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The Enchantment in Family

Chapter 4

A Parental All-Nighter

After the phone call was made, discussed, and ended, Isis sighed as she sat down on the couch of the study, Malik drooling across her chest, "I cannot believe this; Malik is in trouble once all of this is over." She subconsciously played with the soft baby hair as he cooed to the soothing treatment.

"Mokuba as well," Kaiba stated matter-of-factly as he took a seat on the opposite end of the couch, Mokuba wiggling in his arms, "he's grounded for quite sometime."

As if the little cutie knew what they were talking about, he sat up and cupped Kaiba's face, planting an extra juicy baby kiss to his chin, "…Aba…" he softly cooed.

Wiping the kiss off on the back of his sleeve he frowned down at the little baby, "Mokuba…that's disgusting."

"Aba!" He giggled as he stuck his tongue out, blowing air over the appendage, creating a rude noise and barrage of spit missiles.

"It's interesting how they appear to be barely one and can communicate quite well," Isis said quietly to herself more than her company. "I suppose it's a side-affect to the spell."

"I'd rather have it that way than having to guess what they want," Kaiba murmured as he watched Mokuba clap his hands and drool.

Isis glanced over at the now much smaller Kaiba and couldn't help but smile. He was so little and all of his clapping, drooling antics were just so damn cute.

Malik lifted his head from her chest and sat up a bit, watching Mokuba with curious eyes then looked down at his hands. He experimentally slapped them together slowly then looked back at the black-haired boy, seeing if he had done it right. He made a small whimpering noise and tried again; once more the sound the other was making didn't come. He then looked up at Isis sniffling, lolling his head back on her chest, his bottom lip quivering.

"Please don't cry. You can clap like Mokuba, see?" She braced the tiny wrists in her thumb and first two fingers and made the motions of the other ecstatic baby.

Malik bounced in her lap giggling as his hands finally made the slapping noise he wanted. She finally let go and he continued, clapping with Mokuba, causing the other to giggle more along with drool.

Kaiba glanced up at the clock, not commenting on the cute scene, "It's getting late." It was already eleven pm.

Isis nodded rising to her feet, "I suppose I'll be back in the morning along with our help."

He nodded and led her and the now brother-gone-baby to the door, "Call before you show up."

"Can do." She gave a courteous nod and as soon as she started towards the car Malik and Mokuba let loose a shriek from hell.

"AAAAAAAAAAAABBAAAAAAAAAA!" Malik screamed as he fisted Isis's hair. "NEEEEE ABA!!" He then tugged ruthlessly on the locks, faltering the woman's steps.

"IIIIIIIIIMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Mokuba's whole body was thrashing in Kaiba's now stiff arms. "IMA-IMA-IMA-IMA-IMA-IMA!" He continued thrashing, almost head butting Kaiba into submission.

"Mal-Malik! Shh, it's okay!" She attempted to relinquish her hair from the small Ishtar's hands, but they were in a death grip and only pulled harder as the tears and wails continued.

Kaiba on the other hand simply braced Mokuba to his body, "Mokuba! You stop this right now!" As if he didn't have ears, the little Kaiba continued wiggling and screaming.

The two both tried to sooth the seething children in their arms but nothing they tried seemed to work. That was until Isis turned around and headed back over to Kaiba. Once Malik and Mokuba caught site of their "parents", they settled down and sniffled dramatically into their little balled up fists.

"Obviously we can't separate," Isis sighed as she kissed Malik's forehead, while softly caressing Mokuba's little arm.

"Not unless we want two pint sized demons summoning devils again." Kaiba pinched the bridge of his nose attempting to collect himself before all the screaming gave him a headache, "Listen Isis, obviously this is another lovely side-affect of the curse. So, it only makes sense that you stay here tonight or neither one of us is going to get any sleep."

Isis was on the brink of keeling over as it was and the idea of not having to make the commute home sounded nice. "All right."

She entered back into the house where he showed her upstairs to one of the guest rooms down the hall from his bedroom. "There's a bathroom in there with towels and such if you wanted to take a shower."

"Thank you, but it won't be necessary. I'm beyond tired at this point." A yawn shook her body for emphasis.

"Seems they are as well," he suddenly whispered as they watched Mokuba's head thump onto his shoulder. Malik was already cuddled into Isis, breathing softly.

"Thank Ra…" she murmured as she gently swayed back and forth, making sure the babe stayed sleep.

He nodded, "I couldn't agree more." With that he turned on his heel and exited the room, closing the door behind him.

Kaiba finally entered his room and gave a deep sigh, before kicking off his shoes. He laid the sleeping Mokuba next to him on his stomach. He whimpered for a few seconds till he popped his thumb in his mouth, slowly opening and closing his eyes before they finally just closed.

"Finally…" He yawned before rolling over and closing his eyes.

Few Hours Later

"Aba…Aba?"

Isis's eyelids fluttered open as she felt the bed softly move around her. She rolled over to find her brother making a beeline for the end of the bed, "Malik!" She quickly reached over and grabbed his chubby ankle before he went over.

She pulled her body up to his and sat up, picking him up into her arm. His little hands grabbed her shirt to pull himself into a standing position where he looked around the room, "Aba…Aba…Ah-ah-ah-AAAAAAAAAAABBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He suddenly wailed.

"La'a la'a la'a la'a la'a la'a!" Isis chanted over and over again. She could not believe this! Her body felt as if she had just fallen asleep, but now he was upset because Kaiba wasn't in the area. This spell was really staring to wear on her patience.

"Come on Malik! Ima's here and Ima's so tired…" She half whined to the crying brother in her hands. "Please, its okay…" she braced him to her chest and rocked him back and forth, "you'll be okay."

"ABAAAAAA!" He continued to cry.

She laid his head on her shoulder and bounced him around the room, attempting to assuage his cries. But she knew exactly what he wanted and it was down the hall. Bracing the screaming baby to her chest, she entered into the hall focused on her mission: make it to Aba's room before she went deaf.

Within the dark confines of the hall, she ran straight into another body and heard the high-pitched shrieks of Mokuba. "Let me guess, he wants his fucking Aba?" Kaiba groaned through clenched teeth.

Isis was taken aback by the F-bomb and knew that the CEO was beyond pissed, "Yes, and he wants his Ima?" She looked up at him with just as exhausted eyes.

Without another word they swapped children and bounced the still wailing tots. Often they had to keep swapping as their demands for the other parent grew more frequent. Up and down they hall they went; they whispered comforting things to them, rubbed their backs, even went as far as to play Peek-A-Boo with them.

After what seemed like an eternity, Malik was the first to snuggle into Kaiba's neck and whispered a small baby, "Aba" against his throat before drifting away. Mokuba on the other hand proved to be a bigger challenge since he clearly had the most energy out of the two. He forced his innocent eyes wide to keep from falling asleep. Anytime Isis stopped walking or bouncing him he immediately shot his head up, looking around.

"Bevakasha Mokuba! Bevakasha go to sleep…" Isis pleaded looking the baby straight in the eyes.

Kaiba watched the grown woman beg the baby for rest and couldn't help but crack a smirk, "Did you forget Isis? He's a Kaiba, we don't respond to begging."

Shooting the smug CEO an extremely tired glare, she walked over to him and whispered, "Then what do you propose?"

"Follow me," he instructed as he headed back down the hall towards his room.

She followed the man down the hall, feeling as Mokuba's head bounced off her shoulder repeatedly. They entered into his room and she couldn't even take in any of the new surroundings. The only thing she focused on was the large blue sheet covered bed and how she could be sleep on in it the next few minutes.

Very carefully Kaiba sat down on his usual side of the bed and laid Malik down. Isis followed suite and went to the other side, settling Mokuba next to Malik on his tummy as well. Sitting against the headboard, since she knew she couldn't even support herself anymore, she watched as the head of black hair switched from side to side. One minute he was staring at Kaiba the next his gaze went to Isis's side. Eventually Mokuba began to nod off, occasionally waking up with a small sniffle or whimper that was quickly silenced once the gray-blue eyes settled on his Aba and Ima.

When she was absolutely sure the boy was asleep she looked across to Kaiba. His head was braced against the headboard, eyes closed. She wasn't sure if he was sleep but taking the risk of waking him up, she whispered across, "Kaiba…how did you know what to do?"

"I had forgotten that Mokuba was one of those babies, who were overly nosey. Whenever Mother tried to put him to bed, he would force himself awake; afraid he'd miss something," he whispered.

The Egyptian was a bit surprised in the Japanese business man's slight openness on the question. She blamed it on exhaustion however. "What would your mother do?" Isis asked.

His head lolled a bit to the right, "Mother would put us all in the same bed so he wasn't so curious. Eventually he found we weren't doing anything and would finally fall asleep."

"Sounds like a true mother," she said quietly more to herself than to him. Isis didn't really have any concrete memories of her mother since she died giving birth to Malik. However, her father told her she looked just like her. All she had to hold onto her was the Tauk and her own reflection.

Giving a deep sigh she slinked down the headboard and rolled over facing away from the boys. A few seconds later she listened as what sounded like Kaiba sliding down the headboard, taking up the silence of the room. Finally everything went still and all were sleeping peacefully.

That was until Fate continued its reign of inconvenience.

As if the cosmos were against them, a piercing ring reverberated through the bedroom. Immediately Isis and Kaiba shot awake, half asleep, trying to find whatever it was that was making the ruckus. Sadly, they couldn't stop the chime in time.

Startled by the unfamiliar sound, Malik jolted awake and immediately wailed, "IIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAA!" Mokuba rolled over onto his back giving off high pitched wails as he kicked his legs, obviously upset for being awoken once he finally got to sleep.

Cursing in every language she knew she scooped Malik and Mokuba up, "Answer the Radamn phone Kaiba!"

The now irate CEO glanced at the bedside clock and found it to be three am. Grabbing the receiver in a bruising grip her roared into the phone, "Whoever the fuck this is better have good Radamn reason for calling this fucking late!"

Silence engulfed the other end before a timid voice said, "Is…Isis or Malik there?"

Angrily rising from his side he stomped over to the crying children and took them both from her arms. He handed her the phone, "It's your fucking brother."

Quickly Isis exited the room and closed the door. She finally held the phone to her ear, "Odion, it's me Isis."

"Isis! Where is everything okay!?" He paused for a minute, "What's that noise?"

The Tomb Protector knew if she could hear the "Ima" wails clear as day, surely Odion could, "Its Malik and Mokuba."

There was a pause, "Screaming for their…mothers in Hebrew?"

"Listen Odion, Malik and Mokuba were foolish enough to dabble in some magic books Kaiba has, and turned themselves into babies. I'm sorry I forgot to call you. Kaiba and I have just had our hands full!"

"Sounds like it," Odion remarked. He even winced a bit at a particular high pitched shriek. "Wait! Kaiba has magic books?! How long has he had them? Does he have proper authorization to keep those? What were Malik and Mokuba doing with them? Wouldn't he keep them locked up? And why—"

Kaiba them cracked the door to his bedroom, "Wrap it up Isis!" He demanded through gritted teeth before closing the door back.

"Listen Odion, I can't explain anymore right now, but know that you can stop worrying. Later on this morning, after your class, I need you to call the museum and tell then neither one of us will be there."

A bit irritated that none of his questions had truly been answer he nodded reluctantly, "Okay sister! I will then come to the mansion to help."

As usual Odion was taking his defensive stance whenever the siblings were in trouble. "I'm not sure what you can do."

There was yet another paused before Odion brought up an overlooked issue, "If you two make a list I could pick up some things for…the babies." It felt odd saying it, especially about his sister and Seto Kaiba.

She nodded her head enthusiastically, "That would be wonderful Odion! We'll have one ready by the time you get here; shukran dear brother."

"Afwan dear sister."

"I will see you later on Odion; ma'assalama." She hit the end button and entered back into the room.

There she found Kaiba lying on his back, on the bed, with his eyes closed. Malik and Mokuba were clinging on either side of him, screaming for their Ima. She immediately felt bad for the man and moved over towards the pitiful scene. As soon as they spotted Isis their cries went to whimpers.

She climbed in the bed next to him and watched as Malik climbed over Kaiba, kneeing him in the ribs on the way, before making his way to Isis to snuggle into her. Mokuba snuggled between Malik and Kaiba and eventually got still. The two gripped their shirts as they finally went quiet.

"I suppose we're stuck like this till morning," Isis whispered to Kaiba, finding she was quite close to him.

He nodded not opening his eyes, "Indeed."

"What about the phone?"

"I put the ringer on silent."

"Good."

With that the "new parents" made it through their first night and finally reaped the rewards of rest.

PLEASE READ:

Aww, poor Malik and Mokuba! All they want is their Ima and Aba. Isis and Kaiba really need to step up as parents and just work through it. Anyway, I would have had this posted sooner but I had to go be a chaperone on a camping trip this past weekend and didn't have time revise this and post it.

Thank you for your patience!

Hebrew Words:

Ima – Mother

Aba – Father

Bevakasha – Please

Arabic Words:

La'a – No

Shukran – Thank you

Afwan – Welcome

Ma'assalama – Goodbye

This was posted especially for: Ruby-Knight, Crystal-Tear, and Amber-Kaiba.

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