~Author's Note~
Hahahaah, I suck...Starting a new fic when I'm off to be on Haitus... "^.^ Sorry! Does this pairing even exist? It was all my friend's fault. She wanted me to write a fic on someone else other than Arturia and Diarmuid and my bro's like 'hey what about Jeanne?' and I was thinking of who would be good with her and then my bro suggested Cu Chulainn! So there is my crack pairing! I actually ship them more than I should, but hey! Why not? Well I hope you enjoy and this is based off of a bar near to where I live it is called "Cuchulainn's Irish Pub" and right above it is a day care. Like what were these people thinking? I vowed to go to the bar once I am old enough and when I do, I will be able to check it out, hahah! Well! I hope you guys like it and wait for the next update in like 500 years haha.
Sincerely,
~Ms. AtomicBomb
She huffed as she looked down at the address and then back up at the building. She bit her lower lip and read the big gold and dark green sign again, probably for the hundredth time. She looked about the building, checking if the numbers were incorrect or doubled, but they were not. Running and hand through her hair, she decided it was best to answer her doubts and so she stepped inside. It was rather dark inside even though it was rather bright outside. She took in the smell of food and liquor as she tried to look for someone that could give her directions.
"Excuse me?" She called out and looked through the swinging doors from the other side of the counter.
A lady came out and smiled at her, "So what will it be, miss?" She looked about the shelves.
"Oh! No, no," the blonde shook her head, "I came looking for directions, actually,"
The red-head female laughed lightly and shook her head, "My bad," she giggled, "well, where are you heading off to?"
"Ummm," Jeanne began, "you see, I'm a little confused. I have this address down... And um..." She scratched her head, "well, it says that it's this bar on the sign, but I am looking for the day care... The Little Rascals Day Care... But I find a bar...?"
The female before her giggled again, "Yes," she smiled.
"So um," she looked around, "where's the day care?"
"Upstairs," the female refrained from chuckling, "just go up those stairs on your right and you'll get there."
Jeanne nodded slowly and then proceeded to walk off up the stairs.
The bartender smiled and waved her goodbye before going back to look at the bottles, just to check if any were out of place.
"Who's that?" A voice interrupted her searching.
"I'm guessing the new Day Care instructor that they told us about," she shrugged towards the male.
The blue-haired male nodded and watched as she disappeared behind the stairs, "Nice hair though," he commented on the long braid that hung to her hips
Jeanne walked up the small wooden stair case, the building itself was old but the renovations made it look a little more modern than it actually was. She noticed the age of the structure by the staircase because it was rather tight.
She took a deep breath before turning the knob of the door and entering the room. It was big, not too big, but big enough.
There was a tall brunette woman standing by a desk and she was tapping her foot impatiently, she also saw more than a handful of kids running around, laughing, crying and screaming.
The brunette female caught site of Jeanne and frowned, "And where have you been? I have been waiting for forty-three minutes now, do you know how long that is?"
Jeanne blinked as she held her purse strap a little tighter, "I uh, I apologize for my tardiness, I was just very confused with the location of this day care."
The female before her rolled her eyes and sighed, "Well, alright, I'll make this quick because I have to get to work; do not open the windows, the children can fall out. Close the door by lifting it slightly and pushing it in. Do not let Alex get close to the toy car because he might run children over. Make sure you do not let Lancelot get angry, oh and Gilgamesh doesn't take toys away from other children. Do not let any child go to the washroom alone; you must give them a buddy. Do not let Diarmuid handle sharp objects because he tends to play roughly with them...against himself. Arturia will be your most helpful student and remember to keep Gil away from Ilya. Hercules is actually a good boy and let Medusa wear her mask—she thinks she can freeze people if they see here eyes. Alright? Good." The lady had practically word vomited on Jeanne and it took her a while before she could process everything.
"W-what sharp objects?" She called as the lady walked away.
"Scissors!" She replied before slamming the door and fixing it up.
Jeanne turned back to the children as they had all stopped what they were doing and looked at her with owl-like eyes. She gave them a weak smile and a wave, and then they began to scream, cry and laugh all over again; like baby Tasmanian devils.
"Ch-Children, listen up, please." She stood with her hands on her hips as she looked at the running children, "kids!"
A little blonde girl with a lock of hair sticking out from her hair approached her and tugged on her pant leg. Jeanne looked down at the tiny figure and blinked, "I can get their attention for you," she mumbled lightly.
"Can you?" Jeanne smiled, "I would really appreciate it."
The little girl walked over to the instructor's desk and climbed on the chair and then on the desk, "Wait! No, no, no! Get down from there! That's dangerous," Jeanne ran over to the little girl to get her down from there before she hurt herself. But as soon as the children saw her on the desk, they all went quiet.
Jeanne looked back at the children and was quite amazed and bewildered by how quickly they had all settled down. The little girl spoke some simple words and then all their eyes shot to Jeanne, "Uh—Hi kids!" She waved at them but they had no expressions on their faces at all, "I'm Jeanne, your new care taker. If Jeanne is too hard for you to pronounce then Joan can work. I will be taking care of you from now on and I expect you all to take care of me too. Well, I have a little game that I like to play; it's called 'The Grail'," she smiled down at them, "Practically, if you do good things, I award you with a small shiny sticker of a grail and whoever has the most stickers by the end of the month gets awarded one wish. Any wish!" She beamed, trying to make the children excited.
"But what's so great about a cup?" A little blond boy sassed her way, she guessed that the boy was Gilgamesh because it seemed like he would be the rude one that took everyone's toys.
"It's not just any cup, dear," Jeanne kept her bright smile, "it is an omnipotent wish granting device."
A little boy with a beauty mark on his right cheek raised his hand slowly, "Um, what is omnip-omni...?"
"Omnipotent means something that has endless power!" She grinned and let out a little laugh, "It means you can wish for anything at all and it will do it for you!"
"Will you be the one granting them?" The little girl that was now sitting on the desk swung her legs.
Jeanne turned back to her as she shook her head, "No, it is the grail. I only carry the order out."
Everyone slowly nodded and then they continued to look at her, "Alright, I will do a roll call, and then we can start the small game as we start with art class, is everyone happy with that?"
Everyone sat down in their seats and Jeanne handed out small stickers that read 'Hello My Name Is:' where the children could write their names and she would be able to remember them correctly. When she glanced at all the name tags, she noted that everyone was there and she gave a big smile as she looked at the cute hand writing of her new students, "Alright then," she clapped her hands, "We are going to start art class, so everyone please grab three crayons of any colour and a piece of paper from the front. You will have to draw one thing that makes you the happiest!"
All the children ran to the teacher's desk as instructed and grabbed what they needed before going to sit back in their seats. They began to scribble down little drawings of what they loved most in the world, and she walked around to ask them what they were drawing. Some were drawing other people and some were drawing their pets, but it was little Arturia's that caught her attention the most. A faceless woman next to a drawing of herself.
"What is yours of, sweetie?" Jeanne leaned down towards her and Arturia looked up at her, her little lock of hair that defied gravity bobbing a little bit.
She bit her plump lower lip and looked back down, "It's mommy," she mumbled, "I don't know what she looks like because daddy says she went to heaven and she can't come back, but I love her so much."
Jeanne gave her a bright smile and nodded, "That is the sweetest thing that I have heard in my entire life," she giggled as Arturia kept on drawing and giving her thanks.
The day went by rather quickly and most of the students had earned a couple of Grails, with Arturia in the lead. She sent off the children with a big smile on her face as she safely deemed it to be the best first day. Jeanne stayed behind and decided to organize a trip for the children to the park down the hill and to the park.
