A Laurent x Lucina + family(their children) by Aprilflowers on AOW


The castle was the noisiest it had been in a long while. She could hear the noise from several halls down. The plain, white hallways filled with ancient treasure, portraits, and vases that Lucina never quite understood why they were so valuable always so clean and quiet. Yes, normally the castle was a sterile state of quiet and cleanliness, as Laurent liked to put it. Just as Laurent's mother and her father's most loyal friend, Frederick, liked to keep it. It was after all the place where the princes and princess were being raised.

The last pregnancy had been more difficult than the first one. Carrying twins had been a task that Lucina's body found difficult. Far more than any of the endurance training she had ever faced. Not to mention the birthing process. After which Miriel decided that she would be needed to make sure Lucina's health did not fade for months after. Then she often came up with reasons to visit and see the children thought that was never her stated intent. Not that Lucina minded an extra hand or two. Especially now five years later when father was going to be handing the kingdom over to her soon.

Since her responsibilities were increasing everyday Laurent had agreed to pause his research on what he explained was the comparative traits between dark magic and it's supposed opposite healing magic. He had already written half of a tome over it yet still insisted he was nowhere close to bringing a conclusive if not at least acceptable end to his study. YEt he was willing to do the extra care it took to handle the children. It was agreed between Laurent and Lucina that hands-on parenting would be best since both grew up cherishing their parental relationships and wanted their children to feel the same.

Now as Lucina traces down the source of the screaming she begins to wonder if having one of the handmaiden's help them wouldn't be such a bad idea. For what Lucina saw when she opens the door to the children's playroom was indeed a nightmare.

Laurent was pinned to the ground by the twins Lucretia, and Renard. Someone had given them paint for Laurent was covered in marks of blue, brown, red, and green. Their hands were covered in a strange mix of the paints that also was all over their own clothes. Renard's red hair was covered in blue and green paint as his blue eyes had rings painted around them. Lucretia's blue hair was clean except for the ends of her twin braids. Yet her face was almost completely covered in paint. All except for her purple eyes thankfully. The floor was decorated as well but instead of paint, there were toys everywhere. Play swords given from Owain, pointed hats from their father were hanging off a pile in the corner, and the collection of wooden soldiers each given by one of the father's own soldiers were everywhere. There was no organization to this chaos. Just wild abandonment. While the twins dealt with their father Samuel was in the corner tearing pages out of one of his father's tomes. The five years old she understood, but she had hoped Samuel would have grown out of such behavior by now. Having finally had his seventh name day just a week ago.

"What is going on here?" Lucina asks finally making her children aware of her presence. Immediately Samuel hid the book behind his back as the twins smile up at their mother. They were still wiping their messy hands all over their father and his clothes.

"We're playing!" Answers the giddy Renard.

"Ah Lucina, just in time I see." Laurent slowly pushes himself up into a sitting position. Carefully he removes Renard and Lucretia from on top of him. "I thought allowing the children to stimulate their creative sides would help them, but it became a little chaotic and I lost control."

"Was it before or after that when Samuel stole your tome."

"Neither he told me the other day that he wanted to learn so I bought a practice tome along with me for him to use today. Though now," Laurent raises his glasses up on his nose as he looks to his oldest. "I see that I will need a private space where I can teach him one on one."

"Perhaps tomes aren't his thing," Lucina suggests as she offers her husband a hand up.

"Perhaps, but it does no harm in trying. My mistake was bringing it on me to play time."

"Indeed my dear. I hope you can replace it."

"Rather easily I believe." Laurent adjusts his clothes and flattens out his hair again, ignoring all the paint on him.

Lucina turns to her eldest and holds out her hand. With a pout, he does return what was left of the magic tome. Yet he keeps the shredder paper behind himself in the corner. Lucina shakes her head as she reaches over her seven-year-old to retrieve the scraps. As of late Samuel had taken to acting more like a petulant child than a young prince. Leading his siblings and himself into plenty of trouble. Lucina hands her husband the remains of the tome and turns back to her eldest son.

"Samuel," and right like that the tears began to spring forth from his red eyes. The eyes he retrieved from his father's side of the family. "Please stop dear. I'm not going to yell I just want to talk to you."

"Really?" He asks and suddenly his eyes were dry once more.

"Yes. Laurent, can you take the twins and wash them? You seem as if you'll need one as well after them."

"Of course though I think I will ask your Aunt Lissa for help for the little ones. Our youngest son has decided he doesn't want his father's help." Laurent makes Lucina aware as he picks up Lucretia. Renard runs away from his father.

"Mother says I was like that with her at their age." Lucina turns to her eldest. "Let's go somewhere quieter." Lucina picks up Samuel and turns towards her husband. "I'll go get Aunt Lissa and send her to meet you."

"Thank you." Laurent sounds a bit relieved as he catches Renard's hand. Lucina gives him a kiss upon one of the cleans spots of her red hair.

She leaves as Laurent gives a grunt and lifts Renard up. Lucina knew Aunt Lissa would probably be in the kitchens where she and Owain often spent their personal time practicing Owain's cooking abilities. She wanted her son to never go hungry while he was on one of his self-assigned missions for the Shepherds. Samuel stays quiet on his mother's hip as he buries his face into her arm.

"Do you want to tell me what's bothering you?" Lucina offers the olive branch so they could solve the problem faster. For anyone who expects a child to, expects too much. "You can be frank, er, honest." Lucina corrects herself reminding herself that this was her child, not one of the bureaucrats she was often stuck listening to.

"You and papa don't like me," Samuel complains, freezing his mother.

"Why would you think that?" Her mind could not fathom why her son would ever think that.

"You always work instead of training or playing with me, and when you don't work you play with the twins. They always sleep in your bed while I have to sleep in my room alone. You don't tell me good job or good boy Samuel, and you and Papa haven't been calling me Sammy anymore." Samuel begins his rant by clutching his mother's arm but was soon waving his arms about and growing increasingly hard to hold.

Lucina had to admit it was hard getting the twins to sleep in their own bed. Especially Lucretia since she had her own room, and didn't like to be alone at night. Though she did not think she and Laurent showed that much more attention to Renard and Lucretia then Samuel.

"Is that why you asked papa to show you how to do magic?" A short nod. Lucina sighs and sets her eldest down. "Listen, Sammy, mama is very busy. She is very sorry, but she and papa don't dislike you. We love you." She runs one of her hands through his blonde hair gently. The way her mother showed her to do it to calm children down. "Hey how about we go help papa bathe the twins then he can show you some magic?"

"Okay." Samuel agrees still sounding a little dejected.

"What can I do to help you, Sammy?" Lucina asks feeling her heroic blood pounding through her veins to answer the call. Or so her cousin Owain enjoyed saying.

"Can I sleep with you guys tonight?" He asks his red eyes looking a little scared.

"You don't think you are too old?"

"No!"

"Then alright. For tonight you can sleep in our bed, but tomorrow you have to help keep Renard in your bedroom. Deal?"

"Deal." She made have just solved the whole bedtime problem for one-half of the twins. Now how to for Lucretia?

"Now are you ready to help and be a big boy?" Lucina asks offering to pick him up again.

"I am a big boy!" Samuel shouts before running down the hall.

Lucina follows at a leisure pace behind him. His blonde locks bouncing off of his shoulder with every step that hits the ground. Samuel led the way to the bathroom while urging his mother to go faster. She chooses to catch up to him as he reaches the bathroom door.

"Ah Lissa, Lucina said you would be," Laurent stops mid-sentence as he sees it was his wife and son instead. Then he smiles.

"We thought you could use our help instead. Especially since you need to bathe as well." Lucina picks out a piece of dry paint from out of his hair.

"Yes well, I was going to wait since I thought it was your aunt coming."

"Go ahead. Sammy is going to help out with the twins. Get a bath ready for yourself."

"Thank you." Laurent smiles. Carefully he holds Lucina's head up as he bends down to meet her face. Leaving a gentle kiss on her lips and a bit of blue paint on them too. Lucina laughs and Laurent moves to another tub on the other side of the room to wash up.

"Hey! Stay in the bath! Mom said you had to listen to me." Samuel was shouting as he tries to keep Renard in the bath. Lucina sighs and begins washing Lucretia as her sons start to wrestle. She would apologize to the maids who clean the room later.


Once more I found that I really enjoyed writing about the kids and their children. Just as with the Gerome+Noire and their child story I may write more for these characters. Since I have already begun on a second story for the former. Let me know what you all think of them.