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Child!Lucina x Baby!Morgan - only you would
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There is a family of four sleeping in a tent. The parents sleep in the large cot, the young girl sleeps in a smaller cot, and the infant sleeps in his crib. Well, he was a minute ago.
Five year old Lucina wakes up to the whimpers of her baby brother in the middle of the night. She looks across the tent at her parents. They remain asleep under the blankets. Her long hair had unraveled itself from her braid, as her nightgown is wrinkled from tossing and turning. She pads over in bare feet on the dirt ground.
"What's wrong, Morgan?"
Both her little hands curl around the bar of the crib. She stands on her tiptoes to get a better look, peering inside.
She sees the face of her distressed baby brother, who is a little over six months old. His light brows are furrowed, button nose red from his cries, and tear stained cheeks. "If you keep crying... you're gonna wake up mommy and daddy."
Lucina places both her feet on the bottom bar of the crib and hoists herself up. As carefully as she can, she slips inside, trying to avoid squishing her brother. Her body hitting the mattress makes a soft thud. She looks back at her parents. Fast asleep. Chrom's snoring makes her giggle.
Morgan watches her with wide eyes. He stops crying immediately.
"There, I don't know what you're making such a big deal of." She whispers to him. "Are you lonely? Hungry? Poop your pants?" she smells his bottom, "Or maybe you had a nightmare about the monsters? Good thing mommy and daddy are here to protect us. And since I'm your big sister, I'm going to protect you too!"
Lucina begins to stroke Morgan's hair, as their mother does to her when she cries. Morgan whines and squirms away from her hand. Lucina frowns.
"Hey, I'm only trying to help you out, buddy."
* * * * *
"Chrom..."
"Mm."
"Chrom!"
"What?"
He cracks his eyes open to be greeted by your distressed face, one that mirrors the littlest in the family. Without all the runny boogers and tears, that is.
"__________, what's the matter?"
"Where on earth is Lucina?" -you point to her bed- "I don't see her anywhere."
You spring out of the cot before Chrom can say a word.
Instead one of one little blue head in the crib, you notice there's two.
You look down inside. Chrom stands by your side and also watches the children sleep.
"Now how in Naga's name did she get in there?" He mutters. You don't mind at all. A smile shows your amusement.
Lucina snoring away, much like her father, next to Morgan in the crib is priceless. When is this going to happen again?
"Frederick and Lissa have to see this!" You whisper.
"__________, wait!" Chrom whispers back.
You walk away in your pajamas with possibly the worst bedhead he has seen on you yet. "Well, don't get mad at me..." He shakes his head, smiling in defeat.
Morgan wakes up. Chrom's eyes meet his. He picks him up. Lucina awakens shortly after.
"Only you would. You're one crazy kid, Luci."
"No I'm not, daddy."
"In fact, I'm going to tell the whole town how crazy you are."
"Daddy, stoooop!!"
Morgan giggles.
- the end ♥
Five year old Lucina wakes up to the whimpers of her baby brother in the middle of the night. She looks across the tent at her parents. They remain asleep under the blankets. Her long hair had unraveled itself from her braid, as her nightgown is wrinkled from tossing and turning. She pads over in bare feet on the dirt ground.
"What's wrong, Morgan?"
Both her little hands curl around the bar of the crib. She stands on her tiptoes to get a better look, peering inside.
She sees the face of her distressed baby brother, who is a little over six months old. His light brows are furrowed, button nose red from his cries, and tear stained cheeks. "If you keep crying... you're gonna wake up mommy and daddy."
Lucina places both her feet on the bottom bar of the crib and hoists herself up. As carefully as she can, she slips inside, trying to avoid squishing her brother. Her body hitting the mattress makes a soft thud. She looks back at her parents. Fast asleep. Chrom's snoring makes her giggle.
Morgan watches her with wide eyes. He stops crying immediately.
"There, I don't know what you're making such a big deal of." She whispers to him. "Are you lonely? Hungry? Poop your pants?" she smells his bottom, "Or maybe you had a nightmare about the monsters? Good thing mommy and daddy are here to protect us. And since I'm your big sister, I'm going to protect you too!"
Lucina begins to stroke Morgan's hair, as their mother does to her when she cries. Morgan whines and squirms away from her hand. Lucina frowns.
"Hey, I'm only trying to help you out, buddy."
* * * * *
"Chrom..."
"Mm."
"Chrom!"
"What?"
He cracks his eyes open to be greeted by your distressed face, one that mirrors the littlest in the family. Without all the runny boogers and tears, that is.
"__________, what's the matter?"
"Where on earth is Lucina?" -you point to her bed- "I don't see her anywhere."
You spring out of the cot before Chrom can say a word.
Instead one of one little blue head in the crib, you notice there's two.
You look down inside. Chrom stands by your side and also watches the children sleep.
"Now how in Naga's name did she get in there?" He mutters. You don't mind at all. A smile shows your amusement.
Lucina snoring away, much like her father, next to Morgan in the crib is priceless. When is this going to happen again?
"Frederick and Lissa have to see this!" You whisper.
"__________, wait!" Chrom whispers back.
You walk away in your pajamas with possibly the worst bedhead he has seen on you yet. "Well, don't get mad at me..." He shakes his head, smiling in defeat.
Morgan wakes up. Chrom's eyes meet his. He picks him up. Lucina awakens shortly after.
"Only you would. You're one crazy kid, Luci."
"No I'm not, daddy."
"In fact, I'm going to tell the whole town how crazy you are."
"Daddy, stoooop!!"
Morgan giggles.
- the end ♥
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//shamefully scribbled this in history class today
i saw some head cannons of chrom and frederick as gay dads raising a lil lucina and then i thought WHAT ABOUT BABY MORGAN.
i'm so sorry.
this is gonna be in my gallery now.
what have i done.
thanks for reading.
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So adorable!