#like urg. let me give him SOMETHING to look foreward to.

[bigboymoozz]

Ik it's a bit of a hopeless hope, but today as I was giving my brother his insulin shot for his breakfast i was asking him if it felt nice being able to sleep on his right sode since we just changed his g7 site the previous day. he was like "I hate this and wish this wasn't a thing. I kept forgetting what side i could sleep on" and I was able to use the eversense CGM as a hopeful example. The eversense CGM is (?) A small cgm inserted into your body (like a nexplanon) and can stay for around 6 months without changing it out, and the sensor is a sticker instead of a wire sticking out of you. And the website, when I looked at it last, said they're looking into developing a year-long one as well. The cgm from my research was invented sometime in '99, and since then has been slowly getting better. I was like "you know, we can only hope that the implants work really well and can lead to more innovation. Maybe one day they'll have a pod for both insulin and glucose and you can use it to treat highs, bolus, and lows? Literally the possibilities are endless" he's 13, surely by the time he's my age (20s) there's something interesting being talked about. In the subreddit I'm in for t1d, there's diabetics in their 60s saying how this is (pumps and cgms) is an insane development for them and that they wouldn't have even dreamed something like this would ever exist to help them. I just. Idk. I want to keep him hopeful a bit. He's already bummed that pancreas transplants aren't a regular thing t1ds can opt for, and if they were I'd be first in line to give him all of mine if I had to

[ninjakasuga]

Sonally Celebration Week, Year 3, Day Three!

Day three is here, and as usual, I tend to go for my flair with thematic tones over the literal idea of the prompt. Everyone else enjoying what @gojira007 and their blog @boundforfreedomsonsal brings will find this to their pleasure.

Sonally Celebration Week, Year Three: Day Three

Foreward: This episode takes place mere months after Mystery. I know last year sometimes I hoped about the time-line a bit, while with at least episode one-through-three I’m keeping it rather linear in the story-telling. Last time we saw Sonic and Sally as babysitters to Sonic’s younger siblings; now their own time has parents twas’ nigh.

Day three: Crossroads

“Sonic Maurice Hedgehog, I love you, I love you with all my heart and soul, but-nrghh!” Grimacing, Sally Acorn-Hedgehog panted heavily as another contraction wracked her body. Her grip on the hand of her husband tightened. “But I swear, I SWEAR if you do this to me again, I-will-EAT-YOUR-SHINS!!”

Making a soft, but audible sound of physical distress, Sonic swore he felt the bones in his hand crunch. Yet he did not dare wretch it free, not that he felt he could if he wanted too. Sally’s grip was intense, and furthermore, any attempt to save his own skin would be met with death. As sweat trickled down his brow, making the mask attached to his face, and the scrubs he wore a bit uncomfortable. Yet his own discomfort was his least priority at the moment. “Y-you got it Sal, j-just hang in there a bit more…”

Sally’s eyebrow raised incredulously. “Hang in th-nrgh, t-there?! Oh my dear husband, you just did-urghhh! N-not tell me to hang in there? Just what the f**k do you think I’m doing?! I’ve been ‘hanging in there’ since my water broke and the contractions kicked in, and those two little darlings ‘you’ put in my belly can’t decide if they want to come out now, or kick Mommy’s bladder some more!”

“H-hey I’m just trying to help!’ He pleaded as she clutched his hand tighter than before. “I know this isn’t easy on you Sal, but it’s not like I can whip out a Power Ring or Chaos Emerald and make it better. If I could-ghhh, take your place I would!” Sonic knew this was in no-way easy, but in the span of a few hours he’d seen Sally run the gauntlet of her emotional range. Mostly all centered at being upset with him. Now he understood what his Dad meant by ‘Nothing will prepare either of you for this; but remember, Sally’s going to be put through a wringer, so be patient, and be understanding’. “Sal, please you need to calm down some, it’s not good for you, or the babies right Doc?”

The ‘Doc’ in question lifted her head from her position between the Queen’s legs. After almost twenty-plus years of service, Doctor Quack had retired from medicine but remained a consultant for the Acorn Kingdom Ministry of Medicine. So the new Royal Doctor, one Jolene Fredrick, and one of Quack’s protoge’s was tending to the birth of Sally and Sonic’s children. The spotted-Hyena doctor managed a bemused smile behind her surgical mask. “Your husband is quite right, your majesty, I know it hurts, but the more you let the pain stress you out, the more it will complicate things.” She spoke evenly, softly, and kindly but with a firm authority a doctor should carry. “I know giving birth to twins is not easy, especially for a first-time pregnancy, but despite the pain, it looks like the babies are finally about ready to come out.”

A part of Sally wanted to scream and kindly (or not so kindly) tell Jolene to jump out the window, or anyone else asking her to ‘bear with it more’. After all the hours she already had dealt with the discomfort, and false alarms, up until the pains really started to kick in over the last hour and a half. Yet Sally held back that urge, both from her brain managing to get through the pain and reminding her, Jolene was trying to help. Plus as a Mother herself, she’d had first-hand experience with what she was going through. The other reason she pushed her anger down was the soft touch of Sonic’s hand that wasn’t currently in the vice grip she was placing on the other. A quick glance into those emerald-pools, seeing concern and love, did much to soften her. 

A small whimper left Sally as she eased her grip and held Sonic’s hand to her face. “I’m sorry, it just huuuurts.” She whined softly, feeling utterly pathetic she was reduced to such a state. Her composure was thrown out the window, cursing freely, and just, the sheer roller coaster of hormones and emotions over the last several hours had taken a toll. “I want my babies, but-rugh, I want them out, nooooow!”

“I know Sal, I know.” Sonic murmured, wincing at the defeated, pained sounds coming from the love of his life. Bringing her hand to his face, he did his best to kiss the top of her hand through his surgical mask. “I’m with you, however long this takes you got me at your side.”

A small, strangled laugh left Sally as she managed a warm smile as she gazed at her husband. “How’d I get so lucky? Some people take forever to find their soulmate and I met mine at two years old.” Letting out a dreamy sigh, Sally pulled his hand to her and planted a kiss there, with both her hands (gently) cocooning both of her hands over his. Just as quick as the quiet moment came, it was taken away as Sally let out another sharp gasp. “Oooooooff!! I felt that one!”

Eyeing some equipment next to her, Jolene made a ‘hmm’ and then turned to look over at the couple. “Good news, it looks like the babies are finally making up their minds, one is starting to make way. Take deep breaths, your majesty, just like you practiced, we’re almost at the end goal.” She smiled through her mask, her own mild fatigue visible in her eyes. Yet like her predecessor there was a fire to see things through. “You can do this your Maj-.” “J-just Sally please!” Insisted the mother-to-be as she gripped the edge of her bed rails with one of her hands, as the other still clutched onto Sonic. “T-this is too personal to keep using formal titles. Nrgh, j-just for now, please, no titles.” 

A part of the doctor felt awkward at putting the habit of being so informal, but if it would help. “Alright Sally, we’re in the final stretch, deep breathes. We’ll see the crowning any moment now.”

Nodding, Sally looked to Sonic, wincing and breathing deeply as she was taught. “I love you.” “Back at’cha Sal, you got this.” Sonic fought back a wince from his extremely sore hand. Focusing more on giving Sally his support. “Back at’cha, now let’s welcome our kids and you get some rest.”

Some Time Later:

Exhausted deeply in body and soul, Sally could feel all this in the back of her mind; yet her focus was on anything but the fatigue. A warm, happy, glowing feeling replaced the fatigue as she stared at the two swaddled bundles in her arms. “They’re beautiful…” She cried, happily as she stared at the mewling infants. Who seemed to instinctively lean against her body through their swaddling. It had been worth it, the long labor, the pain, all-worth-it. The girl of the twin-set was a chipmunk-ish hybrid like Sally but clearly sported her Father’s blue hues in her fur. The boy, clearly of the hedgehog variety had the more soft browns of his Mother. Time would tell if Sally’s red hair, or the blonde or brown hair from Sonic’s side of the family would pop up.

As she glanced over at Sonic, she was nearly bowled over by the sheer awe in his eyes and face (his surgical mask was off). His eyes were misty, making her wonder if she was looking at a mirror of her own expression. “You just love in love don’t you?”

“Totally.” Sonic nodded, a strangled laugh leaving him as she leaned in, getting eyefuls of the two joys the two had both patiently and impatiently waited for all this time. It had been a long road to parenthood, both held off having kids right away due to many reasons after the war. The rebuilding efforts, just enjoying themselves free of fighting, and other small, miscellaneous reasons. Last year they finally felt ready and well, started working on getting Sally pregnant, which didn’t take long with how they were.

Sonic wondered if this surge of pride and absolute happiness was something both his parents felt when either his siblings and he had been born? The sheer high of it almost-no, no it absolutely did dwarf the high of running free in the wind. Gently he reached a hand down, running a finger along one child’s cheek, then the other. “Hey you two, glad to finally meet’cha. I’m Daddy, this is Mommy, and we’re going to love and look after you until the end of time.”

Nodding her head eagerly in agreement, Sally sniffed back more tears of joy. “Forever and ever, all ours.” She giggled, kissing the soft, furry cheeks of her newborns. “Welcome to the world Kathleen and Jaleel-Craig.

“I still think Justin-McCooiagel sounded pretty good.” Quipped Sonic with a smug, joking smirk.

“I will not let our son be mercilessly teased because his Father wanted to give him a ‘cool nickname like ‘Just Cool’ or whatever string of odd nicknames.” She firmly stated, giving Sonic a dull stare. “Seriously, one of your names was Radical. Just Radical.”

“Hey it’s a good gender-neutral name, and we knew we were having twins.” His wide grin, showcased he enjoyed pulling her chain. He mostly had been joking about the aforementioned names, well mostly. The ones they settled on were perfect. Kathleen Nicole Acorn-Hedgehog was named after Sally’s Grandmother that she sadly never got to know, and her middle name was in honor of a certain BFF of the Queen’s. Jaleel-Craig Acorn-Hedgehog, or J.C. for short, got his name from Sonic learning Jaleel had been one of ‘his’ potential birth names. Seems his Father knew a Jaleel from school who had been his best friend until he died in the war, and had considered giving him his name in remembrance, only to decide Bernie’s idea of Sonic seemed fitting. Both Sonic and Sally thought it would be a nice name, and as for the Craig addition, Sonic just liked the name, and felt a two-word name would be great for one of the kids. His desire won out after he won three out of five rock-paper-scissors matches with Sally for the final say-so.

“Sure it is…” Rolling her eyes Sally reached over and ran her hand, playfully over Sonic’s face. “You’re just lucky you are adorable.”

“Ha! Adorable wished it were me.” Murred Sonic as he nuzzled against her hand. “Although my wife and lovely children are top-tier competition.”

Snorting, Sally then yawned loudly. “Oh my, I-I *yawn*, damn it, I don’t wanna sleep…”

The door to the suite opened and Doctor Jolene stuck her head in. Having overhard the yawn, she gave the couple a knowing smile. “You should get your rest while you can. The kiddos will be tuckered out themselves, and the nurses will watch them overnight. Trust me you will want as much sleep as you can before they want to feed.” Given it was between two and three o’clock, the Royal Family didn’t have any visitors waiting on them until much later in the day to worry about.

As another yawn tore from her throat, Sally nodded in acceptance. She then poked at her own chest, semi-covered by her hospital gown. “Finally these udders will get some use. The swelling of the milk is getting annoying.”

A dirty joke formed in Sonic’s head, but he wisely (this time) fought off voicing it. A low, tired, yawn left him as well. “Snooze n’ Zzz’s sound about right Doc. Plus there’s that saying, we should get as much as we can?”

“As one parent to another, ooooh yes!” Laughed Jolene as she walked over to give the Mother and children a once over as a nurse came over with a rolling cart with two portable baby-carrier cribs for the infants to sleep in. “That should be your priority as much as looking after J.C. and Kathleen now, making sure you’re rested so you can look after them.” She then gives her Queen a playful-if-stern look. “Which means our dear Queen needs to knock off the all-nighter paper-work and project binges.”

Unable to not but wince at the accusation, Sally sighed in defeat. She knew her bad habit was one not to be ignored at this juncture in life. “I’ve already delegated my tasks to Nicole and the Council, and all necessary parties…”

“After taking weeks to painstakingly do so…” Her husband quipped with a mirroring playful-but-stern with a dash of accusatory as Doctor Jolene.

Sally sent Sonic a glare, but fatigue and looking upon the faces of her children made the frown go away. “I know what my priorities are… I know that I'm going to need to get back to running the kingdom but I’m not going to ever put these two what I meant through. I will find the balance.”

Rubbing her shoulder, Sonic leaned in, planting a kiss to her cheek. “N’ you got me to help, we’re doing this as a team forever, and always.”

“Always.” She agreed, craning her head to kiss him back. Another yawn left her as the nurse gently took the snoozing children. Her gaze followed them as they were carefully put in the sleeping cribs. “See you soon my loves’.” She murmured, eyes beginning to feel heavier as she watched them be wheeled out. “Love you Sonic…” She murmured feeling him tuck her in as her eyes closed.

“Love you too Sal, I’ll be right here.” He murmured, waiting until he was sure she was dozed off. Leaning back from her bed, he popped his back and shook his hands. One was extremely sore but thankfully not damaged. “I’m gonna get some water, and then I’m gonna crash myself Doc.”

“I have a rollaway being brought in for you.” She nodded, giving one last check over of Sally’s vitals, and pleased with what she saw, intended to conclude her rounds and get some shuteye herself. “Sleep well Prince-er Sonic.” She corrected as the Prince-Regent gave her a tired but mild glare. “Sorry, force of habit.” “S’okay Doc… Just titles n’ crap ain’t me, but I married a Princess who’s now Queen so… eh if you gotta for decorum n’ crude sure. Like this… Sonic is fine.” He grinned, giving a two finger salute before padding out of the suite. Water was his priority, his throat was dry, and then, bed. Sweet, sweet bedtime. If the way twins seemed to behave in the family held up, Sally and he would need to be on their toes sooner than later.

A new crossroad of life at been reached, and they were committed to what the future may hold for them and their family. 

[chronicallylatetotheparty]

Scarlet Fever Ch. 4 Maneki-neko

LoganLight, AO3

Summary:

Convincing the Guardian... In theory.

Notes:

Hmm, so this fic is going to have transitional chapters in between the actual fighting (mostly).

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Kagami didn't like hiding. She preferred to attack her opponents head on. But there were too many minions and akuma around. She remembered the last time Papillon Écarlate attacked and didn't care to repeat it.

Plus, the kissing zombies tended to swarm. She'd almost been overtaken when the ladybugs restored their minds. Not that it slowed Zombizou much. Once she got traction her 'love' curse spread exponentially.

Kagami needed a better hiding spot than this tree. Honestly, she was surprised they hadn't found her yet... Though it might've had something to do with her mother mowing down zombies like so much grass.

Truly, Tomoe Tsurugi did not take kindly to their sword practice being interrupted.

"I'm surprised you didn't join her."

Kagami swung her bokken, pointing it at the intruding voice behind her.

"Hey!" Mister Bug protested, ducking his head back into his tunnel like a startled meerkat. "That any way to greet a friend?"

Kagami blinked in surprise as she lowered her weapon. "Chat Noir?"

"It's Mister Bug right now, actually." He rose out of the tunnel up to his shoulders and offered his hand, retracting the drill at the end. "Come with me if you want to live."

Kagami raised an eyebrow but turned back to her mother. Tomoe was tiring, it would not be long before she was overwhelmed. "Mother..."

"Kagami! Get back!"

"Mother, I can help!"

"Go, I said!"

Mister Bug's eyes softened. He didn't want to leave Kagami's mother behind but he was already pushing it with Sabine. Tomoe would insist on being with her daughter. "I'll save her," he promised. "I just have to get you out of here first."

Kagami nodded even as her grip tightened around her bokken in frustration. He backed up so she could enter the tunnel. It was big enough for them to stand in even if they had to walk single file. He pressed the ladybug shaped headlamp on his forehead, illuminating the path, and hurried foreward.

"Why does Ladybug not possess her Miraculous?" Kagami inquired. "Have you switched again?"

Mister Bug moved faster. He didn't glance back; not wanting to see Kagami's reaction. His thoughts returned to the locker room. To the way Marinette looked at him with such hopelessness. Her desperation as she called to him for help. If he had just acted faster. If he'd done more... Then maybe his Lady wouldn't be akumatized.

He shook the guilty thoughts from his mind. Those wouldn't help Ladybug now. He needed to focus. "Not exactly.  She's in trouble and I'm the only one whose used the Ladybug Miraculous before and I can't... I need your help."

The earthen tunnel ended in the city sewers.

"You need Ryuko again." Kagami had guessed as much.

Mister Bug turned to look her in the eye. "We need you to use a Miraculous, yeah. But not the Dragon."

"Would it not have been simpler to bring the Miraculous with you?" Kagami asked in confusion. Clearly, he didn't have it with him. That was quite odd.

Mister Bug rubbed the back of his neck. "Kind of dangerous to have both on me... And I might have jumped ahead without thinking. But you need to come anyway."

"... That does not make things clearer."

Mister Bug sighed. "Sorry. I'm all wound up. I'll explain once I get your mother to safety." He opened his yo-yo and pulled up a map of the sewer system. "Here. Follow this red line."

Kagami heard her phone ring and pulled it out to see the emailed map.

He stepped back into his tunnel. "I'll catch up."

Kagami placed a hand on his shoulder. "Be careful."

Mister Bug's eyes widened at the simple gesture. He grinned. The first one she'd seen since he appeared. "Don't worry. They'll never see me coming."

He ran back to her mother and she followed the map he'd given her.

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Sabine considered herself a patient person. Understanding, slow to anger, down to earth. But even she had her limits. And this here? This made her blood boil.

"You did what!?" Sabine fumed.

Master Fu winced. They sat on the floor across from each other using the folded tarp. Out of slapping range. "It is necessary for a Miraculous to bond with someone at a young age so they may grow into the role."

"And you chose Marinette for her quick thinking." Sabine felt conflicted. On one hand she was proud of Marinette's accomplishments as a hero. On the other, this strange man had invited himself into her daughter's life with a heavy burden Marinette had not asked for.

"I am too old to fight Papillon myself and he needed... needs, to be stopped."

"So, you chose barely teenage kids." Sabine decided she would be blunt. "That is irresponsible. Someone even a few years older might make sense but Marinette just turned fourteen and that young man can't be much older."

"As I said before there are certain conditions that-"

"Conditions that needed to be met. Yes." Her hands ticked. Sabine needed to do something with them, she kept reaching for tea that wasn't there. "And you chose my daughter. Whom you did not train. Whom you thrust into a relationship of blind trust with a stranger. Without any external support. And you expect me to-"

The sound of rushing footsteps interrupted her. They both tensed and Sabine stood, setting her fighting stance.

Mister Bug charged in, yo-yo whirling. Kagami followed, her bokken raised to strike. "We heard shouting! What's wrong?"

Sabine relaxed her stance and Master Fu stepped away from the box on the couch he was shielding. "Mme. Cheng and I were simply in a... disagreement."

Sabine thought it was much more than a 'disagreement' but... She looked at the two youths in front of her and walked towards them. "Are you both alright?" Sabine asked as she placed a hand on their shoulders.

Mister Bug smiled tensely as Kagami gave a stiff nod. She was surprised to see Marinette's mother here but held back her questions.

"About as well as can be expected," Mister Bug replied. He didn't sound convincing even to himself.

"Kagami Tsurugi," Master Fu greeted, bowing slightly to her. "I am the Guardian of the Miraculous."

Sabine stepped back from the youths and Kagami returned the bow. "An honor."

"Normally, we wouldn't meet face-to-face but these are desperate circumstances." Master Fu asserted. "With the both of you we'll be able to save Ladybug and-"

"I'm not letting them go alone," Sabine declared. "Marinette is my daughter and I will be there to help her."

Master Fu's brow furrowed. "Giving Kagami the Black Cat Miraculous is one thing..."

Kagami's eyes widened. Her? The Black Cat? She didn't feel worthy of such consideration. Then Sabine's words sank in. "What has become of Marinette? She is my friend. I will help her any way I can."

The other three looked at her in a mixture of surprise and unease. But it was Sabine who answered. "Marinette's been akumatized..."

Kagami felt the shock like a physical blow. "Then there's no time to waste! We must stop Papillon Écarlate!"

Mister Bug gazed in admiration at Kagami's conviction. Her reaction reaffirmed his faith in her ability to wield the Black Cat. If only they had someone who was better suited for the Ladybug.

"My sentiments exactly," Sabine agreed, turning to the Guardian with defiance in her eyes.

Master Fu was agitated. He needed to make them understand. "Mme. Cheng, in order to wield a Miraculous properly you must have certain characteristics. Mister Bug is already wielding a Miraculous he's unbalanced with-"

Mister Bug looked away, barely resisting the urge to make a sarcastic comment. It's not like he disagreed.

"-Having another mispaired wielder is risky."

Mister Bug looked between the two adults. Sabine wasn't going to back down. And Master Fu needed incentive to release the Dragon. "... You told Ladybug that adults can use the Miraculous without timing out, right? Mme. Cheng-"

"Call me Sabine."

"...Sabine. Would be invaluable backup out there. She could use the Miraculous's power as many times as we need." Mister Bug reasoned.

Master Fu glanced from Adrien to Sabine's equally determined features.

"We need all the help we can get," Mister Bug stressed.

Master Fu sighed, conceding the point.

He brought the Miracle Box to the center of the room and opened it. The other three present gazed with wonder at the sight and Master Fu was reminded that Adrien had not seen it before. "Sabine Cheng, Kagami Tsurugi, you are charged with the Miraculous of the Dragon and Black Cat to assist Mister Bug. You will return the Miraculous to me when your task is complete."

They took the Miraculous Master Fu offered and a blinding light flared briefly before revealing the Dragon and Black Cat kwamis.

Mister Bug gazed at Plagg as he introduced himself to Kagami. There was a question in the kwami's eyes as he glanced at Adrien. The same question Plagg asked almost daily... But it wasn't the time so Mister Bug gestured encouragingly at Kagami.

Sabine took in Longg's extensive explanation with practiced patience. She needed to know everything about the Dragon if she was going to help Marinette.

Kagami was not in a patient mood. "Plagg, trans-"

"Wait!" Mister Bug urged, remembering his side trip. He opened his yo-yo and pulled out half a dozen wheels of the transformation cheese. "We need an edge."

Master Fu's eyes widened as Adrien kneeled to set down the transformation cheese on the floor. "You went back to my apartment? That was risky."

"Good thing Papillon's an idiot who didn't think of posting a guard then, isn't it?" Mister Bug observed as he organized the cheese wheels, wondering which powers to use. "I didn't find any of Ladybug's power-ups."

"Ladybug made her own macarons once she learned how to make the potions," Master Fu explained as he knelt down beside Adrien.

Mister Bug paused. "... Oh..." He shook the distracting thought about secrets away and cleared the lump in his throat. "Flight looks like the best choice for fighting Princess Justice."

"Correct," Master Fu agreed. "We have a limited number of power-ups. We need to succeed on the first try."

"Wish we knew what happened to Viperion," Mister Bug thought out loud.

"We can't wait any longer!" Kagami cut in. "Papillon Écarlate grows stronger with each passing moment. Viperion could be akumatized for all we know."

"You're right," Mister Bug rose and gave a yellow wedge to Sabine and Kagami. "Give your kwamis this. I need to feed Tikki."

Mister Bug left the room and went in another down the hallway, out of sight.

"Detransforme-moi."

Adrien gave Tikki Camembert so she could recharge her energy. The potion laced cheese took too much out of the kwamis for it to provide any nourishment. "Sorry, I don't have any macarons."

"That's alright, Adrien. Not all kwamis are as picky as Plagg." Tikki soothed as she ate.

Adrien appreciated her attempt to lighten the mood. "... Plagg doesn't look happy."

"He's just worried about you," Tikki replied as she set a reassuring hand on his cheek. "He knows we need a Ladybug."

Adrien smiled as he wiped something from his eyes. "Yeah... We do."

His transformation call was echoed by his teammates from the other room. He took in the determination in their eyes as he entered. Noting that it mirrored his own. As the most experienced hero, they looked to him to lead.

He took a deep breath, banishing the doubts from his mind. "Let's go get her back!"

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Luka was terrified.

His sister, Reflekta, stood atop the mast. Firing from the Liberty as it sailed down the Seine. His mother Captain Hardrock, laughed as the unfortunate people became copies of her daughter. He was tied to the mast and forced to watch. Akuma fluttering around him.

But that paled in comparison to the blank eyes that stared at him from behind her mask. He tried to read her as she floated before him. She revealed nothing.

"Marinette-"

"I am Princess Justice!" She corrected. "Why aren't you akumatized yet? Your family's under his control. You're trapped and powerless. Your crush-" She placed a hand on her chest. "-has betrayed you. Why won't you give in?"

Luka's gaze softened. "Ladybug will save you."

Princess Justice threw her head back and laughed. The most emotion he'd seen from her. "Oh, is that what you've been holding onto? Let's get to the truth of the matter." She leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "I. Am. Ladybug."

Luka's eyes widened in shock. "Wh-what? No... You're lying!" The akuma swirled in response to his agitation.

"Justice doesn't lie."

"No..." An akuma flew towards the ring on his finger...

He heard the familiar whir of a yo-yo before all three akuma around him were captured. Princess Justice turned just in time to be tackled by a black blur. A guy in a Ladybug suit rushed towards him and broke his chains.

"Mister Bug?" Luka's emotional whiplash was leaving him disoriented.

"In the flesh!" Mister Bug gave a grin that didn't quite reach his eyes as he picked Luka up and flew away from the detransforming ship. Dodging blasts from Reflekta as he went.

Sabine removed her sword from the compass as an akuma flew out... Right. That's why they needed Mister Bug.

"Wind Dragon!" Sabine swirled around the akuma, keeping it from escaping until Mister Bug could purify it. Being fluid was odd but at least the akuma didn't have anything solid to anchor itself to.

She wondered how long she could keep the whirlwind up.

Princess Justice kicked at her assailant's chest, knocking them back and freeing her arms. Righting herself she studied the flying hero.

Her suit looked more like a ninja outfit than anything else. The hood had cat ears and the sash around her waist curled like a tail. Green bands wrapped around her forearms and lower legs. Between her arms and torso was fabric that gave it the appearance of a wingsuit. Only the mask and eyes remained unchanged.

The red butterfly mark flared across Princess Justice's face. "So, Mister Bug's found a little kitty to take his place while he plays at being Ladybug. How foolish! Take this inexperienced girl's Miraculous quickly and go squash that bug!"

Princess Justice unwound her whip. "You wish to be the new Chat Noir? Let me show you what he's best at!" She struck at the pretender.

The cat dodged easily and brought out her baton. Extending and splitting it in two. "Keeping the enemy distracted?" she offered.

Princess Justice blinked and looked back at the Liberty just in time to see Mister Bug break Reflekta's mirror. Her eyes hardened and she made to rush towards him.

A rapidly extending baton knocked her off course. The cat floated in her way.

"Very well," Princess Justice decided. "I'll take your Miraculous first, 'Chat Noir'!"

"Maneki-neko," she corrected, retracting her baton back to sword length. "And we'll see about that."

The hero charged with her batons raised as the villain lashed out with her whip.

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Notes:

There will be more Dragon Sabine and Cat Kagami in the next chapter, I promise!

And Sabine isn't done with Master Fu.

(Yes, I know I'm bad at summaries.)

Ch.1  Ch.2  Ch.3    Ch.5

[squirrelacorngliterfarts]

love me harder

anonymous  asked:

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alright!! here we go! i hope you like it and i hope i bring it to justice!

running, that is what you were doing, running. running so fast you thought your legs were going to give out any moment, you had to get away, and fast.

your eyes were burning from the wind causing them to water, your legs were aching but you didn’t care you had to get away, now was your only chance. 

you gasped loudly when an axe flew past your head and hit the tree next to you, making you almost lose balance, but thankfully you didn’t. you glanced behind you but seen nothing, you jumped over a log careful not to trip over your ripped and muddy dress.

you could hear everything in that moment, the sound of the trees blowing in the soft breeze chilling the air in kattegat, the birds flying in different directions desperately not wanting to cross your path.

was this it?, is this what you’d resort to?, your heart was beating mad in your chest you knew you’d have to stop, but when?.

that question was answered when a root caught hold of your foot causing your body to fall to the hard earth, knocking the air from your tiered body. 

you raised your head to cough, gasping for air, your sides thumping with pain,

“that stupid prick” you thought laying your head down on the ground not wanting to get up and not caring whether your hair got muddy or not.

you could hear the horse come to a stop, it breathing deeply through it’s nostrils, and heard the soft laughter come from his mouth, but you could say nothing, your breathing was to unsettled to talk.

you heard a soft dragging sound coming close to you, that is when you raised your head opening your eyes.

ivar was sat on the ground staring at you clearly trying to bite his laughter, finally, you let out a loud laugh yourself, your chest feeling even tighter with each chuckle that escaped your mouth.

you truly looked radiant, your (h/l) (h/c) hair fanned out on the ground, the soft mushy green colored earth complimenting your (s/t) beautifully, it made him feel more excited then he already was.

“are you finished, wife?” he asked amusement full in his voice.

but while he was feeling so amused, he hadn’t noticed your hand reach down and under your dress, grasping the hidden blade that always clung to your thigh.

you smirked to him with a nod acting as if you accepted defeat 

“why yes, husband. after this” you hadn’t gave him time to respond, you had thrown your blade aiming right for his head.

he moved to the left easily dodging it turning to you with a glare “you will regret that, my love” ivar growled reaching behind him grasping his other axe slamming it  down missing your foot by an inch. 

you laughed and jumped up running to the tree to your right grabbing your hidden sword twirling it easily in your hands “come on, ivar. you must try a little harder” you said knowing full well what it did to him when you teased him like this.

he looked up at you a harsh look in his beautiful blue eyes and swiped his axe going for your legs.

you yelped and fell back down when it had made contact with your shin, you looked down and sen blood dripping into the dirt making harsh red lines from your calf to your ankles. you looked at him feeling anger seep into your veins, feeling more mad at yourself for being so un guarded.

you rolled on to your back and blocked the attack of his axe holding the blade up with all the strength you had left in your body.

he leaned in close, his lips rubbing the top of your head “come on, my love. you must try a little harder” he whispered using your words making you growl and spit in his eye making his grip loosen, now was your chance.

you turned over and hit him in the cheek with the handle of your sword kncoking him back.

the way you both moved was completely savage, and utterly viking.

but it was also like you both were dancing, your movements were almost elegant with the way you moved, it was beautiful.

you crawled over to him and punched him when he went to get back up, you raised your fist again but this time he caught it and flipped you over, crawling on top of your body.

you raised your sword but he pinned your arms by your head, making you completely useless under him, which you kind of liked.

you took in small gasps trying to make your heartbeat slow, ivar stared at you with a dark smirk rubbing his hard toned chest against yours.

“i don’t like it when you embarrass me around my brothers, love” he muttered rubbing his lips against your cheek.

it was true, you had been teasing him all morning at breakfast, teasing him about how easy it was for him to.......cum when you two first had sex, of course you hadn’t meant to hurt him, it made you feel warm and loved when he released with you and not margrethe, but he took it in a bad way, like he always did.

your hard eyes softened and you leaned up rubbing your nose against his

“you know i didn’t mean anything by it, love.” you whispered your voice low and seductive, he looked in your eyes and shook your head “you need to be punished, wife” he whispered, you didn’t want him to know how much that had excited you, so you clenched your jaw and rammed your head against his, causing a loud crack to echo out in the forest.

he groaned out and slightly rolled off of you, you went to get up but he gripped your ankle and pulled you back down, still clutching his forehead.

but before you were pulled back into his arms, you grabbed his abandoned axe and swung at his wrist, missing.

you then kicked your other leg up and kicked at his head and of course missed. you both stayed still staring at each other in rage.

neither of you liked to lose, in fact you both hated it more then anything, you both hated it more when you lost to each other. the thing was, you both liked to be the strong ones, you both never wanted to be the weaker lover, so after every fight you both came out to the woods and worked it out here, by proving who was the stronger lover.

as you went to move his grip tightened making you hiss in pain but never left each others eyes. he drug you forewards until you were on your back, you let him do this, you had to stop, or you’d both kill each other.

he dropped your hand and ankle and crawled over your body again

“let me ask again, are you finished now, wife?” his voice softer but still intimidating, you resisted the urge to growl and connected your lips passionately. you reached your tired hands and wound them in his hair, both of you sighing into each others mouths.

you both have been married for sometime now, never once have you ever gotten tired of each other, you both silently feared that you’d get bored soon after you’d gotten married like most other married people, but that never happened. you would never admit it, but the both of you loved each other more then anyone else. 

you moaned when his hand gripped your hip, softly grinding his crotch against yours making your body tingle and shiver “ivar” you gasped running your right hand down his clothed back, he grinded just a bit harder and that was your breaking point.

you pushed your hips harshly against his making him fly off of you and on to the ground, you on top of him. you smirked at his slightly shocked face.

you leaned down and pressed a hot kiss to his neck, making him sigh out shakily,you nipped and sucked at his soft warm flesh smiling every time he moaned and whined out.as you assaulted his neck with your mouth, your hands slowly slipped between the both of you and untied his pants pushing them down his hips gently 

“love?-”  you cut him off by pressing your wet, swollen lips to his and whispered hotly against them “shh, just enjoy my touch ivar, let me apologize for breakfast”

he took in a deep breath and was about ot say something else, but his words were cut off by you grabbing his prick making him moan.

you smiled down at him and sighed when his hands reached up and ran them down your back squeezing your flesh along the way causing you too feel even more hot.

you ran the tip of your pointer finger along his pulsing head, he was bigger then any man you’d ever been with, you gave his prick a soft squeeze and pressed one last kiss to his lips and moved down his body

as you moved down his body you pressed a kiss to any revealed skin along the way and pushed his pants down just a bit lower, allowing his prick to slap against his stomach, grunting when the cold air hit him.

you leaned forewards and pressed a kiss to the skin of his hip., then to the underside of his dick. his head flew back against the ground and bit his lip.

you then decided it a step further and licked around his head, he moaned so loud that the birds in the trees above us flew quickly away at the noise.

“fuck, love” he groaned and reached down tangling his fist in your hair wrapping it around his hand, you kitten licked all over his dick enjoying the heavenly noises leaving his mouth, you smirked then finally took him gently in your mouth.

he shouted out softly making sure to keep his voice lowered so no one would find us, his hips raised lightly forcing his dick a little more in my mouth making me moan around him, making him shiver and pulsate in my mouth.

your hand reached up and ran along his testicles rubbing them and massaging them “so fucking good” he whimpered yanking on your hair gently making your core start to drip. 

he loved feeling your hot wet mouth surrounding his dick, your tongue flattening against his shaft stroking the thumping vein that was just underneath his skin.

your head bobbing up and down just right made him feel like a god being treated by his goddess of a wife, he looked down at you and could’ve cum right there.....if he hadn’t remembered what you did to him in the hall earlier.

he pulled your hair and made your lips disconnect from his cock with a pop

“you still need to be punished” he whispered, his voice low and rough making you feel wetter, you gave his cock a slow lick still keeping eye contact,hiding your smirk when he grunted.

what is my punishment going to be?” you asked faking your innocence, he rolled you over back on to your back and gripped your thigh forcing it away from the other one “let’s see how long you can last” he said making your eyes slightly widen, denying your orgasem was something you had tried before and it had never worked, ivar always knew how to make you cum, once in two minutes flat.

he smirked and reached his hand up cupping and kneading at your breast making you moan and arch into his warm and rough touch, he knew your body like a map, he knew what made you shiver, what made you moan, what made you sob with pleasure, this was going to be hard.

his other hand reached down and moved your dress up grabbing at your lovely thigh, hiking it up higher, he then reached his hand down and ran his finger along your slit running his fingers in your wetness.

the smell of him along with his hands and lips on your body made your eyes roll back into your head and cling to ivar “please, ivar!” you cried burying your head into the crook of his neck.

he nipped at your neck and licked along your pulse blowing hot air against the wet strip “hush, my wife. no talking” he whispered rubbing his tongue against your neck once more, then repeated what you did to him and crawled down your body, not kissing your revealed skin but biting instead.

normally you would have pushed him off and continued to suck him off until he came, but deep down you knew that ivar was hurt and that if you were to push him away he would be even more hurt, so you let him carry out his punishment.

when he made it to your unclothed core he licked along your lips making you moan and move closer to his mouth, but his hands grabbed your hips preventing you from moving closer “if you try to hurry this up i will stop completely, do you understand?” he asked his eyes dark as night, not the bright intense blue you had come to love, you nodded and bit your lip, stopping you from yelling at him to just suck at you already.

he ran his large hands along your thighs and hips making you close your eyes enjoying your husbands touch, he then leaned foreward again and nipped at the inner of your thighs.

just little things like this made you fall even more in love with him, and want to have children with him, though you’d never tell him that.

he then traced your folds with his tongue following each curve of your delicate pussy lips making you whimper, moan and sigh out with pleasure, he gripped your hips and finally sucked on your clit.

you cried out gripping on his hair your toes digging into the dirt, a hot strike of lightning shooting through you as he finally touched you down there. 

he even decided to bite at your clit making you start to tremble and shake, never had you felt like this with anyone before.

he lifted your dress higher and rubbed his hands along your ribs and stomach squeezing and pinching at the skin in the process.

you clenched down on his tongue when he stuck it inside of you, your back arching off the ground, your mouth forming a perfect o shape as you were too pleasured to say anything.

ivar reached a hand down and took out his prick rubbing over it, moaning into your pussy making you clench again, it was coming, oh the delicious fast approaching orgasem coming to take you away and into euphoria.

“gods!” you groaned feeling your thighs tremble, oh how you wanted your release, but you wanted.....needed to wait, for him.

he reached his left hand up and intertwined it with yours giving it a gentle squeeze as his mouth worked wonders on you, he loved having you express the pleasure he was giving you.

he looked up at you from in between your legs and smirked when your head flew back, your hips rubbing against his chin begging for his tongue to go deeper “so beautiful, my wife” he whispered his tongue flicking against your core with each word.

was he trying to make you cum?, did he want to punish you further?, to you this wasn’t even considered punishment.

oh how his stubble felt so good against your core, everything he was doing was forcing your orgasem to come faster “i-ivar!” you cried thrusting your hips against him harder, he grunted as he rubbed his prick faster feeling his own release coming on.

he knew you couldn’t hold it no matter how hard you tried making him feel even more cocky about pleasuring you

“it’s okay” you looked down at him when he gasped out the words, seeing him touching himself made you cry out louder then before “cum my love, cum on my tongue. i wanna taste you” as the words left his mouth you clenched down on his tongue and came.

you sobbed out his name pushing his head into your pussy deeper, allowing the juices to leak into his willing mouth. 

waves of pleasure causing your body to tremble and quake against the ground still keeping a light grip on his hair, you moaned again when he moaned loudly finally coming to orgasem, and licked at your core once more.

you gasped trying to get air into your empty lungs trying to calm your heart rate, you looked down at ivar and seen his head thrown back against your stomach, his white fluid running down the hand that was so tightly wrapped around his cock.

you reached a hand down and brushed his hair back making him look at you and turn over hovering over top of you again, he was about to wipe the cum off of his hand but you stopped him, bringing the hand to your mouth slowly sucking the cum off of his fingers making him moan lowly while staring into your eyes as you did so.

he leaned down gently pressing his lips to yours allowing both of you to taste yourselves on each others tongues when you parted with a mall smack of lips you smiled lightly at him 

“you should have let me suck you off longer, ivar”  you said running your lips against his jaw, he hummed and made you look at him “i’m not done with you yet, woman. i plan on taking you to bed and never letting you leave” he said making you laugh gently at him and kiss him deeper then before allowing his teeth to nip at your bottom lip.

it always amazed you how you both could go from fighting to fucking, but you honestly would never change the way things were.

you parted from him and looked at him through the thicket of your lashes

“if you plan on taking me too bed, then you’d better catch me” you whispered sliding out from under him and stood trying to hide your weak knees and picked up your knife and his axe, you turned to look at him and winked wiggling your finger at him in a come hither motion 

“come and get me, husband”.

well, here ya go!! i hope i did good and that it was everything you wanted and more, let me know if it sucked (no pun intended) thanks for reading this horrible shit!! lots of love from me <3

ps, thank you too all who reads my imagines, you guys are the bomb!

[ninjakasuga]

Sonally Week Year 3 Day One

Another year, another of @gojira007 and their blog @boundforfreedomsonsal hosting another week of one of the best OTP’s of fiction. Here’s my entry for Day One: Dawn.

Foreward: Another year; another Sonally Week! Here’s my entry for Day One, and hope ya’all enjoy. This one is a sequel of sorts to my “Surprise” Day entry last year, where after some heckling over certain aspects of his romance with Sally; Sonic gets the news he’s gonna be a big brother! Instead of a literally dawn I decided to do a more thematic ‘dawn of a new part of life’ aspect than the actual time of day.

“Sonic.”

The blue furred Hedgehog in question continued to pace the floor, seeming to either not hear, or simply not regard the call of his name. He stopped, but not to reply, and began to tap his foot repeatedly as he often did in a show of impatience. Soon he was pacing yet again, causing the one trying to get his attention to sigh in exasperation, again.

“Sonic!” Raising her voice, just-oh-so-slightly, Sally again, attempted to get the attention of her fiancé’ this time reaching out and managing to grasp his tail and give it a small yank. Probably not the best thing for Sonic’s pride as he let out the cutest squeak in response, but Sally didn’t mind. Smiling coyly yet with a hint of apology in her eyes as he turned to face her, she reached for his arm, softly rubbing it. “Calm down a bit hun, you’re going to wear the floor out.” Rubbing his slightly sore posterior, Sonic gave his beloved a mild glare that softened almost as soon as it appeared; agitation giving way to the concern plaguing him. “Sorry Sal, it’s just, well it’s been over an hour since the expected due date. What’s the hold up?”

A voice quips from a chair along the opposite side of the waiting room from Sonic and Sally. “Well that’s how labor sometimes goes Sonny-boy. I mean you didn’t exactly pop out as soon as your Ma’s water broke. Slow-going was the name of the game.” Chuckled Charles Hedgehog, finding much amusement in his nephew’s impatience. An impatience he very much empathized with, but knew better than to get too riled up at this point. “So an hour past when the doctor expects the babies to come is small change, especially compared to how you made everyone wait a whole ten hours and ninety-one minutes before you finally graced us with your presence.”

Sitting besides Charles, Rosie Woodchuck let out her own dainty but hearty giggle as she reached to give the silver-furred Hedgehog a gentle squeeze of his hand. “Oh the language coming out of that room. We both feared for your brother’s manlihood if not his existence.”

“I wasn’t that hard on Mom was I?” Inquired Sonic with genuine curiosity mixed with a mild hint of indignity. His gaze only half-way went to his Uncle and Rosie; mainly because he still found it weird they were dating. Correction had been dating on the down-low since, well, a long time with the two only having a ‘break’ when he’d been roboticized all those years. He was genuinely happy for them, but it was still just plain weird to him.

“I think pregnancy is hard for any woman the first time around, or so I read and was told.” Mused Sally as she gently pulled Sonic to sit beside her, rubbing his quills to both straighten them out, and to soothe his nerves. Not unlike Sonic she was still processing the semi-recent revelation that her beloved former Nanny and Sir Charles had been dating under everyone’s noses for so long. Then again should she be surprised? Both were rather private people about their personal lives outside of whatever they did with friends and family. Not to mention the true reason they kept it quiet back in the day had more to do with concerns their positions in the Royal Court would cause unrest for some if their more intimate relationship came to light.

Looking toward Rosie, Sally was now curious about her own birth given the topic. “Were Elias or I rough on Mother?”

Rosie shook her head, “Not really, Elias took some time, but your dear Mother thankfully did not have too rough a time of it. Her calm demeanor kept up even dealing with labor pains, and the end result more than made up for it. You were much easier, as she knew what to navigate and you only took so many hours after the labor contractions began to grace us with your presence.” She smiled fondly, thinking about the two occasions, then giggled. “That said she wasn’t above occasionally reminding your Father it was his fault she was in that state, and well, that’s her story to tell more than mine.”

Snickering, Sally looked at Sonic with a very straight face, barely keeping a grin from forming. “I promise if we have kids, not to threaten your masculinity. That said, I will probably get my vengeance some other way.”

Lifting an eyebrow, Sonic elbowed his girlfriend-now-fiance’ gently in the arm. “Oh reeeeeeeally? Well you gotta catch me first Sal.”

“I already did.” She murmured, leaning in to kiss his cheek as she laced her fingers with his.

“Got me there,” Relenting, Sonic returned the smile, as well as the kiss, planting it on her fluffy cheek before leaning back in his seat. His concern for his Mother and his impending siblings, slightly alleviated for the time being.

The elder couple shared a look, one they had often shared when they were witness to the dear love and devotion between Sally and Sonic. From children to adults, the two always seemed to be a pair they fit so well, it was clear as day even when they were in diapers or arguing up a storm as toddlers, to their teen years. The small things in life that made all the gloom and doom of the past decade and some odd-change worth living for. Soon everyone’s heard turns as the double-door leading to the maternity ward opened and Doctor Quack limped out, leaning on his cane carefully, but with a confident stride; showcasing he’d come to master the walking tool quite well.

“Well-?!”

Holding up his free hand, both to interrupt as well as allow Quack to pull down his mask, his bill forming into a smile. “Your newborn sister and brother are here, healthy and loud, and your Mother is doing very well herself.”

The four cheer as they stand up, mindful this was still a hospital and kept it down, but their jubilation was completely understood.

“Can we see them?” Asked Sonic, already antsy and looking ready to speed down the corridor.

“Yes, we’ve already handled all the post-birth clean up, and checked their vitals as well as Bernie’s, who herself wishes to see you all as well. So I see no issue with allowing visitation right away, but do keep it brief, they do need their rest.” Advised the water-foul doctor as he kept himself straight, if just to fight off his own fatigue which was now creeping up after the long labor. “Just NO running Sonic, got it?”

At the mild admonishment, the Hedgehog simply grinned. “Me? Run through a hospital? Would I do thaaaaaaaaaaaat?”

“Yes, you would.” Everyone else remarked with amazing timing and matching deadpan. To which Sonic rolled his eyes.

“Sheesh, talk about a crowd! Anyway let’s go, let’s go!” Sonic urged, already half-dragging Sally along, forcing his beloved to keep in rapid pace close to him as they held hands still. Sally simply went with it, laughing softly at Sonic’s outright adorable impulsive need to see his new siblings. Chuck and Rosie merely followed at their pace, but there was certainly a spring in their step as well.

Eventually the group, along with Doctor Quack, reach the room designated for Bernie and her newborns. Managing to keep Sonic at bay enough, Quack pushed the door open for them and cleared his throat. “Jules, Bernie, your guests have arrived.”

Like an impatient puppy, Sonic squeezed past Quack, Sally trailing hand-in-hand still from behind. His emerald-green eyes, zeroing-in on the target, even as his breath hitched softly as a wave of emotion floored Sonic as he finally gazed upon his Mother and new siblings. As tired as Bernie Hedgehog looked, nothing could dull the intense love and adoration in her eyes and face as she held two swaddled bundles in her arms. Her husband Jules’ own expression was a mirror of his wife’s, only tinged with the pride only a Father can know. Each look up their expressions beaming more at the sight of their eldest child, with Jules instantly waving him over.

“Hey there son, come say hi to your baby brother and sister!”

Noticing that Sally seemed a bit frozen, Sally found back a ‘snerk’ that wanted to come out, and simply pulled him along. Upon seeing the two infants, mewling and cooing, her own eyes mist. “Awww, they’re adorable!”

“Y-yeah they are…” Sonic managed a dry chuckle,  why did his throat feel so dry? He’d been psyched for this ever since his Mom laid the bombshell she was pregnant nine months ago! Of all the times for Sonic the Hedgehog to choke and lose his cool, it’s this? He didn’t lose his cool this much, asking Sally to marry him for Almighty’s sake! Leaning over he got a much better look at the two.

One of the two clearly favored their Mother’s more light-purple coat, another had the milder-blue of his Father. Both were cute as a button, and just, the sounds they made! Sonic usually wasn’t one to obsess over cute things, but he was entranced. “So we got names for these two? Or do I call em’ Li’ Sib one, and two?”

“We were thinking of Sonia, for this little angel.” Explained Bernie as she gently pet the back of her daughter’s head. The newborn curled against the warm hand that carried the scent of her Mother. “As for this handsome young man, I was thinking of something with M, like Manwell or Manny.”

“If he’s anything like Sonny-boy he’ll be one manic child.” Chuckled Charles as he and Rosie moved closer taking the end of the bed so as to not crowd anyone.

Something about that line struck a chord with Jules, who instantly adopted a thoughtful look as he rubbed his chin. “Manic, manic, why not Manic?” He grinned even as his wife looked at him rather funny. “Face it hun, if Sonic’s any indication, these two are going to be spirited, and it kind of goes well don’t you think?”

After a moment, Bernie tired rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she however smiled, “Manic it is. However if that name causes him woe, I’ll be sure he knows he has you to blame.”

“Anybody gives him or Sonia woe I’mma deck em’.” Sonic proclaimed, pounding his fists together.

“Nor alone,” Agreed Sally as she leaned against him. They weren’t her siblings biologically, but already she had decided she would help protect them at all cost.

“Triple, and quadruple so.” Added Rosie, who nodded along with Charles. The family was united on this front.

“Fantastic.” Giggling, Bernie kissed the heads of her newborns. “Hear that, your family is ready to murder for you.”

“You all can plot future murder later, as much as I hate to spoil the moment, Mother and both newborns need rest.” Spoke up Quack as he stood at the door, keeping silent until now.

Yawning, Bernie nodded in agreement, she was drained. Her gaze lifted to her husband. “You get some rest too, you’ve been up with me through all this.”

“I didn’t do even a fraction of the work; but, rest sounds good.” He yawned, quickly covering his mouth. “Mind if I just crash here Doc?”

“I’ve already asked an orderly to bring a rollaway for you. I know better.” Smiled the duck-doctor in a knowing fashion. “Now come now everyone, time to go.”

Looking at his parents, Sonic instantly stated. “We’ll visit tomorrow, promise.”

“Looking forward to it son, looking forward to it.”

Giving his siblings one last look, Sonic smiled and winked at the two infants. “Welcome to the world you two, hopefully by the time you can talk and explore the world there’ll be one last fat-man to worry about. That’s a big-bro promise!”