Oh yes. It's me again, not with Catching Up. But I'm currently struggling, so instead I've created Dapherseed Drabbles. I feel I never see this, but I see a ton of Puckabrina Drabbles, so I'm gonna put them in the spotlight here. Even though I ship M-seed with Daphne and Red, I like him better with Daphne. So, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
The beautiful brunette woman bounced the bundle easily on her hip as she talked with the faery queen.
"Oh Daphne's lovely. Much easier than Sabrina. Now there was a screamer. Daphne barely cries and won't stop laughing." As if to enforce this statement, a gurgling laugh curved the chubby cheeks of the baby.
"Hi Daphne! Hi Daphers!" Veronica cooed at her baby, and the faery queen chuckled with amusement.
"Mustardseed is still only 783, but looks about 5. We're keeping him that way for a while, he's at his sweetest." Titania said, a rare sort of fondness softening her clipped accent. And as though he had been summoned, a small boy crowned with a halo of blonde curls hurtled in, another boy chasing him.
"Mother! Mother! Puck is chasing me!" Mustardseed whined, ducking away from his older brother's wooden sword.
"Come now, Trickster King. Do not inflict thine wrath upon one of your own." Titania chided Puck, slipping into her old Shakespearean accent. In one instant Veronica could see her, not only as a fellow mother, but an ancient fae legend, centuries old.
Puck slunk out of the room muttering about spoilsports. A frightened Mustardseed peeked out cautiously from behind his mother's skirt and caught sight of the human stranger.
"Who are you?" The younger boy asked, squinting at Veronica, who smiled at him.
"My name is Veronica Grimm, and this is Daphne." The brunette knelt down and showed him the rosy-cheeked angel that was her second-born. Mustardseed frowned and poked Daphne's cheek, who burbled happily at him.
"She's most ugly." He remarked, nose wrinkled, and Titania gasped.
"Mustardseed! Hast thou no manners? Apologise most swiftly, or thou art no son of mine!" The queen snapped, but Veronica just chuckled.
"It's alright, Your Highness. You might be right, little prince. But give her some time and I think she'll surprise you."
Mustardseed arched an eyebrow, clearly doubtful. "Look how round her ears are. And her eyes are so... brown. No human can grow out of such things."
"My eyes are brown and my ears are round. Do you think I'm ugly?" Veronica asked, tilting her head. The fae prince admitted, that no, she was not ugly. "And she is my daughter, so she's probably going to look like me. If she looked like me, would you still say she was ugly?"
Mustardseed reluctantly shook his head. "I suppose she could be beautiful. But she still has round ears, most undesirable." Titania's old English had clearly made a mark on the boy. Veronica had to remind herself that this child was many times her elder, as Mustardseed scowled childishly, but did not look away from the baby.
Well Veronica could change his mind. No one could resist children when holding them
"Would you like to hold her?" Veronica asked, and Titania shot him a look. Mustardseed nodded with a curious expression furrowing his brow. He took the baby with a little grunt, but did not drop her. Veronica helped him sit on a chair with Daphne in his lap, and turned to continue her conversation with the faery queen.
This little human child confused Mustardseed. She was undeniably grotesque, as he had stated earlier. It was obvious from the sheer plainness of her eyes and hair, the rounded tips of her ears, the bluntness of her features layered in baby-fat.
But something about her intrigued him. Her seemingly-boring eyes were so bright, her cheeks so flushed, and somehow she seemed to see no evil. It made him want to protect her from the world. Perhaps those eyes were more molten chocolate than plain-old-brown.
He held out a cautious finger to the baby and inched steadily closer. Her tiny fist closed upon his digit and brought it to her chest, where she held it there. Mustardseed could feel her tiny heart beating steadily, and he was struck by her complete and total mortality. Dimples and starry eyes looked back at him, and his frown softened into something like wonder.
"Well, would you look at that." Veronica muttered in a low voice, and Titania watched the two children, albeit in slight disapproval.
It was clear in his careful touch that dwindled on Daphne's tuft of hair, in the way his eyes shone down on the infant, that Mustardseed had changed his mind about the ugly human baby.
Was that cute? I thought it was. Trump did win the presidential election, so I needed a day-brightener. I do happen to dwell in America so this is a big thing for me. Sorry if any of you are Trump supporters. Anyway, I know some of you are diehard Daphnnochio shippers, but maybe this changed your mind? Also, if you like... *shoots my best winning smile at you, but it just looks like I'm on the verge of puking* Nevermind, just- review? Please? -Octavia