#Mal would never in a million years get romantically involved with a Grinning Man let alone Indrid Cold

[manystagesofmal]

How about Mal and Indrid Cold? Should she end up hooking one of the most famous cryptids in history! For the baby number thing!

A mysterious self-proclaimed fortune teller approaches my Muse and says they can predict their partner and number of offspring. Drop a name into my inbox and l generate a number 1 - 10 to determine how many children my Muse is supposedly going to have with that person (by blood, adopted, or otherwise).

In another universe, out in the wild woods and away from the suspicious gaze of Point Pleasant, a man and his wife live off their land as it's watchers and guardians. Their shack is humble, but the generator powering it and the wells providing water and the endless means of communication are well beyond modern. Space age, or futuristic, one could say.

They have two children together. A boy with messy black hair and a pale complexion, full of curiosity and mischief, and a smile as wide as his face. The second is a quiet little girl with short, pale hair like her father's, who follows him wherever he goes, his little pale shadow, he calls her with fondness.

Their life is strange, eccentric, and reclusive on the surface. But they are all close, work together, and always spend their nights on the roof of their little shack, watching the stars. Indrid would always point out which was was his home, and promise his happy little family that they would all go there someday.