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Papa Dragon 1/2
Date: 2015-06-20 03:37 am (UTC)Tags: char: Lucia, char: Samuel, char: Hroar, char: Sophie, Eruke (a little girl I the in myself for cuteness), char: Argis the Bulwark, kink: family, kink: fluff
Finn sighed and looked down at her to see she had started crying. " I'm , I'm I in t-trouble?" She asked big eyes growing wet. Finn hugged her and reassured her she was not in trouble. Knowing he couldn't salvage the batter and that he had no flour left, he stood up and grabbed a can of baking powder and let her put three teaspoons into the sugar and flour mix.
That's when he heard Sophie crying. He turned worried and saw his oldest daughter holding her hand. He quickly hugged her and looked at her hand to see she had cut it good. He pulled her out into the hall, and grabbed some bandages from a healing kit, wrapping her hand before making his way back to the kitchen to make sure she got no blood on the fruit she was cutting. He almost cried when he saw what his youngest daughter had done.
Flour, sugar, and fruit was sprayed across the floor. And his daughter was crying, again. " I dropped it! I'm sorry, please don't ground me!" Finn rubbed his temples before announcing.
" No pancakes today I guess." Before saying "Eruke go play with your siblings while I clean this up." As she rushed out the door he grabbed the broom and started sweeping when Hroar ran into the room crashing into him. He stumbled back into a counter knocking down a variety of spice containers and desserts. He sighed and looked at his son.
" Sorry Pa, There's a visitor at the door." The boy said before running out again. Not bothering cleaning himself up, Finn walked to the door and stepped outside, and saw a courier standing by the stables. The boy who couldn't be older than 15 looked surprised for a moment before handing him a letter.
He glanced at it before stuffing it in an apron pocket. Turning to go back inside he saw the horse, he sighed and went over to feed and water it deciding it was easier than arguing with Sam later to do it. That's when he heard a crash. He whipped his head towards the house to see a window broken, and the sound of shouting filled the air.
He stood up quickly and ran into the house, sweet rolls littered the floor, and frosting stuck to his kids faces, plates, bowls, and tankards were knocked over and rolling on the ground. Goblets were shattered and chairs were knocked over. " STOP!!!!" He yelled.
All the kids turned, the older ones looking ashamed and the youngest, Eruke, had tears in her eyes, again. Finn slid down against the wall and started crying. He was physically and mentally exhausted, angry and upset, annoyed, and a storm of other emotions. He held his knees against his chest and breathed deeply trying to get ahold of himself.
His five children Lucia, Sophie, Hroar, Samuel, and Eruke all looked at him, surprised at what he was doing. Hroar looked around nervous before walking over and sitting down next to him before hugging his arm. His other children gathered around and hugged him too. Finn lifted his head and gave a slight smiled. His little smile turned into a grin when he heard the door slam open and a gruff voice call out,
"Where are my little warriors, and my dragon?"
The children scrambled to get up, while Finn just laid back his head tired. He closed his eyes and only opened them when he felt himself being pulled up. He gave a Cheshire Cat grin, and jumped up landing a kiss on his husbands lips. He looked into his beloved eyes and said.
"Argis, you clean up; I'm going to go take a long bath." Before heading to the lake. Aegis the Bulwark smiled, he would do anything for his favorite dragon.
Yes, through goofy antics, sticky hands, messes and disasters, the dragonborn would always love his children. Adopted or not they were his and anyone or anything that got in the way would pay for it. He would protect and love them unlike his own family did while they were young and vulnerable, and he would do so while they grew up into a group of hulking Nord's, while they started their own families, until he died; and even after he ascended into Sovngarde, he would love them.
OP!!
Date: 2016-05-19 03:30 am (UTC)