It was a cold night in Camelot, the king was just coming back from visiting his sister Lancelot turned to the principal door as he heard it open, he noticed something in Arthur's arms, he tried to look at it without the king noticing, but he failed, the king looked at him and chuckled, then he bended over and called him.
"Come here Lancelot" he said with calm and gentle voice.
"Yes, my king".
The knight aproached him and looked down to what he had on his arms, it was a bulky red quilt, obviously it was covering something, Lancelot turned his eyes to Arthur, who inmediatly uncovered the bulky thing. The hedgehog's eyes opened in surprise, they looked like ovals, he never would imagine that what was on the king's arms was a newborn baby.
"Lancelot" Arthur interrumpted the silence.
"Yes my king?" Lancwlot answered lifting his head to meet Arthur's gaze.
"This baby is my nephew, Gawain" he continued.
"I see..." Lancelot turned to the baby again.
"And I need you to take care of him"
Lancelot just looked shocked to his king, he really never tought about being a baby-sitter, he opened his mouth to protest, but quickly shuted it. Arthur streched his arms to allow his knight to hold the baby, Lancelot took the babya little hesitant, and Arthur placed the little red echidna on his arms, carimg to not awake looked at him again, he was so little, so cute, so fragile.
The baby must felt Lancelot's heavy gaze, because he started to wake up, he was closing his arms harder, but then he opened them quickly, he stared at Lancelot with his purple/violet eyes for a moment, Lancelot tought that he'll start crying, it wouldn't be the first time that he scares a baby, but for Lancelot's surprise, the little thing laughed and streched his arms to reach the kinght's holded the red boy on his hands and he finally booped his nose, Lancelot pulled away his head and moved his nose by the feeling, he wanted to tell the child to stop, but the little one cuddled on him and fell asleep again.
In that moment Sir Percival entered to the room and saw the baby. "Oh,Lancelot! Is he yours?!".
"No he is not, isthe King's nephew".
"Oh, I see, so where are the parents?".
"The mother is sick, and the father is on war". The king interrupted.
"I understand..." She looked at the baby. "May I..."
"Oh, sure".
Saying this Percival took the baby on her arms."So cute!" she said.
"Well if you like him so much then take care of him while I'm gone please".
"Wha- but where are you go-" and the door closed.
"What's his problem?" Percival then looked at the child, who was waking up, bit instead of staying calm he started crying, they tried to calm him down but he started to cry louder.
"WAAAAAAAAHHHH!"