Nika: Hello my fellow fanfictioners! I am finally writing another story! Yay! This one will also have more than one chapter! Yay! It is also a change of pace for me because I will be writing a Tales of Symphonia fic! Yay! I'm really excited and hope you all like it! Now, I need someone to help me with the disclaimer before I start…
Kratos: Poofs in
Nika: …Well he is the main character. Hands script Okay, the stage is yours, Kratos!
Kratos: Reads script …XxNika-chanxX does not own Tales of Symphonia. All rights reserved to Namco and whoever else owns TOS.
Nika: Enjoy!
Kratos gazed at his infant son, who was sleeping peacefully in the small crib. The infant's breaths were slow and shallow, which worried Kratos. How was something so young, so small going to survive in such a dangerous world? Being chased by Kvar didn't help his chances either, but Kratos didn't want to think about that right now.
Kratos had never been fond of children, they were loud, obnoxious, and couldn't really do anything for themselves. But something about the infant's face had captivated him, and he couldn't look away.
His peaceful thoughts were soon shattered when the baby let out an ear-shattering cry. Kratos was surprised something so small could produce such a sound.
"Lloyd?" Anna entered the room and looked at the baby with Kratos. "What happened?" Anna lifted the baby into her arms and started to rock him back and forth.
"Don't ask me…" Kratos mumbled.
"Well, then who should I ask? I don't suppose one of his stuffed animals has an explanation?" Anna teased him. She was finally able to get the infant to cease his cries.
"He's a baby, he is going to cry for no reason all the time."
"Everyone has a reason for their actions, Kratos." Anna smiled a smile that always melted Kratos to the point where not even he could keep a stoical look on his face. "Maybe it's because you were glaring at him."
"I was not glaring at him." Kratos defended.
"Was too, you glare at everyone."
"…" Kratos grunted, he couldn't reply to that.
"Try holding him."
"Wait, Anna, I don't think I should…" Anna ignored his excuse and placed Lloyd in his father's arms. Kratos awkwardly cradled the sleeping child in his arms.
Anna smiled and crossed her arms, "See, that's not too bad, is it?"
"No… I suppose not." The corners of Kratos' lips curled into a small smile as he gazed at his son. 'Lloyd is going to survive…' Kratos thought, 'because I will protect him, no matter what.'
Nika: Awwwww! That wasn't so bad. Hehe. If you hadn't noticed… I'm using stuff my parents told me they were thinking as I was growing up. I'll throw in some 'situations' I got myself into, as well. (Kehehehehe…)
Kratos: They couldn't have noticed, they don't even know you.
Nika: Ignores That being said, I would love (need) some ideas for this! Thanks!
Kratos: Rate and Review, please.