League of Kids: The Next Generation
I couldn't just let the last one end. I'm weak, but the show must go on!
(Vi)
I sat up out of my dream, shaking terribly and gripping the blankets tightly. It's always the same damn nightmare. I feel so helpless every fucking time. Looks like Cait and Jayce are fine. They're holding each other as close as possible. I guess that I was a part of that before the nightmare started. I pushed myself out of bed and walked into the bathroom, clicking the light on. It's been 4 damn years, and I'm still not over it. Grinning to myself I the mirror, I leant down and splashed some cold water on my face to get rid of the nightmare sweats. It's been 4 years, and those kids still haunt me. I looked back up to the mirror. Y'know, becoming a parent changed me, and it's the best way that I can feel better. I silently padded out of the bedroom and through the house. Jayce got his way by getting us to move out of an apartment. And damn, can Cait decorate. I kinda just stood to the side and watched. The light from the hallway slowly rolled across the floor as I opened the door. My senses calmed down as my eyes fell on to my son's sleeping form.
"There's my Vincent." I sighed, leaning on the door frame. Both Jayce and Caitlyn were surprised when he was born with pink hair. As if mine isn't natural. And Cait wasn't happy when he wanted his head shaved on one side, just like me and his dad.
"Hey." I jumped when a pair of hands gripped my shoulders. "Are you alright?" Caitlyn asked, standing on her toes and kissing my cheek.
"Did I wake you up?" She shook her head as I turned around and hugged her. "Sorry, I had the nightmare again."
"Don't apologize." Cait ran her hands through my hair as I pressed my face into her neck. "Jayce and I are always here for you. You can't forget that."
"This time, I just wanted to check on the kids." I felt her chuckle.
"Come on, then. Let's go see Caylee." Quietly shutting the door, Caitlyn pulled me across the hall and gently opened our daughter's door. I carried Vincent, but Cait carried Caylee. She gained the black hair from Jayce. And she's currently asleep on the floor, amidst her soft toys. "Oh dear." Caitlyn chuckled gently and knelt next to her. "I'm sure that Jayce put her in bed earlier."
"Hey, maybe she's just comfy there." I pulled the blanket off her bed and covered her with it. Cay turned 2 last month. "Let the kid have her comfort."
"Just because she has a disability doesn't mean she can't sleep in her own bed." Ugh. The three of us have had enough arguments about her. Caylee got an infection when she was just born, and lost her sight as a result.
"C'mon, Cait. We'll sort it out tomorrow." She hesitated for a second to properly tuck Caylee in before following me out of the room.
"What's going on?" Jayce walked towards us, rubbing his eye. "It's 3am, why are you both up?"
"I just had the nightmare again." Instead of looking sad, he just grinned.
"That means group hug!" Jayce lifted me off my feet in a bear hug. When he put me down, Caitlyn put her arms around both of us. "We should go back to bed."
"Can we make some hot chocolate first?" My two partners gave each other a look, but nodded to my request.
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"Mommy?" Small hands brushed my face. "Are you awake?"
"No." The voice giggled and gripped my shirt, pulling himself onto the bed. "Guys, we have a Vin." I grinned, hugging him and rolling over.
"There's our little boy." Jayce chuckled. Vin wormed his way under the blankets, between me and Jayce.
"Who's making breakfast this morning?" Caitlyn yawned from the other side of the bed. "I did it yesterday."
"Must be my turn." Sitting up, I stretched and cracked my fingers. "Shall I wake Cay up, too?" My partners both hummed approving tones. I pushed myself to my feet and walked out of the room, stretching an arm over my chest. "Caylee?" I called softly into the room. "Are you awake?"
"No." She got her sense of humour from me. "Go 'way."
"C'mon, baby girl." I laughed, picking her up from the mass of soft toys. "You know, you can't sleep on the floor."
"But I want to sleep with my toys." She yawned, rubbing her eye. "They're softer than my bed." She speaks like an adult, despite the fact she's only 2. You have Caitlyn to thank for that. Still not sure how she managed it. Fucking witchcraft.
"What do you want for breakfast today, babygirl?" I chuckled, resting her on my hip and walking out of her room. She had to think for a few seconds as I walked down the stairs. "Nobody else is here, so you can choose."
"Can we have waffles? They're tasty."
"Sure we can." I laughed, kissing her head. When I got to the kitchen, I lowered her into her high chair and kissed her head again. "Never know, maybe it'll make your other mom, your dad, and Vin get out of bed."
"If not, we can just eat them all." Good thinking! But sadly, as I finished making the batter, and started using the waffle iron, Jayce walked into the room like a zombie. "Who's that?"
"It's just me, Cay." Jayce leant over the tray on her chair to hug her. He mumbled a 'thanks' as I handed him a cup of coffee. "What kind of juice would you like?"
"Apple!" It's weird to see a mix of a two year old and adult in the same person.
"Don't give her your coffee."
"That was one time!" I chuckled, putting plates of food in front of both of them. "Do you wat to come with me to work, Caylee?"
"I always do, daddy!" Poor kid can't really go to school. I'll have to ask Orianna's dad if he can help at some point. "Is the Mayor going to trip over me again?" I snorted into my coffee and got a glare from Jayce.
"You know it's bad for your health to hoke on your drink." Caitlyn walked over to me and patted me on the back. "Jaye, tell the Mayor that if he does that again, he'll have Vi and I to answer to." Grinning, I went to take another sip of coffee, until realized that Caitlyn had taken my cup.
"You know I hate it when you do that, Cupcake." She grinned into the cup.
"You should be more observant, then." She sat down, and I started cooking again. "Jayce, are you taking Vincent to school today?"
"Can't. I have to be in as early as possible."
"That means mummy and mommy are taking me!" Again, blame Caitlyn for the difference in accents.
"Of course we are, Vin." I ruffled his hair as I gave him his breakfast. "And that means I can scare the other kids!" He laughed, and my partners put their faces into their hands.
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(Third)
Outside the window, on an adjacent rooftop, a cloaked figure sat, watching the happy family scene with a glare. They reached under their cloak, retrieving a battered walkie-talkie, and turning the power on, with a horrible crackling sound.
"This is number 8, reporting in." Multiple seconds pass before the crackling returned.
"This is 2. What's the situation?" Number 8 watched Jayce lift Caylee out of her chair and take her upstairs.
"Number 6 appears to have two lovers. One male, one female. There are two children in the house, but I'm assuming that only one is hers." The line went silent once more, this time for a few minutes.
"Come back to base. Number 10 is of more importance right now. We will strike in good time."
"Understood." Placing the device back under their cloak, Number 8 took a last look at the family, then stood up, and seemed to vanish from existence.
I am going to dive straight into the plot here. Yes, it doesn't relate to the previous story, but what's wrong with both continuing the other, and making a ew one at the same time?