I'm doing the Fire Emblem 100 themes challenge (search for it on Google). Basically, you draw/write 100 Fire Emblem pieces based on 100 themes that are provided. I'm drawing, but I had the urge to write a drabble for what I'd drawn, so here it is.
It's not a songfic, but…it is inspired by a song, I guess (Little Wonders, by Rob Thomas).
Anyways, please enjoy!
Fire Emblem is not mine.
"Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain"
It was the most useless he had felt in his entire life. What a failure of a child he'd been--none of his damn idiot books had told him that he wouldn't be able to ease her pain so easily. None of them told him that he wouldn't be able to make her screams, the screams he'd always feared he'd hear while she was on the battlefield now ringing painfully through his ears and through his heart.
Even at home, back in Etruria...he couldn't protect her.
He sat helplessly, his back to the wall. What if she died giving birth? What would he say he'd done--curled up into a little ball outside the room while his mother passed on? No, she wasn't his mother at all, he wasn't worthy to be the son of the former Mage General and his wife, he wasn't, he wasn't, he wasn't--
...an unfamiliar cry...That was the cry of a baby. Erk supposed it was human instinct when he raised his head and jumped to his feet.
"It's a boy!"
He found himself running into the room. The cries quieted. His pupil mused that Lord Pent had never had a giddier smile on his face as he held the little child.
The three figures, mother, father, and son--he felt like he was intruding. Reluctantly, he took a step back, moving to leave, as he wasn't really the child's--
"--brother, Erk. You're...a big brother now." Louise beamed. And quite literally, too--the woman glowed with happiness, even after the toll that childbirth had taken on her body. "Say hello to your big brother, Klein..." she said gently to the newborn.
He didn't know how or when it happened, but Erk looked down and he'd been handed a mass of wriggling, sobbing fabric and infant.
Erk couldn't help but smile at his little brother.
Thanks for reading; please review!