AN/This is a short one. I apologize for the teasing... I seem to have misplaced my muse.
Also, if there are any glaring grammatical errors, please let me know! Canadian French is my native tongue, so I'm sure the phrasing is sometimes odd xD
Cheers xox
"How tiny new humans are, how vulnerable, how awe inspiring," Maleficent ponders as she raises the baby's bottom off the diaper by gently grasping the crossed ankles and lifting. Partial to the umbilical stump and surrounding skin, she diligently wipes front to back before patting the infant dry. "What a keen sense of fashion! I approve," Mal says to the little girl as she fastens today's outfit: a soft blue jumpsuit. The suckling's eyes are wide open and bright as she focuses intently on her caregiver's gentle contralto.
Placing the baby in an upright position, Mal continues: "All belly and head, with your arms barely extending past your crown, why do I find you so cute? Yes, you are adorable. I could just eat you up!" she says gleefully. The nursling moves her little legs excitably in a circular manner, as if riding a bicycle. Her lips purse as if to say "ooh" – a little tongue peeking out. A pudgy index actively makes its way up to be suckled.
"Let's go say 'good morning' to Lily, my little chimp," the dragon says as she rests the bundle on her chest, lifting the head to her shoulder, a supporting hand under the baby's bottom and the other on the neck. She descends the stairs, nuzzling the soft tuft of feathery blonde hair and breathing in the sweetness of the newborn's skin.
Entering the living room, Mal spots her wife ungracefully splayed across the L shaped couch. Their little dragonling is curled up with Mickey – faithful rodent companion – on a plush pillow under a sunny window.
"Regina, darling it's time to wake up."