Welcome to my new story! This is a modern AU where our three favorite whitewings are students at a Macedonian college. Est is a freshman, Catria's a sophomore and Palla is a senior. The main character is Est, but Catria and Palla get lots of screentime as well. So without further ado, let's begin.
Maybe it was luck. Maybe fate. Or maybe... oh yeah. Est clutched her stomach as she remembered that the reason she was awake was because she ate WAY too much candy. Palla had tucked her in while Catria had scolded her for about five minutes. "Not my fault I wanted to binge watch Full Metal Alchemist. I needed the sugar," she grumbled to herself. She looked at her bedside clock. 12:48 A.M. Est simply closed her eyes, trying to ignore her stomachache and fall asleep until... knock,knock,knock. Est shot up as the sound vibrated through the girls' college dorm and immediately got out of bed, slipping her bathrobe on. She slowly walked to the door and stopped. 'Always check the peephole,' Palla would say when Est was alone. She always forgot that. She looked into the peephole and, seeing no one, opened the door in confusion. She looked down, seeing a brown basket with a blanket. She picked it up, noting it's weight, and put it on the sofa they had, almost forgetting to close the door. She stood over the basket, brushing a pink bang from her face. Catri was right. She did need to fix her hair. Though knowing herself she'll probably forget. As she pondered this, she caught a slight movement from the basket. Instead of looking inside like a normal she let out a high-pitched scream and ducked behind a chair. Some scuffling could be heard as her blue haired sister enter, clearly worried. "Are you ok?!" Catria asked Est simply pointed a cowering finger towards the basket as Palla ran in, bumping into Catria. "What happened?!" she asked. "I think Est is scared of that basket," Catria answered, all concern leaving her voice. Palla nodded before both sisters' eyes widened as they looked at the basket. "Est," Palla asked. "Where did the basket come from?" "Someone knocked and I found it just outside our door," Est answered timidly. Catria walked over swiftly and yanked the blanket away, staring for a moment before gasping. "Palla," was all she could say. Palla looked in before gasping and reaching in and pulling out... "A baby?" Est realized. Palla cradled the small child close to her chest as Est walked up. The baby looked so peaceful. It had a slight tan and pink hair, oddly enough. "There's nothing in the basket except a bottle and a pacifier," Catria deduced. "I see," Palla responded with decision. However, all three had the same question in their heads; "How do we take care of a baby?
Oh noes! A baby! And it has pink hair! Is Est the mother? Or is it someone else entirely? We'll find out soon enough.