Seven: It's cold outside

Sofia looked ridiculous.

How did pregnancy equal being in extra layers to the point where her baby bump nearly looked like a marshmallow?

Axel did have the best intentions for the safety of his future niece/nephew even if they were sometimes the most ridiculous.

But he was a father of a little boy who adored his auntie Sofia and uncle Hugo, liking the marshmallow like baby bump.

The little boy, Harmon, pouted as Hugo playfully hit him with a snowball.

"Auntie Sofia! You protector! You help me!" Harmon cried, crossing his arms.

Sofia giggled, placing a hand on her baby bump. The protectors had been thrilled of her pregnancy but had stripped her down of the more dangerous missions so nothing would happen to Sofia the second as they were calling the baby until further notice.

Sofia smiled at the thought, rolling up a snowball before aiming it towards Hugo's chest.

"I've been hit! Why would you do this to me?" Hugo pouted, pretending to be hurt as he fell to the ground.

"Yay Auntie Sofia!" Harmon smiled, wrapping his arms around her legs.

"It's getting too cold for me and Sofia the second Harmon. Would you be a future king and help us inside?" Sofia asked sweetly, ruffling her nephew's hair.

Harmon couldn't resist the offer to act like a future king sometimes, taking Sofia's hand as she held back a frown.

Chrysta had thought of Sofia the second the moment she noticed that her former trainee was glowing and with herself now calling her baby bump that name, Sofia was going to have a long talk with her former trainer about it.

After she was warm and apologized for hitting her husband with a snowball that is.