Duck and Robin
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Duck son meets his baby sister.
Rated EVERYONE. There's, like, one line of brief implied sexual content, but it's pretty blink-and-you'll-miss-it. This is so fricking fluffy and sweet.
Things were okay.
Ferdinand was okay. Mamá and Babá and Papá were okay. But most of all, Ferdinand’s new baby sister, Robin, was okay.
Ferdinand flew up to perch on the edge of Robin’s crib. She was a tiny baby, even smaller than Ferdinand, and she had fluffs of head feathers that were the same color as Babá’s.
Ferdinand couldn’t help but beam with pride. He was a big brother now—un hermano mayor. He had a lot of important responsibilities now, like protecting Robin, or helping his parents with taking care of her.
"Ferdinand? It’s bedtime."
Babá was standing in the doorway, and Tía Vivi was right behind him. They both looked… sleepy. Sleepy, but happy.
"I’m going to stay up with Victoria so Winona can sleep. Why don’t we tuck you into bed—"
("No! I need to stay with Robin!") Ferdinand quacked. ("I need to protect her!")
Babá sighed and smiled. "But Babá is here to protect Robin. Ferdinand needs sleep."
Ferdinand flew down to the floor. ("But I want to help!")
Babá chuckled as he picked up Ferdinand. "All right, you can sit with me and help."
-
Babá had fallen asleep in the rocking chair, Tía Vivi coiled around him like a powerful guardian.
Ferdinand watched Robin from where he sat in Babá’s lap. He had to stay up all night so he could protect her from the dangers of the darkness, like monsters, or robbers, or… monster robbers…
-
Ferdinand woke up to the faint sounds of crying. Wait—woke up?! He had fallen asleep! What if someone had hurt Robin?!
Robin was weakly crying, but she was still in her crib. She hadn’t been kidnapped. But something was still wrong. Ferdinand jumped out of Babá’s lap, quacking to wake him up.
It worked! Babá woke up. And quicker than the wind, he was at the crib.
"Shh… Robin, eínai entáxei. Babá eínai edó. Babá eínai edó…"
Babá picked up Robin and held her in his arms as he sat back in the rocking chair. Tía Vivi circled around them, tail ready to strike any evildoers.
"It’s okay, Ferdinand," Babá whispered, "this is her scared cry; she’s just getting used to her new environment."
("Scared?!") Ferdinand ran back over to the chair. ("I need to protect her!")
The door opened. It was Papá!
"Steven," Babá sighed, "don’t tell me I was too loud. Now Winona’s going to wake up."
"No," Papá said. "I just coincidentally woke up when Robin was crying. Call it… paternal instinct."
Babá shook his head. "You think Winona has a maternal instinct like that?"
"Now what’s going on in here?"
Mamá appeared right behind Papá, along with Tía Rori. Babá shook his head playfully.
"Darling, shouldn’t you be asleep?" he asked.
"What about you?" Mamá responded. "Back at the hospital, you didn’t sleep for three nights straight."
"I’m not the one who was pregnant for seven months, went through labor, and gave birth."
"Hey, but you at least had a part in making the baby," Papá said. "If anything, I should be the only one awake."
Mamá hugged Papá. "That doesn’t make you any less of a parent. You're just as much a parent as me or Wallace."
Papá nodded. "I'll do my best to teach the kid about important parts of life... like rocks."
Mamá hummed for a bit. "Rocks... our baby's going to know so much about rocks. And birds. And oceans. And ducks."
She let go of Papá and walked over to Ferdinand.
"Ferdinand, let’s wash our wings. You’re going to hold the baby."
-
Mamá held Ferdinand as she knelt in front of Babá. Papá stood behind the rocking chair, holding the back. Tía Vivi and Tía Rori surrounded them. Ferdinand felt so safe and so loved. This was a good family. Robin was a lucky human-baby.
Mamá had told Ferdinand that babies couldn’t see very far, so she leaned forward so Robin and Ferdinand could see each other. When Robin’s eyes met Ferdinand's, she stopped crying and made cooing human-baby noises. She held out her hands towards Ferdinand’s, who took them in his wings.
("Hello, Robin! My name is Ferdinand! I’m so happy to be your big brother, and I’m so happy you’re a part of mi familia!")
Rated EVERYONE. There's, like, one line of brief implied sexual content, but it's pretty blink-and-you'll-miss-it. This is so fricking fluffy and sweet.
Things were okay.
Ferdinand was okay. Mamá and Babá and Papá were okay. But most of all, Ferdinand’s new baby sister, Robin, was okay.
Ferdinand flew up to perch on the edge of Robin’s crib. She was a tiny baby, even smaller than Ferdinand, and she had fluffs of head feathers that were the same color as Babá’s.
Ferdinand couldn’t help but beam with pride. He was a big brother now—un hermano mayor. He had a lot of important responsibilities now, like protecting Robin, or helping his parents with taking care of her.
"Ferdinand? It’s bedtime."
Babá was standing in the doorway, and Tía Vivi was right behind him. They both looked… sleepy. Sleepy, but happy.
"I’m going to stay up with Victoria so Winona can sleep. Why don’t we tuck you into bed—"
("No! I need to stay with Robin!") Ferdinand quacked. ("I need to protect her!")
Babá sighed and smiled. "But Babá is here to protect Robin. Ferdinand needs sleep."
Ferdinand flew down to the floor. ("But I want to help!")
Babá chuckled as he picked up Ferdinand. "All right, you can sit with me and help."
-
Babá had fallen asleep in the rocking chair, Tía Vivi coiled around him like a powerful guardian.
Ferdinand watched Robin from where he sat in Babá’s lap. He had to stay up all night so he could protect her from the dangers of the darkness, like monsters, or robbers, or… monster robbers…
-
Ferdinand woke up to the faint sounds of crying. Wait—woke up?! He had fallen asleep! What if someone had hurt Robin?!
Robin was weakly crying, but she was still in her crib. She hadn’t been kidnapped. But something was still wrong. Ferdinand jumped out of Babá’s lap, quacking to wake him up.
It worked! Babá woke up. And quicker than the wind, he was at the crib.
"Shh… Robin, eínai entáxei. Babá eínai edó. Babá eínai edó…"
Babá picked up Robin and held her in his arms as he sat back in the rocking chair. Tía Vivi circled around them, tail ready to strike any evildoers.
"It’s okay, Ferdinand," Babá whispered, "this is her scared cry; she’s just getting used to her new environment."
("Scared?!") Ferdinand ran back over to the chair. ("I need to protect her!")
The door opened. It was Papá!
"Steven," Babá sighed, "don’t tell me I was too loud. Now Winona’s going to wake up."
"No," Papá said. "I just coincidentally woke up when Robin was crying. Call it… paternal instinct."
Babá shook his head. "You think Winona has a maternal instinct like that?"
"Now what’s going on in here?"
Mamá appeared right behind Papá, along with Tía Rori. Babá shook his head playfully.
"Darling, shouldn’t you be asleep?" he asked.
"What about you?" Mamá responded. "Back at the hospital, you didn’t sleep for three nights straight."
"I’m not the one who was pregnant for seven months, went through labor, and gave birth."
"Hey, but you at least had a part in making the baby," Papá said. "If anything, I should be the only one awake."
Mamá hugged Papá. "That doesn’t make you any less of a parent. You're just as much a parent as me or Wallace."
Papá nodded. "I'll do my best to teach the kid about important parts of life... like rocks."
Mamá hummed for a bit. "Rocks... our baby's going to know so much about rocks. And birds. And oceans. And ducks."
She let go of Papá and walked over to Ferdinand.
"Ferdinand, let’s wash our wings. You’re going to hold the baby."
-
Mamá held Ferdinand as she knelt in front of Babá. Papá stood behind the rocking chair, holding the back. Tía Vivi and Tía Rori surrounded them. Ferdinand felt so safe and so loved. This was a good family. Robin was a lucky human-baby.
Mamá had told Ferdinand that babies couldn’t see very far, so she leaned forward so Robin and Ferdinand could see each other. When Robin’s eyes met Ferdinand's, she stopped crying and made cooing human-baby noises. She held out her hands towards Ferdinand’s, who took them in his wings.
("Hello, Robin! My name is Ferdinand! I’m so happy to be your big brother, and I’m so happy you’re a part of mi familia!")
