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Bucky Barnes X OC Ember

Note: Ember is my OC character for Marvel and is the daughter of Hades and Persephone. I also do not own anything here but my own OC I hope you enjoy!

They met in 1940, Sarah worked in a small flower shop in Brooklyn that James “Bucky” Barnes and Steve Rogers chose to pop into that one afternoon. When James saw her, he couldn’t fight the urge to talk to her. He asked her for her help with picking out flowers for his mom and all Steve could do was smirk at his friend for fumbling his words at first. After making their purchases and paying, she told James to let her know how his mom liked them when he could. A week late, he caught her on her way home and James offered to walk her. He grinned when her cheeks bloomed a soft pink against her fair skin as she accepted. As they walked, the pair got better acquainted and learned they had similar interests. Bucky started slowly falling deeper and deeper for her as he watched her enthusiastically talk about her childhood. Once at her doorstep, he chose to ask her out to dinner next weekend and was ecstatic when she said yes. Over the next year, dinner dates turned into dancing, beach trips, picnics in the park, even to a few movies,. They were very much in love, more than once Steve would hear his best friend tell him, his mother and his siblings about how she was the one for him and that he wanted to marry her. By December though, the young lovers’ plans made a drastic change. The U.S had entered the fight over and Germany and Bucky had been drafted. Soon he was being shipped off to Camp McCoy in Wisconsin along with the other young men in his regiment. The week before his departure was heartbreaking for them. H promised to come back to her after the war was won and to write to her every single chance he got. She promised to wait on him and to keep an eye on his family and Steve until he returned. She gave him a small, leather-bound journal to use and said it was an early Christmas gift. He smiled softly at her with tears in his eyes as he grabbed hers, a small necklace with her birthstone as the pendant. On the day of his departure, he huggled Steve, his mom and his siblings goodbye and when Sarah handed him his bags, he pulled his girl into a deep kiss and repeated his promise to her and told her he loved her. He watched out his train car window until they were all out of sight. Sarah waited a full year and a half but was sadly called back home by her father before her soldier’s return home. When James came home and she was gone, Steve gave him the letter she told him to give him which said how much she loved him and how she would be back in Brooklyn before he got back from the war, gave a new mailing address and a promise to be there when he got home.

Sarah had a secret, a secret she was terrified to tell James, and that was who and what she truly was. Her birth name was Ember, her parents were greek gods- Persephone and Hades. She did wish to tell James the truth as they were slowly talking about spending their lives together, even if it would’ve cost her his love. She returned to the Underworld realm due to her father being swamped with new souls and paperwork due to the war overseas in the mortal realm. She returned to Brooklyn in 1945, only to learn Steve had taken part in a military experiment and became Captain America only to crash a plane into icy waters and couldn’t be found and that Bucky- her Bucky- was gone. She mourned with his family and helped them however they needed her to until once again she was called to the underworld, to mourn on her own time.

Fast forward to 2011, now a member of S.H.E.I.L.D, being told by Director Fury that Steve was alive. He put her in charge of helping him when he woke up which didn’t go as planned. After calming her old friend down, she explained everything including what she was and why she never told Bucky. He assured her that he would’ve loved her no matter what. She longed to see him again to know if that was true, little did she know she would get that chance.

2014, she was just as shocked as Steve and Natasha to find Bucky not dead but brainwashed by H.Y.D.R.A. An ability she possessed was mind-reading and memory recovery which can only be used through direct contact with the person wishing to have their memories recovered. As Bucky- now the winter solider- went to grab her, she twisted his human arm behind his back and slammed him to the ground, before her hand could reach the back of his headache had flipped them around, grabbed her by the throat with his metal hand and was about to hit her when he was knocked over by Sam Wilson. She didn’t join Sam and Steve going against Bucky when they encountered the winter soldier on the Triskelion but did assist Steve in Romania when they finally tracked down his location.

Present time after the blip so much has changed. Sam is now the new Captain America and Ember and Bucky finally had a moment of peace to catch up. His memories were still hazy about her but he knew she was important to him. Each passing day he remembered her more and more, mainly as the girl at the flower shop and the girl he took to dinner a week or so after. He trusted her wholeheartedly and once learning what she was and of the powers she possessed, he trusted her even more. She didn’t shy away from him, she wasn’t scared of him even after their violent meeting again after almost 60 plus years, she sided with him against her other friends, and now that Steve had retired, he spent almost every day he could with her. He loved the city but for once he took his therapist’s advice and moved out of Brooklyn. Instead of living with Sam, he moved to Pennsylvania which was where Ember was. In a two-bedroom cottage in the rural part of the state with an attached Morticia Addams style conservatory that housed all matters of plant life, was where she settled. Buck lived in a studio apartment in the neighbouring town which was only a few minutes away from her however he felt as if he belonged beside her. The two shared a usual breakfast and sat at her kitchen island when more memories of her flooded his mind. By this time she had already told him the truth of who she was as well as her parents and they had even met Bucky. As she reentered the kitchen from watering a few of her plants, she saw the look on Bucky’s face and grew concerned, “ You alright, Buck?” His gaze rested on the pendant that was around her neck, “ I-I gave that to you. In 1941 before I had to leave for training, didn’t I?” He sounded scared almost. His memories of him and Steve had come back in droves after being woken from the cryostasis and with Shuri and the other Wakandan scientists help. His only memory of her was being the girl from the flower shop as well as her truth she told him after he was woken up and Bucky internally panicked thinking he messed something up somehow. “Yes. You gave it to me as an early Christmas gift because you wouldn’t be there. Bucky, an ability I have is memory recovery did Steve or Sam tell you that?” She spoke softly to him trying to ease his panic. When he said no she went on explaining what her ability could do. When she activated this ability, she could take someone into their own mind and show them the memories they oppressed or couldn’t remember. He stood slowly and walked to her side of the island and grabbed her hands, placing them on his cheeks, “I want to remember you. Please.” Ember studied his eyes for a moment before her hands glowed a soft blue. Suddenly, she and bucky were back in 1940’s Brooklyn and Bucky smiled, pointing out what places were still standing in the modern-day. The two took the path he and small Steve took every day until they spotted himself and Steve making their way home from work. A perk was nothing in your memory could be tainted so the pair followed through the crowd, not worried about getting caught. His hand instinctively grabbed hers as they followed young Bucky into the flower shop she worked at. Another perk was you could hear the person’s inner thoughts from that time so suddenly Bucky heard his voice talk about how pretty she was and he saw Ember’s cheeks turn that same soft pink again. Suddenly the memory shifted to him walking her home, asking her out to dinner, and a feeling of anxiety washed over them, ‘Bucky had been nervous about their first date’ she thought fondly. Memories played of them being in her apartment, of her meeting his family and the bear hug his mom gave her, Suddenly they were in his childhood bedroom with small Steve drawing away as Bucky got ready for another date with her, “ I’m telling you, Steve, she’s the one. I’ve never felt this way about someone before.” Small steve chuckled and told his friend that was the fifth time he’d told him that. Again the memory changed to Bucky at Sarah’s apartment, laying on the full bed she had, talking about the future as

she worked on a new yarn project. Present Bucky suddenly asked to stop and immediately the world changed back to their modern selves in her cottage. She went to let go of Bucky’s face, scared she’d done something wrong but he didn't let her go yet just had her back facing him. “ I fell in love with you quicker than I ever thought I could fall for someone. I remember going to the jewlery store to get your necklace that day and looking and engagement rings because I wanted to surprise you with a ring I had been eying fr months” there was a small pause,. “Why didn’t you tell me what you were back then?” His voice was soft as he turned her around to face him, slowing whipping the tears from her face, “ I-I didn’t know how. I-I thought you- you’d hate me or think I was lying or just some freak. When I finally wrote everything down the way I wanted to say it, you got drafted. I didn’t want you to hate me when you left. I wanted to make sure you were happy before you left.” She began sobbing, trying to shrink in on herself when he pulled her into him. “You really think that would’ve made me hate you? I mean it would’ve been a surprise, yeah but I fell in love with you for you not for what you are, that doesn't and didn't matter to me. I loved you then and I love you still.” Bucky suddenly felt very nervous, saying he loved her after decades apart wasn’t easy and letting people in wasn't easy for Bucky anymore, but he knew she was worth it still. He just hoped she felt the same way he did. He saw her fighting with her own brain, trying to think of how this would affect him now. He took her face in his hands and proposed something to her. Making new memories, a second first date and if after a few dates, they still wanted each other then they’d pick up where they left off. He saw her smile softly and it made his heart skip. Slowly leaning in, he kissed her softly, almost scared until she chose to deepen it. The memory of the first time they kissed popped into their heads along with all their other kisses. Pulling away he chuckled, genuinely happy again.

For once, he felt safe and at home.

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How Katsuki Bakugou would react to a crush/partner who knits/crochets

Warning: Swearing, it’s Katsuki there will always be swearing. 

                          When you first came to U.A, he would notice your knitting needles/crochet hook/ loom peaking out from your bag but said nothing, always focusing on himself and not the new kid he didn’t care for. As your time at U.A went on, he noticed you and it more. While you worked on your projects, your friends would gather around and ask how you could have so much patience and wanted you to teach them how to do it or make them something. Katsuki would view it as a waste of time, why would you waste your time knotting up yarn when you could be training your quirk or training your strength in general? Then came the holidays where almost everyone got some kind of knit/crocheted gift- mostly scarves except Todoroki who got a few book marks and covers as did Momo and they all matched their hero costumes at least in color- all except him. His gift was a vintage All-Might figure that even Deku didn’t have and some recipe books to help aide in hero training, not that he needed it but he did appreciate something he could get use out of as well as the All-Might figure that had to take you months of savings to get. The fact that everyone but him got something homemade irritated him, even Meneta got a homemade gift! What the hell! He couldn’t bring himself to be upset over the gifts you got him but he was jealous that more love and time was put into theirs and as much as he wanted to be mad he couldn’t be. What was wrong with him? Did he piss you off or were you just running too close to the holidays to finish his? Wait, why the hell did he care? He couldn’t deny he liked you, you weren’t very annoying, your quirk was pretty strong and you kicked ass during training. By the time April rolled around, he had forgotten why he was so pissed about not getting a handmade gift- although he was aggravated by the amount of guys asking you out during Valentine’s day but you had politely refused them much to their annoyance and his relief. 

                  During his birthday, he waited impatiently for you to give him a gift but you had left his party soon after he had started opening gifts after he cut his cake. He was upset. He’d never admit it but not getting a stupid gift from you during his dumbass party weird hair, soy sauce, Pikachu and racoon eyes threw for him, he wasn’t going to show you how hurt his feelings were. Soon he trudged his way up to his dorm room ready to crash for the night when he bumped into you. “ Katsuki! I’m so happy I bumped into you. Sorry I left early but I only just got your gift done. Here!” You excitedly held out a gift, wrapped in cheesy ‘Happy Birthday’ paper. He carelessly ripped open the paper to reveal his own scarf. Soft black yarn with red/orange X’s on the ends and a skull in the center like the one on his current shirt. “I’m sorry it took me so long to get you one. See, my papa was a support student here at U.A with a fabric/ yarn quirk and he was in charge of helping create the students hero suits. He works for a clothing designer that tries to make fabric for people who have strong ass quirks like yours that can damage clothes. this scarf is designed to not soak up your sweat and it can withstand your explosions!” You beamed at him so proudly, and for once the loud blond was speechless. After a beat, your smile fell, “ you hate it. Fuck! I knew this gift was-” “When’s your birthday!?” “W-what?” “ Your date of birth, dumbass. When is it? “ “(day,month)” “ Got it. I’m gonna make you the most badass gift you’ve ever seen those damn extras would never be able to live up to it!” You busted out laughing and Kastuki felt his heart race at the sound. He was falling for you and he didn’t know what to do about it. By the time your birthday rolled around, you had forgotten about his declaration until he plopped his gift on your lap. You ripped the paper open to reveal a knit/crochet hat, scarf and full sweater even you hadn’t mastered making yet and, as expected, everything was perfect and in the colors of your hero suit. You were elated and poor Katsuki almost lost his balance when you launched yourself at him in a hug. After the part calmed down, he visited your dorm to double check you really liked it all and you told him no one ever made you something handmade like that or even took the time to learn how to knit/crochet for you and he couldn’t help but feel proud of himself. That felt so long ago to both of you and you kept every gift since then. Now as pro/ part-time heroes, Katsuki and you spend your off time knitting/crocheting under the afghan you both created working on projects for the newest member of your family. 

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Kissing burns calories, wanna work out? Katsuki Bakugou x reader fluff

Warning: Bakugo’s swearing (like once but whatever)

            Workouts were never that fun… at least to you, ( if you are a person who enjoys working out and enjoys Bakugo ignore this), but your hot and explosive boyfriend of eight months wanted to get a good workout in before you both went to lazy around the rest of the day and get ready for your date night tomorrow so here you were in the indoor gym watching he, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero squared off in the centre of the room for hand to hand combat while you and Mina caught up closer to the back of the room while doing your own workouts. After about an hour or so and two bottles of water later between you and Mina, you continued to watch the boys with Mina. To be honest, you were only half-listening to Mina as she talked about a new concept she was thinking about for her hero costume, you were too busy ogling at your shirtless boyfriend and biting your lip when you smirked when he did. Your moment though as short-lived when he went to grab a drink and Sero tricked him, turning into a combustible mummy as a joke before he got the brunt force of Katsu’s punch. Mina giggled at you for admiring your boyfriend who had gained, somehow, more muscle and his nitroglycerin sweat sheened off his body. Before long the called it a day and you were walking with Mina to the showers when you heard Boomboy call you, “ Hey, dumbass, I’m not done working out yet and I need you with me to finish up in my room.” Mina giggle and nudged you suggestively at the statement as you rolled your eyes at her and walked to Katsuki.  You weren’t surprised he wasn't done training, it was almost nonstop with him but if he wanted to become the number one hero then you were going to support him in any way you could, even if he claimed it annoyed him. You were surprised he wanted to finish in his room though and your little perverted mind got the better of you when you thought back to Mina’s cheekiness. He swung a sweaty arm around your waist and you jokingly ewed before walking into the elevator to get to his room. Over the course of the eight months, you got used to his attitude, even shooting back a few times, kissing was the one thing you never could get used to with him. The term, ‘ burning passion’ was an understatement when it came to even the smallest peck with him, considering he never did anything half-assed, that also meant kissing you and taking your breath away. He teases you relentlessly with how pink or red your face got with the kisses he’d give you, though secretly he found it adorable. Once in his dorm room, you asked what other workouts he needed to do. He shrugged off his shirt and tossed it into the dirty laundry hamper before he began to stretch again. “ Push-ups, princess, and a few things of sit-ups so I need you to help me with those by holding my feet.” Chuckling, you muttered another ew when he slipped off his sneakers. “Hey, my feet don’t stink idiot!” You just grinned as he got in the position for situps after you slid off your shoes too. He leaned forward after you held onto his ankles and leaned his forehead up against yours before deeply kissing your lips. He teasingly nipped once at your bottom lip before pulling away all too soon, “Every time I come up from the floor, I expect a kiss, got it?” He smirked. You smiled softly and nodded, ignoring the warmth in your cheeks as he leaned back. As promised, every time he sat up you met his lips, smirking all the while. Every kiss though had its own level of intensity, as everything did with him, and he lengthened the kisses. Before long, he leaned up one last time before he began to deepen the kiss and placed you under him on his bedroom floor. He then got into a push-up position and pulled away. His husky voice and tinged cheeks pulled you back into reality from the kiss. “When I come down, I expect a kiss, you tease.” You rolled your eyes and softly smiled again as he pushed up and came back down, catching your lips in his. Every time you kissed, the kiss got deeper and deeper until he gave up working out just to kiss you. After pulling apart for a second to sit up, you got an idea and crawled onto his lap and slipped your arms around his broad shoulders, smiling mischievously and Katsuki recognised it immediately, “Hey, what’s going on in that dumbass brain of yours? Why’d you stop kissing me?”

You grinned, “ You know Kastu, kissing can burn up to two calories a minute.”

He tched, annoyed already with your teasing, “So what?”

You bit your bottom lip and stared with half hooded lids, leaning in and teasingly brushing your lips across his as you spoke, “Wanna work out?” You raised a brow innocently. He smirked widely and hoised you up before plopping you on his bed a little roughly before climbing on top of you and you began to finish your ‘workout’. 

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Arthur and Alfred

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It was a semi-normal day at World Academy. Everyone was in their clubs by this time and many were bustling for the up and coming end of the school year dance. It wasn’t a normal dance but it was enough to have everyone bustling with excitement, friends and couples coordinating outfits and rides, and for some to hopefully ask out their long-time crush. Speaking of crushes, poor Alfred F. Jones has been crushing on his old friend Arthur Kirkland for a very long time. The blond-haired brit was as oblivious as could be by his best friend’s growing crush on him and began to think nothing of it until Alfie’s sister decided to ask him what he thought of him. Sarah had a small tendency to meddle but this situation was entirely different for poor Alfie was too embarrassed to ask Artie out to the dance because he always made the joke he and Artie were nothing more than close friends and could never be anything else- but Sarah saw past that to the big twinkle in Alfie’s eyes when Artie smiled followed by a cute blush and watched with a bucket when Artie would offer the always hungry American some food he created from home economics that Alfie always ate, or tried to, just to see Arthur smile. It had been a few months since he realised his feelings towards his best friend was really romantic feelings- something Alfie only felt once or twice in his twenty-sum years of life- and he felt so conflicted because of the cliche thing of falling for your best friend but the poor boy soo accepted that his stupid heart clung to the brit for dear life. This is where his meddlesome sister Sarah came into the mix. She was friends with Artie and knew for a long time he went both ways when it came to sexuality- she even once had a thing for him until she met her current boyfriend Ludwig and their brother Matthew began dating his older brother Gilbert - she knew her way into a German boys heart how hard could a British boy’s be, right? Right? Wrong. Artie was about as thick as Mattie’s maple syrup so any small hints she dropped about Alfie liking him flew over his head until she chose a desperate route- attempting to get them alone together to confess. Alfie wasn’t as confident as he let on so Sarah helped him buy making Artie’s favourite meal and buying his favourite flowers- any traditional British dish and a bundle of velvety, red roses. By some miracle, Artie also had the same Idea because he showed up to Alfred, Matthew, and Sarah’s little apartment with burgers and also a bundle of roses which were a soft pink, matching poor Alfie’s blush. The friends confessed their love for each other and the weeks following up to the dance, they tried to hold hands, for Alfie to wrap his arm around Artie’s shoulders, even gave Arthur his prised letterman’s jacket to wear on an unusually brisk morning. At the dance, they showed up in casual clothes as did everyone and happily danced the night away and ended it with a cute first kiss that the meddlesome sister and their Japanese friend Kiku managed to snap on their phones and gushed to them afterwards. Alfie chose to post the photo using the tag # what_a_way_to_end_a_school_year.

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Stein’s daughter

My apologise if you believe Professor Stein is OOC in this story.  Also like many of my posts, this is an OG character I created to immerse myself into the world Soul Eater. If you’d like to see X Reader stories they will come I promise. Obviously, I don’t own Soul Eater I only own the characters I created to represent me and my weapons. Love you all!  

   Dr Franken Stein had a rough childhood. Combining the issues he had with his longing to dissect with how doctors who tried to ‘fix him’ would poke and prod him, it’s safe to say he wasn’t too happy with the way his childhood turned out. He was slightly jealous when he found out his ex-weapon partner-Spirit Albarn- was not only getting married but having a child on the way as well. Stein had many concerns about having a child and getting married: could he have found anyone to deal with him and his oddities? What about the madness within him that causes the need for dissecting, would he pass it on to his children? What if one day he did something to the child? Or his partner? He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he did. One way to fill the small void he had since he was scared to father a child and be a spouse was to choose one or two days a week to go to Death City’s orphanage where he would teach the older children- the younger ones, around 4 or so years old feared him- about animals he’s dissected or told stories of his old missions when he was at the DWMA as a student. These children looked past his stitches, his scars, and the screw/bolt protruding from the side of his head, and saw a scientist that made teaching fun for them. A couple of nurses that cared for said children were a bit unsure of Stein but the children adored him. One nurse, who oversaw new babies from a couple of months to 3 years, formed a friendship with Stein and he assisted her in preparing the food and formulas for the infants and toddlers at the Orphanage. On a sunny day in August, Stein’s life was about to change. The morning of the 27th of August in 1998, the orphanage welcomed its first-week old baby in 10 years. The small baby girl had been left on the doorstep at about 2 AM and the head nurse rushed to the door upon hearing the rapid knocking. They immediately fed the girl bottled formula, weighted her, took her temperature and swaddled her. Upon the infant nurse returning for her shift at around 5 AM, she immediately began round the clock care for the baby after the head nurse told her everything and even had the assistance of a pair of fraternal twins- Rocky and Roxy Takahashi, four-year-old, black-haired, green-eyed cuties who lost their parents to a kishin, took turns keeping an eye on baby girl, reading to her, and keeping watch on her as she slept soundly during naptime. On this day during his weekly visit is when Stein first sees the small infant, only 6 pounds but very healthy, wispy blond hairs already on her head, sleeping soundly in her crib in a light purple sleeper, Stein attempts to not wake the baby up as he converses with her nurse on her health and how she came to be in the orphanage this day. Rocky and Roxy also decided to move into the room with the baby to keep an eye on her at night, attaching themselves to her quickly, treating her like they would their own baby sister and Stein smiled slightly at the sight of the twins playing with the baby girl. Nearly a month passed and the baby girl was growing steadily, was happy and healthy, babbling happily to her friends and caregiver, and had still somehow had not been named. The twin children argued back an forth over what to name the infant girl, the caregiver just chuckled before ushering the rowdy 4-year-olds out for the baby’s nap and they stopped upon seeing Stein watching them interact again with the baby as the nurse slowly put her to bed. To stop the twins bickering, Stein suggested a simple name for the baby girl that he felt the twins would agree on: Sarah, Hebrew for lady, princess, and noblewoman. The baby had been such a sweet baby since she came to the orphanage she deserved a name as such since the twins called her their Princess anyway, also it was a name Stein liked. The girl just seemed like a Sarah. They immediately loved it and made certain to tell the baby her name once she awoke.Over a course of eight months, Sarah began to crawl, tugging herself up at times on her crib, a pants leg, or with the helping hand of her caregiver and the twins. She was slowly learning to walk with the help of Roxy and Rocky holding her hands and walking behind her. Aside from her being a little small, she was exactly where she should be in development. Overall, she was a happy, cheerful, sweet baby girl. By June 1999, she was walking even better, holding herself on the wall or holding onto her caregiver’s pants leg and waddling beside her around her room- they didn’t let her explore much except her room and the hallway outside it- and Stein still watched the baby girl develop from a distance, worried his appearance would scare her as it did the other younger children. He didn’t understand why he was drawn to the infant and worked so hard to make sure she was developing properly, conversing with the caregiver when she would get sick or have a rash or wouldn’t eat some foods. Stein knew better than to believe he could adopt a child, to care for and father them, what if he scared them once they saw his tendencies? What if he snapped and hurt them? He had a couple of friends that would assist him in raising a child for he had spoken about it many times to them, wanting an outsiders opinion on if he would ever be a decent father. Marie Mjolnir and Sid Barrett both said they would assist him when he needed them to. A young Sid was already partially caring for a baby boy named Black☆Star who had been found by him on a mission almost a year prior and he said several times how if Stein adopted the girl how sweet it would be if she and Black☆Star would be friends later in life. Stein had to admit, he did find himself drawn to the small child even after years of saying he wouldn’t be good enough to be a father. He tried to converse with her caregiver about her progress and the two adults remained unaware of the infant waddling slightly back from her spot from the corner of the hallway where her twin friends were attempting to get her to walk towards them. Sarah caught sight of Stein and proceeded to waddle towards the stranger she saw many times but never really met. The twins watched as the blonde, little girl waddled her way up to be near Stein, her summer dress swished slightly with every uneven step she took with her chubby baby legs towards her desired destination which was towards the person she knew of but never saw who conversed still with her caregiver unknowing of the baby they spoke of waddling/walking straight towards them. Her caregiver noticed Sarah first but pretended to not notice as she waddled closer to Stein, Roxy and Rocky giggling from the end of the hall. Stein still talked for a moment before feeling a soft tug on his lab coat. Looking down, he met the baby browns of the child he had been meaning to avoid in fear of scaring her as he did all other young children. His green-grey eyes widened and he stiffened, waiting patiently for baby Sarah to begin crying or wailing at his stitches, his bolt/screw, or his towering height but what he got next shocked him more than anything. Sarah reached up with her chubby baby arms and made grabby hands, a sign she wanted to be picked up...by Stein. He slowly relaxed and slid down to the floor, hesitantly, before she surprised him again by clamouring onto his lap and grasped onto his shirt. Her baby hands examined his own, his clothes and his face and hair as she did with everyone she found interesting and she didn't know it but Stein’s heart began to melt. She touched his mouth, his chin, his nose, his glasses- which he then took off to keep them from accidentally being broken- then her hands made their pathway towards his hair. Again, he braced for a scream or crying, instead, he found baby Sarah place a small hand on the screw/bolt and cocked her head to the side at it. Stein smiled softly and reached up to turn it and Sarah grinned and clapped at hearing a slight click click click from the turning. She grinned and babbled cutely, showing her newly grown bottom teeth and she too tried turning the bolt only to find her baby hands weren’t strong enough. Noticing her confused head tilt again, Stein reached up to twist it again and her face lit up. To get her mind off the screw/bolt, Stein held out his hand to her to examine and she happily did so. She continued to play with his hands, his jacket, she’d trace her fingers around his nose, eyes, scar, and babble happily, even speaking a few real words here and there she had been learning. Stein smiled softly at the baby in his arms, relaxing as she continued memorising him. He continued to talk to her caregiver who had sat beside him and was joined by the twins. She grinned when Sarah began to cuddle into Stein’s shirt as he held her in a large hand as she gripped his finger tightly. He completely relaxed and smoothed her hair away from her closed eyes and she mumbled quietly, did she just say, papa? Soon she was sound asleep, snuggling into his shirt and mumbling softly. Her nurse chuckled, “ You’re really great with her. And she seems awfully attached to you. Have you made up your mind about adopting her?” Stein gaped at the woman, “Me? Adopt her? No, no I couldn’t. Not only is my lab completely unsafe for a baby or a kid in general but I doubt I would be a very good father.” His face fell slightly, imagining all the bad things that could happen to the innocent child. Sarah’s caregiver placed a tender hand on his shoulder, “ Come now, Stein. You’d be an amazing father. Look at everything you’ve done for the older children- teaching them, getting them interested in science and animals- also everything you’ve done for Sarah. You’ve helped with formula’s when she wasn’t liking the previous one, you helped make a salve for her diaper rash since store bought didn’t work on her, you’re attached to this baby and I can tell she’s attached to you.” “ But what if something happens? I mean, I would never intentionally hurt her, but my mind…” The caregiver softly smiled. “Then bring in a trusted friend. Caring for a child could be an experiment for you two as caring for any child would be. You can baby proof a certain section of your home for solely her and not let her past that area and have your friends assist you in helping care for her. The choice is entirely yours but,” she glanced down at the little baby, “ I believe someone already made up her own mind.” She chuckled at the infant resting happily in the scientist's hand. He pondered on for a bit on the what ifs. What if he did adopt this girl? Would he be a good parent? Could he provide a happy home for her? A safe home? Could he really be able to do it so simply? Study how to raise a child and asking Sid and Marie for help? What if something went wrong? What if he couldn’t keep his dissecting thoughts from her? Or worse what if he completely lost it. Soon he chose to go home, after unlatching the infant from her strong grip on his finger and shirt, he phoned Marie and Sid to come over for a talk to weigh the pros and cons for raising her or any child. During their meeting, Marie offered to stay with Stein for a bit to help him raise the child if he chose to adopt her and Sid offered to take her to school with Black☆Star, have play dates and such to assist in her development. Both friends swore to assist Stein in his choices no matter what. On that note, Stein wrote a list of pros and cons which by the end the pros outweighed the cons and he finally made up his mind. With Sid and Marie’s help, the babyproofed a section of the Patchwork Lab: every doorknob, corner, outlet, put a big lock on is lab and cleared out three side rooms for her beside his bedroom. Each room was baby proofed and he labelled each room for different things such as her bedroom, a playroom, and a library/study. Stein, with Sid’s help since he was assisting in raising a baby Black☆Star, helped create a feeding chart and Stein made a chart for when she would get older so she would have a routine she could adapt to in case he was called on a mission- which was rare but could still happen and would ease whoever kept an eye on her then. Marie went out and bought everything a baby would need: diapers, clothes, changing pad, blankets, burp cloths, a new crib, a playpen, a carrier, towels, baby bottles, a stroller, and many many stuffies and toys to amuse Sarah. By the next morning, Stein began the long path to adopting the baby girl filled with home studies and paperwork. He would go visit Sarah every day and personally assist her in learning to balance herself, helping her with her words, he even quit smoking to get the better chance of her actually being adopted by him. This went on for three whole months until all the paperwork and home studies were done. By the end of September, Stein had a daughter. Upon entering her new home, Stein and her caregiver agreed to a trial period. He had one week to see if he could handle a one-year-old and if he couldn’t, his would giver her back to the orphanage and gift all he and Marie had purchased to her to keep. The twins were saddened by not being able to see their younger friend but they were happy when Stein told them he or Marie would come to get them every weekend to bond with Sarah that way she would never forget them. Stein had given the baby girl a few gifts that were more scientific, like a stuffed frog she could “dissect” by taking apart the velcro straps on its torso and insides, he had hand knitted sweaters for her and a few blankets, even stitched little doll figures that looked like her, Stein, Sid, Marie, Rocky, Roxy, and her caregiver. Her favourite was the one that resembled Stein and she slept with it in her new crib in her new home beside her new papa who had set up a cot in her room to keep watch on her first few nights. Sarah slept soundly in her new home and grew steadily. By her fourth birthday, they found out she was a meister and that the twins were weapons. Around the same age, she had begun to question why she didn’t look like her papa and Stein had told her the truth, “ Yes, darling. We don’t look a bit alike, do we? But that doesn’t matter, little one. Because you chose me to be your papa that day when you were a baby and I knew you were my darling daughter. Nothing and no one will ever change that. Stein didn’t enrol Sarah into school instead Marie came and would teach her and she trained with Sid and Stein to get physically and stronger on her own before she became meister to a weapon partner. Sarah grew into a loving both the normal things any child would as well as having a growing curiosity about life to the point of her assisting her papa in his scientific studies. Miss Marie would take her to meet with Sid and Black☆Star where he boasted several times about wanting to surpass Lord Death and stated that when Sarah finally joined the DWMA with him, he’d challenge her to their first duel. By the time Sarah became of age to bond with a weapon, she bonded with both Rocky and Roxy which explains why they bonded so quickly at the orphanage. Poor Stein had to get Marie to help the year prior when Sarah got her first period and he didn’t want to embarrass her by having that whole talk. By age fourteen, the trio had gone on many missions to collect Kishin souls as requested by Lord Death even if they weren’t students of the DWMA yet. Sarah chose to postpone her studies at the DWMA for a little while longer since she was learning about her papa’s evils and he confessed to only feeling calm with her or Marie home with him. Marie still taught Sarah and she learned to bend her own wavelength to heal as well as having papa’s ability to use it as a defence without a weapon and learned that the twins had multiple weapon forms which Sarah could easily wield. She made tremendous progress and not once did she lose her love of life and sense of freedom. Stein couldn’t have been a prouder father, however; he was scared for when she would enrol into the DWMA which was now also a college for older children who wished to have further teachings. Would she be ridiculed for being his child even if it wasn’t biologically? Would she be ashamed? Would she still be happy? There was one way to find out. Byt the morning before her next mission, he enrolled her into the DWMA at the age of nineteen. When she returned home she would be a student.