"This is simply dreadful..." Carla griped, barely audible over the loud claps of thunder. Wendy giggled in response.

"We're almost home, Carla, don't worry."

An older Wendy Marvell and her Cat Friend, Carla, were rushing through the streets of Magnolia, attempting to get to their house before they drowned in the buckets of rain that were pouring down. Thankfully Carla had planned ahead and brought an umbrella, but it felt like it would collapse due to water weight any second! The rain wasn't Cold, but it was still uncomfortable, due to the amount. Wendy wanted in as quick as possible. Then, a sound got her attention. It sounded like...sobbing. Blinking, she sniffed the air. Beneath the heavy rainfall, she smelled...blood?! That iron-like scent meant extreme trouble. She had to find the source of this! She rushed out from under the umbrella, surprising her exceed friend immensely. "W-Wendy, what on Earthland are you doing?! You'll catch cold!"

Wendy didn't bother, too busy dashing towards the sound. It was becoming increasingly difficult to catch its trail... But eventually, she came to it. Her eyes widened. "Oh my goodness..." She breathed. There, before her was a little boy. He was TINY and frail as a twig...And he was curled up in a ball, shaking and crying, his sobs audible through the heavy downpour.

Without a second thought she ran over to him and snatched him up, dashing away as fast as possible to try to find her apartment. The area was almost completely dark, and she had to act fast. Carla had caught up with her at that point, and the umbrella was held over her head. "Wendy, what in the world happened?" She didn't respond, busy dashing to her apartment which was now in sight. She busts open the door and ran up the stairs as fast as was humanly possible. Carla had caught a glimpse of the little boy, and her eyes widened. She said nothing. Wendy grabbed a log or two, and threw them into the fireplace, setting the kid down and grabbing a match near the fireplace. As she prepared everything, Carla floated down next to the boy and studied him. "Oh...oh my..." Carla gasped, seeing his black eye and broken nose. She looked over to Wendy, who had just finished lighting the fireplace. The bluenette looked downright relieved. She rushed back to the sofa the boy was sitting on and grabbed him, setting him down near the fire. Now that the adrenaline of the situation had faded, Wendy sighed deeply as she inspected the boy. He didn't seem to have even noticed he was in a new area!

"Little boy...?" she asked, giving him a shake

Then, his head snapped up. "H-Huh...?" He looked confused for a moment, then looked scared out of his wits.

He tried to rush away from Wendy, but slipped and hit his head on the floor, which was hardwood. Wendy clasped her hand to her mouth and gasped before snatching him up and cradling him like a baby. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?" He whimpered in response, and she gave him a sympathetic glance. "...Carla, can you go get the first aid kit please...?" Carla flew off, and Wendy rocked him back and forth. "Don't be scared." She cooed softly, running her fingers through his hair. "I'm not gonna hurt you...I want to protect you." He shook his head and returned to trembling. The pretty blue haired lady was probably lying... But then...her smile...Her smile was so warm and tender... She...she looked nice enough...maybe she WAS nice... He decided to be bold and test it. He snuggled closer to her, eyeing her warily. Wendy giggled and hugged him a little closer. "Aww...There, see? I would NEVER hurt you." She cooed, poking his little tummy. He let out an Eep! And jumped a bit. "Oh, be careful..." Wendy whispered. "I don't want to drop you."

Harry nodded and locked up instantly. "Sorry...You can hit me if you want..."

Wendy was taken aback. "W-What?"

"I...I have to be hit. I have to be punished because I'm a freak. So...It's okay if you do it."

Wendy stayed still for a moment before tears sprung to her eyes. "...No...No!" She exclaimed. "You're NEVER gonna be hit! Never again!" Harry flinched at the volume of her voice. She put her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry..." She squeaked. She hugged him once more, rocking him around. "I'm sorry I scared you...I didn't mean it."

"I-It's ok...y-you...d-don't have to apologise..." He whispered.

"No, I do." Wendy whispered. "You're a sensitive little thing...I have to be gentle with you."

"N-No...be mean..." He persisted.

Wendy sniffled and buried his face into his hair. "I won't do that...Never..."

"Y-You have too!" He said, louder.

Wendy gently put her hand over his mouth. "Shhh..." She said, patience clear in her tone. "No I don't. And I'm not going to. That's final...Okay?" He pouted, and let out a little noise of protest. Wendy smiled sadly. "Why are you so mean to yourself? I really don't like it..."

"I-I'm s-s'posed too..." He said.

"No...Please stop. It's all wrong. ALL wrong." He stubbornly shook his head. Wendy gave him her best smile. "Please? For me?"

"F-For...you?" He asked.

"Yes..." Wendy replied softly. "Do it for me."

He stares for a minute before nodding. "Okay...Just for you..."

Wendy giggled and hugged him close. "Aw, you're so sweet." She cooed, nuzzling his cheek.

He blushed and was pecked on the head. Then, Carla arrived. "Wendy! I finally found it!"

"Hurry!" She replied. Carla placed the first aid kit on the counter and Wendy threw it open. She found some cleaner and a cotton ball to clean his cuts. He flinched at the stinging sensation. She stroked his head. "I know...But it will help you, okay?"

"K-Kay..." He whimpered.

Wendy smiled. "Don't worry. Once the stinging goes away, you'll feel better than ever." He whimpered as she wiped him once more. Carla brought an Ice Pack that she handed to Wendy. Instantly, the pack was on Harry's little eye. Harry was surprised that the pack felt...incredibly soothing. He relaxed as he started to feel different...a better, good different. He liked the pretty blue haired woman. She was being nice. He got yet another hug, and he let out a happy noise. Wendy absolutely melted at the little smile on his face. "Aww...cute." She laughed. Carla smiled at her friend's interactions with the boy. Wendy had always had a soft spot for kiddies... Even when she was just a child herself! She happily giggled and adjusted the little boy to a sitting position so he could see the fire and really feel it. He snuggled close to her, seemingly preferring the warmth of her body to the fireplace. Then, a LOUD clap of thunder was heard outside; His eyes widened, he froze up, before suddenly crying again and trembling, diving towards Wendy's bosom. Wendy gasped and held him gently. "Aw...Scared of the storm?" She said softly, stroking his hair. He whimpered and nodded, seeing another flash of lightning, followed by yet another thunderclap. Now he was latching on tightly to her shirt and burying his face into her chest. She rocked him back and forth, whispering soothing things in his ear. "Shh...It's okay, it can't hurt you in here..." He sniffled and relaxed slightly... And then a third clap of thunder occurred. Harry hugged her tighter, whimpering. Wendy just gave him a sad smile and stroked his hair. "Shh..." she whispered, kissing his head. He leaned close into the contact, tearing up. Wendy laughed, kindly. "You like kisses, don't you?"

Harry nodded slowly and hesitantly. "Th-They feel nice..."

"Do you want some more?" she asked. Harry nodded eagerly. She happily kissed his forehead, then gave him a deep squeeze. Harry thought he was with an angel! A pretty pretty angel...he happily stayed as close to her as possible. There were no more claps of thunder...or if there were, they just didn't notice. They stayed close together, until her grandfather clock chimed Ten times. Wendy turned to look at it." Oh...Is it that late already?"

Carla mentioned, "we got back at 9..."

"Oh..." Wendy mumbled. "We should probably eat something, huh?"

"F-Food?!" He asked, louder. Then he covered his mouth. "Sorry..."

"No no! I can tell you need food..." Wendy reassured.

"Oh...Okay..." Harry replied softly. She cooed, then carried him to her small kitchen. He was very clingy. He was clinging so tightly to her dress it felt like it would rip. She didn't mind. It was really, REALLY cute. This kid was just perfect... She just HAD to give him another kiss! So she did. Right onto his cheek! He ate it up and was putty in her hands.

He would simply melt, blushing and laying against her happily. Wendy adored it. She had to release him however, putting him on the counter and turning to make dinner. He was content to just sit and watch with a small smile. She grabbed some ramen and put it off to the side. Reaching into a cabinet, she grabbed a small pot, then went to the sink to fill it with water. It wasn't much, but it would have to do for the night. She let it boil on a stove, set the Ramen in it, then hugged the boy again. "Supper should be ready soon." She said softly.

"K-Kay..." He replied. His voice was so small and cute!

Wendy ruffled his hair gently. He laughed at the affectionate gesture and watched as Wendy stirred. It was just like how he cooked! Soon there was a nice hot bowl in front of him. Just like he had made for the Dursleys that one time! He looked at it, and felt his tummy rumble. He looked back at the woman who had made it, and she gave him a nod. "Go ahead. It's for you." She cooed softly. Harry tried picking up the noodles...with a spoon... He felt incredibly discouraged when they kept slipping off the spoon. He heard a bemused giggling, and looked to the lady holding out a fork for him. "Here, try this!" She chirped kindly. He took it and poked at the noodles again. They slipped off...but then the woman took his hand and spun the fork around, catching the noodles. "There you go. Try it like that!" She explained gently.

He raised them up...and they didn't slip! He giggled happily and gained a proud look. He turned and smiled at Wendy. "I did it!" He said happily. "I did it all by myself!" Wendy decided to let him have this. After all, he was a suffering little boy... He then decided to try it by himself for real this time. He put the fork in, then spun it in a circle, with both hands, adorably. When he pulled it out, he had the noodles all wrapped up on the fork. His eyes widened, and he got a huge smile on his face. "Look! Look, I really did it all by myself this time! See?"

"I do! Good job!" She cooed, kissing the side of his head happily.

He giggled, feeling really, REALLY good about himself. He happily continued eating as thoughts ran through his head. 'I'm not useless! I can eat food with a fork!'

He could cry he was so overjoyed. He stuck to just eating his yummy noodles though. They tasted SO good... He liked the pretty woman. She gave him yummy food. Therefore, he wanted to stay with her. But surely she didn't want him freaking up her house. So he finished his bowl, slid off the counter, and gave her leg a hug. Wendy smiled and picked him up under his armpits. "Aww...you're welcome little guy.." She cooed. Then she kissed him right on the nose. Only to find him blushing madly. She giggled and pinched his cheek gently. He blushed and hid inside her shoulder. She giggled and patted his head. "Aw...So shy..."

She carried him off towards her bedroom, but then he tried to escape. "Um...I...I should probably leave now...You did a lot of good stuff for me, but-"

"Nope!" she exclaimed, carrying him into the bedroom.

"But-"

"You're not going anywhere."

"B-But i've-" he tried protesting, but was shushed.

"You're too little to be out there all alone." She cooed. He whimpered and nodded, tears filling his eyes. She was letting him stay! Wendy giggled and poked his nose gently. "Now...let's get you all nice and snuggly in bed!"

Carla was just watching them interact with a bemused smile on her face. "Aww...Wendy's such a softie..." Wendy blushed at her words and smiled softly.

"I guess I am..." she laughed.

Kissing his forehead, she made her way to her room. She laid him down on the bed, grabbed the unmade blankets, and tucked him in. He smiled. "I-It smells like you..."

Wendy blinked. "Oh? And what do I smell like?" She asked, mirthfully.

"F-Flowers..." he admitted.

Wendy giggled. "Aw, that's so sweet..." Harry blushed and tried to hide under the covers. Wendy, however, was holding onto the blankets to prevent him from doing so. "No no, don't hide. You're cute, don't be embarrassed."

"EEP!" he wanted to hide even more now...

Wendy sighed and stroked his cheek gently. "Cutie...lil, lil cutie..." she whispered

He just blushed further. "Thank you..."

She changed into her PJs real quick, and jumped into bed. Then she pulled him into her chest gently. "Sleepy time..." she whispered

Harry nodded. "Mmkay..."

She smiled and kissed his forehead once more. "Good night, sweetie..."

He just hummed in content and clutched at her shirt. Carla hopped onto the bed and fell asleep herself. "It looks like Wendy's a mother now..." She whispered. "...she is NEVER letting him go.." she giggled. Then she closed her eyes. They all slept happily...