#if you see any errors in spelling or grammer. nuh uh you didn't /silly

[canine-teethed-sheets]

Canm,,,,, can you do a lil mini fluffy scene with,,,,, spilvercruz

taking this old, OLD req from chair (ty buddy) cause i cannot sleep rn (i am plagued by the Horrors™)

[ ship - spilvercruz // splice, silver and critter - @psycho-chair ]

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The bed was small for all four of them, with Splice and Silver on his sides and him holding Critter gently. Cruz huffs a quiet sigh in the lonely night, the moon's lightrays peeking through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room.

His mind was racing about.. many things. Some were his older life but mainly, it consists of his worry on his newfound family.

In the world they're in, vampires are still on the run, monsters are not exactly welcomed either. Just imagine on their reaction on a skeleton vampire. A silly thought, until you think what torture the hunters would do to them, if ever found.

Not to mention his.. ex-best friend, Faux is one of them. And, well, he's a vampire too but let's ignore the hypocrisy.

Cruz would twist and turn in the bed, but seeming as he is in a tight position between his partners and child, he instead lays motionless. Sweat slowly drips from his skull as the fan turns slowly.

Many worries cluttered in his mind. Sometimes he wonders if he even deserves to be here, or the two just happen to let him in for a while before casting him away. Like his old teammates did.

Critter churns a bit from her sleep, a small, sleepy eye peeking up to Cruz and makes eye contact.

" cru-cru, why're you awake?.. "

" ah, cru-cru's just.. restless tonight, no big deal, kid. "

" mmh.. i'm kinna thirsty, can we get some water? " Critter's words slurring together, but enough for Cruz to make out what she was saying.

" sure, let me just stretch out for the cup for you, yeah? ", he replies before doing so.

He had struggled a few times before managing to grab the water bottle resting calmly on their bedside table. With water in hand, Cruz opens the cap and gives the little soul to drink.

There were times when Critter would wake up in the middle of the night with her throat sore and dry. Usually, it was Splice to do the waking for himself. But now with the new family member, that is Cruz of course, Splice gets to rest up a bit.

He didn't know he was zoning out until he felt something touch the tips of his mouth. Critter had given back the bottle to him, it's just that she's nudging her father to drink as well. It seems like she was just worried that her cru-cru's throat might be dry as well.

To be honest, it kind of was.

Shrugging, he thanks Critter and takes a couple sips. By the time he was finished, the water in the bottle was half its volume left.

Seeing as both parties are hydrated enough, he placed the bottle back to where it stood and cuddled with Critter further. Critter, the sweet, small child she was, attempts to stifle her giggles, though some were let out uncontrollably.

As the moon shines once more, the little one had long slept, with Cruz looking at her with adoration.

He had went through many, many things. And in many universes, perhaps...

If this was his child and these are his partners...

Then he would not complain a little bit.

With happiness in his heart, he drifted off to slumber.

It won't be fun if he's tired on Critter's together hunt tomorrow.