire the night lights. Cats always seem to be accompanying them- it’s a mystery

-All three have middle names: Ferdie’s is Lilliann, Oskar’s Liam, and Tod’s is Diana ((although her Draa family insisted Cassi always wanted a daughter named Seraldi)) They use each other’s middle name when they’re mad pissed

-Tod and Kaznim have two last names- the first from their mother, the second from their father.

-William is by far the most enthusiastic apprentice ever- he’s the happiest cleaning out the pyramid library.

-Out of the entire tribe, Ferdie is the most apt at self-defense, armed and unarmed.

-She’s also real buff she’s bench-pressed Oskar once or twice- and the guy built muscle from carrying heavy items

-In their actual vacation, back in the pathfinder village, they always set Vega out to the Path, tie the boat to one of the white markers and quietly talk until late midnight- pointing out constellations, conversing of the past , and falling asleep until the next day, bright at dawn. Dan and Rosie receive a lot of fish from sleepy, early-morning fishing from all three adults involved.

Expect more I have over three pages and I’m so ready

[burndownthehousetonight]

(Let’s finally get some baby shenanigens going up in here with @last-of-my-bloodline! (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑)

Taking care of a newborn baby and all the messes that came with one was not fun. It was especially not fun for someone like Scourge.

Even if he didn't like the loud crying, there was one loud event he was completely excited for - New Years Eve. Despite how much he didn't enjoy it, those months flew by as the three juggled raising the same child together. And while the holiday season was a nice way to calm down and wrap up the year, the massive part of New Years was certainly a welcomed change of pace.

"When's the last time we got to go out and celebrate, huh?" Scourge said loudly.  He had one arm around Manic, who had Cassio strapped into a baby carrier around his chest. The three of them were currently with light outside of the city's main street, some small stands for New Years festivities and novelties had been set up. After local reconstruction was more or less completed, the townspeople seemed excited to go back to celebrating regular holidays.

“It has been some time since we last celebrated something, some of us maybe a little longer than others,” he said sheepishly as he had been glad to be able to leave the castle once again n’ take Cassio as well. “Though I wonder how we can celebrate this, as its Cassio’s first New Years?”

Shadow gave a chuckle as he knew there would be a lot of firsts for the child now that he was here. ”Maybe we should start simple?” He asked unsure of opinions, though he was sure fireworks would probably startle the baby.

Cassio didn't seem too concerned about some of the noises. Manic was occasionally bouncing the baby up and down in his arm or feeding him him his bottle. Being a parent seemed totally natural to him.

"Well, he ain't staying awake all night," Manic said as his son drank from the bottle. "Let's just mess around and see what nonsense is going on. Let's pick up some dumb novelties, show off the prince to everyone, let's have some fun!" But among the stands, there was one specific game he wasn't seeing. "I guess that game where you hit cakes with bats was just a local thing..."

"Doesn't mean we can't hit anything," Scourge grinned back. "You think he's strong enough to hold a bat yet?"

"Um, don't introduce him to mindless hedonism yet!" Manic said, play scolding Scourge. "Cassi, tell him off!" He turned so the baby was facing Scourge, babbling something or another.

Light chuckled softly as the oddball moment. “I’m sure it will find its way here in time, but we do have a pinata challenge here. The Riftwind have an odd thing where you choose one from the many n’ you never know what is inside. I recall my friends talking about a crystal necklace being found once, so it can be cheap or extremely expensive. Just an idea if you're in a smashing mood.”

The smashing mood line got both Scourge and Manic's attention. "Let's smash it up."

The stands were more handcrafted than the metal tents in Manic's old homecity, but these ones were clearly well crafted. The many pinatas were in a variety of basic shapes and colors, almost all with some kind of a picture on them. A sun, a windmill, a frog, a violin... none of the platantly unliscenced merchandise Manic was used to seeing, but charming in a more genuine way.

The spider running the both twirled a bat around in his arms in a showy way. "And what kind of pinata is the prince looking for?" He said, asking the baby directly.

It was easy to tell Cassio’s interest as his small hands reached out for a deep blue one with musical notes giving his excited sounds. Light chuckled. “Guess Cassi wants this one, right?” He spoke looking to Manic.

"Alright, baby, wanna destroy the blue orb of mystery?" Manic asked his son, bouncing him slightly in his carrier and eliciting a laugh from him. He faced the spider and nodded. With one arm, he positioned the blue pinata onto a small hook, and used another to offer the bat over. Manic stepped aside, letting Scourge take the wheel.

"Watch closely, buddy," Scourge said to the prince. He gave the bat a hard swing, immediately shattering the round pinata into a mess of blue tissue paper and cheap cardboard.

Light did find it cute when Cassio looked surprised momentarily from Scourge's actions, but it only lasted a moment before he was all squealing n’ chirpy all over again trying to grab at the paper bits fluttering down. “Heh, I’m sure he’s gonna come to remember this somehow,” he chuckled lightly.

His tiny hands managed to grab a few pieces of the dark blue paper, with him seemingly confused at what to do with them now that he had them.

The jewelry story was right. But instead of a fine crystal necklace, it was more a small bracelet with chunky round beads bad of some light purple stone on a cheap but strong string. It wasn't a bad novelty, but it definitely wasn't fine jewelry.

"How 'bout I keep this with me for now," Manic said, slipping the prize on his wrist, "until you don't want put it in your face." Manic held his arm near Cassio, who seemed interested in touching the light purple stones. "Come on, let's go find something else that's not gonna make Cassy cry or something!"

The problem wasn't a lack of activities the prince might have enjoyed. The problem was the phone call Light was about to receive.

“I’m sure that he’ll be alright with that.” He chuckled lightly as he looked to the tiny child he was enjoying the night before he jumped slightly when his phone went off. “Oh, what now?” Light said, picking it up to check. ‘n here I was hoping for a day to enjoy the holiday’ he thought.

It was a general internal number. If it was a specific adviser, it would have been a personal question. When the number was this impersonal, it was something serious.

"Your majesty?" They would hear from a familiar female voice. "This is Altitude. We've just received the analysis of the late doctor's weapon, we need you to return to the castle immediately for briefing."

Taking a sigh he looked to the two. “I get the feeling I can’t pass this off to my brother, can I?” He said before grumbling a bit in his native tongue. “Alright… I’ll be there.”

He then hung up the device. “Of all the timing for something I can’t make wait till later to come up…sorry Cassi, I gotta go do something. I just pray it don’t take too long, think you can look out for ‘em?” he asked his other n’ Scourge both. "Seriously?" Manic looked equal parts surprised and disgusted at this fact. "Man, didn't you take the evening off or summat, what's- Eh, they must be being snobs about something. Yeah, we can watch Cassi, sorry about that. Wave bye, little dude." Manic waved one of Cassio's arms for him. Scourge looked back at the king. "This that Fawlist dude again? Only he'd be that kind of ass..." “Altitude called, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was Fawlist that forced the call knowing fully well that I wanted the holiday off from working,” he sighed as he turned to return to the castle, knowing his brother was waiting for him. “Make a note for me, Scourge. I need to teach that damned wolf to understand, I maybe younger than him, but I ain’t no damned dog to be called when he finds it convenient.” "I can tell him for you tonight." Scourge stretched his arms in front of him and cracked his knuckles. "You can also look after Cassio with me and not punch anyone's face in," Manic suggested, his tone making it clear it was not a choice. "We'll remind you, dude, don't worry." The walk back to the castle wasn't long, and Light was exercising better without the added baby weight. But it was a lonely walk, with most of the townspeople in the various celebration areas. There was only one person waiting in front of the castle. Shadow, who seemed to have been ushered out to wait for the king. Shadow was just as unpleased as Light was, but said nothing as he didn’t need to rile up the young king anymore than he was already. “Come on brother, they are inside waiting.”

With a sigh he nodded n’ walked inside the castle once more. “You know how this timing of yours is at the moment?” He said, not particularly angry at Altitude, but rather the others. "Yes, I understand, your majest- Light." Altitude was having trouble dropping the title. They were walking through the castle, into a meeting room far inside of the castle. "But it's an urgent matter. We've analyzed the weapon data and... ..." The actual weapon was on the table, disassembled and with clear tags for reassembly. Castle scientists had made quick work of analyzing the device, and a few stood in the room explaining complicated equations with bizarre symbols. Altitude seemed just as sorry as Shadow that Light was being called in. Whatever was going on, they were going to be there for just a little while. "Do you want a drink before going in there?" Altitude asked in apology and complete sincerity. “it would be nice, at least to take the stress off.” He sighed once more, trying to cool off for the moment.

Shadow nodded as well. “Who made the call to bring Light in? I know you wouldn’t do so unless it is of the most importance, n’ it couldn’t wait till morning?” "Fawlist," Altitude said bluntly as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small flask, offering it over to the royals. "And- You aren't wrong. We'll be holding off on some technical details until tomorrow morning, but it is very important news." While the two took quick drinks of weak alcohol, she looked into the room, at the many scattered parts of the gun left laying around. What was she supposed to say, this was supposed to be their day out! "Is Ignis enjoying his day out?" She finally asked, her casual voice no different from her professional. “Alright, n’ yes he seems really hyper when I left, though I’m sure he’ll be asleep by midnight.” Light said with a light smile. Once he was ready, he walked inside the room. “What is the report that we need to be aware of?” "Light." The tapir greeted him, standing from his seat and walking towards him. "I'm very, very sorry to call you here again." He was accompanied by a mouse who had just been explaining some of the equations on the boards to some of the others. "The technology behind these weapons is build in a strange coding language," the mouse began, "and some of these components are so small, we had to analyze them under a microscope. It may be delicately built, but this weapon is worse than we've imagined. It doesn't just expel energy like some weapons, it magnifies the energy output from what a chaos gem can normally use." "He should know about Spotless." The familiar voice spoke up from nowhere, and Fawlist stood up from his seat behind the four. "The doctor was worse than ANYONE could have imagined." “Amplifying the gemstones power? This can not bode well for anyone standing against the Foxes that still stand against Light,” Shadow said, concerned as he looked to the device that was now in pieces.

Light looked to them. “Please continue, what all is there to be worried about at this moment?” He asked, staring at this machine. “They could go after Blackwave mines to search for raw chaos crystals to use wither these weapons, if there are truly others made.” "We can't tell if others are made," Fawlist began. He started to stand. even if he wasn't Light's favorite advisor, he was imposing enough that just a glance was enough to get everyone to hush. "The tentail who worked for Fiona knew more than we hoped." He began. "The kid spilled it all. Finitevus had a single Tentail that made the devices the doctor demanded. Spotless drone on about all the propaganda Finny gave 'em... he didn't even realize how wrong it all was." Fawlist huffed and threw his hands into his pockets. "The super weapon's a scaled-up cannon built around this tech right here, supposed to take about 7C of power to work. With this technology, that blast radius'd destroy about a kilometer of land minimum." Fawlist straightened his back. Sure, he'd always act tough and imposing, but he always had his little quirks that belied whenever he tried to cover up some sympathy... even sadness. "Spotless's body was covered in whip scars," he delivered gravely. "The tentails Finitevus is leading with are trying to avenge the fox king... the rest look like they're being forced into working. Spotless is terrified of them." Light sighed a bit as he rubbed his head. “Where is Spotless now?” he asked as he frowned a bit. “None of the tentails that suffered from the war wanted to go back into something revolving from it, n’ I don’t hate them for staying out of the mess…how many tentails are still intent on finishing what their king failed?” "According to Spotless, only three or four at most." The tapir chimed in with. "The boy is being kept in the prison infirmary. He's speaking to a therapist... whatever he was put through traumatized him greatly. You're going to have to make a final call on what we should do with Spotless. Poor kid's been handed a hard life, it almost makes you want to cry when you hear it all." There was one person crying at the moment, though. Cassio. As much as Scourge and Manic tried, the prince wasn't taking his bottle or pacifier, and some of the people in the streets were getting annoyed at the crying. "Alright, buddy friend pal, we'll make you happy, don't worry." Manic told him. The two darted off to the entrance of the main street and stood against a wall. "Think it's time we take him home," Scourge growled, ears lowered at the sound. "Maybe he misses seein' Light..." “I’ll need the first results of tests before I can make decisions on Spotless, but to know it's a few does ease my worries that it was most of them,“ he said, wondering which ones it was still after his fall. “Is it possible at the moment to speak with him or is he in no shape for that?” "He's in no shape to talk to anyone other than his therapist, and you're in no position to be with anyone other than your son!" Altitude almost pushed the king out the door. "The fox needs therapy and sleep, and you need to enjoy your son's first new years! You can talk with him in the morning." "He's a king, Attitude." Fawlist said from his seat. "He's in charge, he can talk to him if he wants. He shouldn't value sentiment over the safety of his country. Those are your words, Lucid." "I know they are," the tapir said. "But he is in control. Neither of you should be making final calls for the king. He should decide what's best." He didn't need to decide. From across the castle, just barely echoing far enough to be heard by his sensitive ears was Cassio's crying as his other father tried to calm him down by singing, to no avail. Fawlist leaned back. "Sounds like the kid's making the last call..." Looking off to where the crying was coming from, he gave a sheepish chuckle. “Well that didn’t go well…if you have some recorded medical records on Spotless, I’d at least like to see that to get a gist of what's gone on.” He said before looking to his brother. “I better go see whats going on with Cassi.” "The records aren't on hand, but we'll get them immediately," Altitude added. The crying seemed to cease, only to pick up again shortly after and get a collective mental groan from everyone in the room. With how piercingly loud Cassio's voice was, it was easy to find him through the castle halls. The cry commanded Light up the back stairs and towards the nursery. Scourge was leaning on the side wall and looking entirely annoyed at the crying sound. Manic was in the chair, shaking a rattle for his son. The flute on the wall, the plushes by his crib, most of his favorite things had been moved in their attempts to cheer up the prince. "Come on, little man." Manic said to Cassio before noticing Light. "I've changed your diaper like three times, can you calm down...? Oh my god, I'm so happy you're here." Manic said, looking just a little weary. "I think Cassi missed you." Giving a nervous chuckle, Light crouched down next to them. “I guess he’s not used to being separated from part of the family yet,“ he said lightly placing his hand gently on Cassio’s head catching his attention. “Something we may need to start working on bits at a time.” Cassio kept whimpering and crying at the touch, but he definitely started crying less at the sight of the king. Manic rocked the child back and forth, humming the same quiet melody to him again and again. "It's alright, buddy, he's here... Look, it's dad!" Manic held Cassio in both arms, offering him over to Light. He did seem to start calming down when he was with the king. Manic and Scourge exhaled heavily. They were used to him crying, just not crying that loud for that long. "Oh, dude, you should've seen it..." Manic tried to put on a happy tone. "He just looked down, and he had one of those new years pastry bun things in his hands... and we've got no clue where he got it!" He smiled and chuckled weakly. Cassio's cries were just about done and he was clutching to the king's fur. “So he’s got some sneaky fingers don’t he?” He said gently running his fingers over the tiny pups back, being mindful of his undersized wings. “He must have gotten scared when he realized I wasn’t there or something?”

When Cassi settled down, Light gave a soft chuckle at the squeaky yawn he made. ‘Cute’ he thought as he looked to Manic. “Sorry bout the mess…” "It's cool, Cassi's just playing primadonna." He motioned to Scourge, who reached down to the pile of toys by the crib and tossed Manic a small starfish-shaped plush. The child reached over and grabbed one of his arms with his small hands. "Let's get him some warm milk or something and see how he's feeling." The warmer was still warming, and Cassio let out another yawn. "Man, it's pretty late... Cassi should go to bed, but I don't want you to miss the holiday, but you'd both hate the fireworks... ..." “Cassio isn’t quite ready to see that yet anyways, n’ my brother suggested I try earplugs to deafen the sound some if not completely. I know they are an interesting sight to see…it's just the sound they give off scares me.” He said to Manic, looking to Cassi n’ checking on the milk for him. A light on the bottle warmer turned green, and the newly-warmed bottle was given to the child. Cassio started drinking from his bottle when Manic spoke up. "I think I've had enough loudness for like... ten years." Manic admitted. He didn't want to act old and complain about loud noise, but a crying baby was it's own kind of evil. "He can project his voice..." "I say bring it in." Scourge finally spoke up. "He's normally sleeping by now, anyways." "But-! But it's Light's first real holiday with him!" Manic said, motioning for the king. "He didn't get to be with him on Halloween! Or Thanksgiving! He's gotta stay up with him, right?" “Even if it's not the full time, I’ve still spent the new year with him, n’ there will be plenty more new holidays that Cassio will experience,“ Light replied calmly as he glanced up to Manic. “Things are still new to him n’ his sleep is needed…as is ours.” He leaned over n’ put a finger on Manic’s nose with an amused smile on his muzzle. Manic just stayed quiet and nodded, not knowing quite what he could say to that. He was technically write, and a much better person than Manic was with coming to terms with these things. Scourge snickered. "How the hell're you a Scourge?" He asked as he walked up to the king and gave him a condescending ruffle of his quills. "You're too damn understanding." Manic reached over and pushed Light's hand away. When he would look down, Cassio's eyes were already half lidded, and soon closed as he tried to sleep. Manic looked up and grinned at Light. "Alright... but you've gotta promise you're gonna see your son on... what's the next holiday, Valentines or summat? You're spending the next holiday with Cassio, okay?" He chuckled lightly as he looked up to Scourge. “I’m just a misfit among them is all,” he grinned up to Scourge before looking back to Manic. “It’s gonna be a weird holiday for him as he’s not old enough to understand the concept just yet, but I promise to spend a full holiday with him even if I have to tie n’ ballgag Fawlist to do that,” he impishly giggled before gently setting Cassio back into his bed n’ covering him up with his blanket n’ his teddy mouse. Manic turned on the baby monitor while he walked Light out of the room. Scourge stayed behind to pat Cassio's quills one more time before leaving and letting him sleep. There was usually a tense moment while Manic decided which of his lovers to spend the night with. This time wasn't any different, with Scourge leaving to the couple's room a few doors down. Manic flopped down on the bed while Light started preparing to sleep. "You need some people who like... aren't going to make you spend time away from Cassi," Manic told him. "You keep getting pilled away, dude. I know a lots going on right now, but... I want you to be there when he's learning stuff and seeing stuff, not just when he's crying." He shrugged and looked at the king. "Aren't you a king, dude? Can't you tell them you wanna stay with your kid for a moment?" “I am…but Fawlist thinks I’m just not quite ready for the task n’ keeps tabs on me a lot…I need to stand up to him more, yet I get nervous if I’d step way out of bounds for even my own ranking” He sighed slightly looking to the roof. “This is a pain if you ask me. Would it be considered jumping out of line by telling him that I wish for a day of peace with my own family?” "No!" Manic almost seemed disgusted he would ask that. "Dude, you aren't a slave to your country or whatever! Everyone takes days off, you've gotta take days off, too!" Light's walk over to the dresser looked week... almost pained. Manic stood up again and walked over to the king. The bags under his eyes looked even worse now, somehow. "Dude, you're been working yourself to death. What's going on?" Light sighed glancing back to where the baby was. ”I worry…about what the tentails are up to…the few that are still out for my head n’ what they may do not only to my people but their own as well.” He replied to Manic. Manic's expression went more serious. "Was that what you were called about?" He asked as gently as he could. He patted Light on the back for his comfort. "What do you mean you're worried about them hurting themselves? What's going on?" The couple stood still and did nothing for a moment, leaving an awkward, piercing silence. "I get Fawlist's a dick, but he's doing everything to stop the Tentails. That's why he's in charge of this stuff. I get it's terrifying... but you're doing everything you can, too. When you're already doing all that, you're totally allowed to stop thinking about it. Don't work yourself to death, okay?" He kissed Light on the cheek. "How about we plan, like... the day after tomorrow or something, you take the whole day off, and we just go to a park or something with prince whiny? You both want to see each other, dude." “Alright…I’m sorry I’ve worried you.” He said shyly “It would seem most of the tentails are innocent to this whole current mess…just a few remain that still hate my kind, n’ they apparently are torturing their own to get people to do their dirty work.“ He decided Manic needed to know what he learned. He only paused for a moment. "Yeah, it's a tragedy, dude." Manic told him. "But everything we learn gets up closer to an answer, right? Finny's gone, their big genius can't help them anymore. They're gonna screw up, and we're gonna get rid of the assholes, and we're gonna help the rest of them." The news struck Manic more than he would admit. "But it's too late to find solutions to massive issues. Besides, it's new year's eve. Even if it's been a crappy day, you should find a little happiness, right?" Manic comforted him, and smirked. "Hey, wasn't our first date a year ago?" Manic asked. "Crap... I should've bought you some kinda gift~" With a soft chuckle Light smiled again. “It would seem so, I’m sure you can give me something whenever you can,” he said in return before he kissed the other green hedgie. “Happy New Years Manic.” "And happy New Years, you royal dork." Manic teased, grinning and refraining from the usual goofy kiss. "I'll get you something in the morning, dude. But right now, your gift's like, getting to sleep through the night." Before he was finished talking, Light was already being walked towards the bed, and Manic maid sure he laid down the overworked king gently. "We're gonna fix everything," Manic assured him. "We've got a whole year to do it, dude." “I know…I just worry a lot it seems.” He said laying in bed. “Guess I’m a big worry wort these days.” Light sighed as he situated himself onto his pillow n’ curled up slightly, his worn out form feeling more so as he struggled to keep his eyes open. “I don’t mean to make you worry…I’ve never had so much trouble like this before.” Manic laid down next to Light and curled one arm around him for his comfort. "You've handled a war, a destroyed kingdom, and a forced pregnancy." Manic told him quietly. "You've been strong for years. You're allowed to be tired, dude." The back of Light's neck was nuzzled against. "Take some days off, see a therapist, cry it out, do what you need to. Just... take care of yourself, okay, babe?" Nodding once more, “I guess that would be wise…we’ll have a talk with Fawlist tomorrow about a new rule when I’m out with Cassi…” he said softly, just before he had fallen asleep from fatigue. The king needed a full night of sleep, and Manic was determined to make sure that he got it. He patted the king's back and gave him a kiss, before standing up and taking the baby monitor with him as he left down the hall. "The king hasn't slept right in a while," Manic said, putting the device down on the counter. It was still a castle guest room, but Manic and Scourge's stay made sure it was still at least a little messy. "So we're babysitting Cassi tonight." Scourge nodded at Manic, and motioned for him to lay down next to him. For once, the king slept peacefully. Slept peacefully he had, as Shadow threatened Fawlist if he interrupted the kings sleep the following morning he’d regret it. It wasn’t till he felt a tiny paw on his stomach that he stirred awake. “Hmm?…Oh morning Cassi, someone bring you in to wake me?” He mumbled with a sleepy chuckle, then looked around for a second to see whom had been Cassio’s bringer this morning. "Morning," Scourge said from one of the chairs in the room. Cassio was grabbing at his dad's fur and babbling. "Kid was crying 'til I took him in here, guess he wanted to see you." He clearly did want to see him. Maybe he wasn't capable of crawling yet, but he still tried to somehow grab onto Light with one of his tiny paws. "Um." Scourge seemed a little uncomfortable delivering the news. "They said they wanted to talk more about Spotless... should I tell 'em to piss off?" “They should let the therapist do their job 'n let Spotless settle down before we push him any further with details,” he replied before returning his gaze to the tiny pup babbling. “I think maybe seeing the files for now on what they discovered is still on the list, but I need to start thinking about spending a little more time with you guys n Cassi here.” "Careful about that," Scourge warned him with a grin. "Manic's been spending time seeing Cassi all night, and he's out cold right now. He was up so late changing diapers and shit, he didn't even make it to the room." Currently, Manic was curled up on the floor of the nursery, slumped onto the large piles of soft toys and snoring quietly. "I'll tell 'em to get that report crap," Scourge said. He patted Cassio on the head. "So where are you bringing the runt today?" Cassio looked up at Light's eyes, ruffling his tiny wings. “I’ll be mindful of this sort of thing, n’ thanks.” He smiled lightly as he lightly ran his hand over Cassio’s back, chuckling softly as he flapped his undersized wings. “It will be quite the day when your swings are finally big n’ strong enough to hold you in the air.” Cassio was lifted into the air by both hands, flapping his wings instinctively like he was trying to fly. Cassio's hands were flung out to either side, almost like they were for support. It looked like he was trying to actually fly right then and there, in spite of the size of his wings. The door slowly creaked open. Manic walked in clearly having just woken up and his quills more of a mess than usual. "G'morning... good morning, babe." Manic said. He laid down next to the king and motioned to hold Cassio for a bit. "You need to stop yelling all night, dude." Manic told him, bouncing him in the air slightly. Initial confusion turned into an amused smile at the weird, fun gesture. "How 'bout we get you out to the park today, buddy?" Manic told his son. He tilted his head at Light. "Like, all of us. You coming too, Light?" Giving a soft chuckle, he looked to Manic with a lighthearted smile. “If things go well I intend to,” he replied calmly then looked to Cassie. “I just hope when he starts flying he does better than I did, 'n not run into a tree ten times in a row.” Light laughed slightly knowing he’ll do great when the time comes. Manic was happy, but for a completely different reason. "Please, he's my son, too." Manic assured him, leaning over and smooching the king right on the forehead. "He'll run into them at least a dozen times straight." Cassi didn't seem to care about the tiny wings at the moment. He was happy being with two of his parents, and he was going to be happy at the park later that day. His love of live was warm and pure, and any concerns the parents might have had weren't going to be there for long. But little did they know, Cassi was going to fly soon enough. Much sooner than he ever should have, in fact...