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[babyblueetbaemonster]

Quest Failed

[cheeseandstrawberrytartlover]

The Consequences of Reconnection

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It was as if Sheogorath was watching Ben from outside their body. He watched as they entered the Black Hand with more murderous intent than usual. Sheogorath himself couldn't remember this. The Black Hand welcomed its Listener and Ben was sure of the crimes they would commit next. All of the speakers in one place except one. Arquen locked the door behind Ben, but Sheogorath effortlessly faded through the door.

Ben took a deep breath and looked at Arquen who smiled at them. Hate filled their body and they pulled out a dagger.

Sheogorath smiled as they sliced her throat.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

The listener turned to the remaining speakers of the nearby provinces. They only saw red until it was all over.

Ben stopped dissociating after plunging their knife into the last one's eye. They turned their attention to the oil lamps on the table and extinguished them one by one to access the oil within.

They wandered towards the night mother.

"Your treachery will be punished by Sithis..."

Ben spoke up for the first time in a while.

"I loathe the dread father for not helping his children in the time they needed him most. He can do to me whatever he wants. I am already plagued by madness."

They opened up one of the oil lamps and splat the oil across their night mother. The listener formed a fire spell within their hand and started a fire.

On their way out, they threw the rest of the oil lamps to the floor with a swift swipe over the table.

Outside, they welcomed the rain as it washed away the blood from their body. Ben faced away from their crimes and the burning building. They tilted their head up to face the rain and the heavens. This was the first time they felt clean in a while. Everything was over now.

Sheogorath opened his eyes to find himself lying in his bed.

Haskill was searching for Sheogorath after he saw the nightmare himself. Finding his master after a nightmare was never easy. His Lord was no longer in their bedroom and in the halls.

He walked by the kitchen, not thinking much about it, but backtracked nearly immediately.

Gundlar was standing in front of the fireplace while Sheogorath was sitting at the table, covered in a blanket and drinking tea.

"My Lord, did you wake up Gundlar to make you tea?"

Haskill didn't get a response.

"Yes, he did. He is not feeling well."

"You may go, Gundlar. Go back to bed."

The commoner nodded and quickly left.

The servant slowly approached his master, knowing that he will probably leave.

"Would you like to talk about it?"

The blanket suddenly slumped and something small moved beneath it. Like lightning it ran out from under the blanket and ran out of the kitchen.

"Wait! My Lord-"

To find him again would be a pain.

Sereyna woke up as they heard the door open. The baby was confused since they did not see anyone until a cat jumped up on the rails. A grey cat with big, round and purple eyes. They cooed at the cat and reached out for it.

The grey-striped cat hesitated but decided to jump into the crib to little Sereyna's delight. The cat rubbed against the little demiprince and purred loudly before lying down next to her.

The little demiprince started to become busy with trying to play with the cat's tail. After a while, the cat started to groom the baby. Its barbed tongue sometimes got stuck on the baby's clothing so they instead gently groomed their head. Sereyna started to laugh at the weird sensation.

Haskill heard the laughter from the hallway and quietly made his way into the nursery. As he got closer, he could see the cat lying in the crib.

"There you are, my Lord. How did you know I was going to give them a bath today?"

"Mrrp."

"May I pick them up?"

Sheogorath stared at Haskill.

"I am always gentle, my Lord."

The servant reached into the crib and carefully picked up Sereyna. Sheogorath immediately acted and jumped out of the crib to follow Haskill to the bathing room.

Only to notice something black crawling over the floor of the nursery. Haskill stopped once Sheogorath stopped.

Sheogorath got ready to pounce on it and attacked. It was a black widow. They played with it and bit it until it was dead.

"Was... that Mephala's?"

"Mrrp."

"She should probably come here herself instead of trying to see Sereyna through a spider."

Sheogorath meowed.

"Ah, my Lord, do not get sassy with me."

The Daedric Cat only chirped as a response and they continued their way to the bathing room.

The nervousness of Sheogorath made even Haskill nervous. Haskill only filled the bathtub one third with water and got some mild soap.

The cat started to circle the bathtub out of fear.

"Surely you jest, my Lord."

The servant helped Sereyna get used to the water carefully. Though, admittedly, the little demiprince already liked the water as it seemed.

Sheogorath slowly peeked over the edge of the bathtub to see his little baby splashing around in the now soapy water.

"I was once mortal too, my Lord. I know how to take care of a baby, but those parenting books from Hermaeus Mora also helped quite a bit."

Suddenly Sereyna's splashing got out of control and he was drenched.

"Hm...you... silly, little troublemaker," Haskill exclaimed before booping their nose.

"You are lucky that I cannot get angry at you."

She laughed loudly.

Sheogorath decided to look into the bath to check up on his offspring only to slowly slip into the bath. He tried to backtrack but it was too late. He also ended up in the bath with a big splash to Sereyna's amusement.

Haskill was even more drenched now and he looked at his mistress who was no longer fluffy. Only wet and flat. He sighed as Sheogorath slowly tried to get out of the bathtub to no avail.

"Shall I bathe you as well, my Lady?"

Sheogorath stared daggers at Haskill.

"I take that as a no."

The Daedric Cat moved to the other side of the bathtub and shapeshifted back into their more humanoid form. Sereyna watched in awe as she recognized their parent more and more.

"Bababuh!"

"Yes, it is me! Surprise my little prince!"

Sheogorath was already fully clothed and drenched so there was no reason to shy away from picking up his wet offspring.

"Now you are clean and... well, I am just as clean as you!"

They chuckled with their toddler in his arms. Haskill only shook his head at the scene.