So...my depression decided I wasn't sad enough and that it needed to fix that. In addition to that, I got some really mean messages about Ripples and most of my writing as a whole, so I've been really down again and self-conscious about my writing and Elle in particular.
It was even worse, but I want to thank YourFriendBob, Bnemesis, Jeptwin, and bookworm041 on Fanfiction. Also special thanks to DemonicNymphomaniac who doesn't allow PMs. :( Anyway, thank you for your comments guys, and DemonicNymphomaniac (as well as any other new people who have joined us) welcome to the bandwagon!
Thanks for cheering me up a bit, guys.
I'll probably still take a short break (like a week or two) from writing after the Fantasia chapter, which will be at least Chapter 103 - there should be a chapter in between this one and the Fantasia one. There will also be another chapter of DoD up before the break.
So...yeah. I know I'm needy as hell and seem kinda pathetic with the amount of reassurance I need (it's because I kinda am) but I'd really appreciate some uplifting reviews, or at least something from people that says you'll stick to this, or that you'll stay here even if you don't normally comment or something. Or that you like Elle and my writing. Sorry.
Enjoy the chapter.
Also, thank you to anyone who offered up name suggestions (I might use some of them in the future)! (And as you can see, some of you guys guessed correctly with ones I had already planned).
Chapter One Hundred and One - Color of Change
I still haven't really come to terms with being a midwife, because while Maggie (despite her yelling) and Ame actually had pretty basic pregnancies, this was not one.
Ur was calm and composed most of the time.
She was not when she was giving birth.
But I mean…she gets an excuse. She's giving birth.
BUT STILL.
Silver (who was still a coward when it came to his significant other, but not as much as Rex was and so actually ended up in the room), ended up with a broken hand.
Porlyusica helped (which is good, because, again, I'm still…uh…a beginner? At being a midwife, and this was twins).
And Ur spent most of her time screaming at Silver.
I blocked out most of the memory, but I do remember a few particularly funny phrases, such as:
"SILVER, I'D RATHER HAVE A CACTUS SHOVED UP MY VAGINA BEFORE YOUR DICK ENDS UP THERE AGAIN."
And:
"SILVER, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LUCKY IF I DON'T CUT OFF YOUR DICK AND REPLACE YOUR EYES WITH YOUR BALLS!"
And so on.
It was a good thing Freed put silencing runes on the room.
And finally, they were born.
"What are you going to name them?" I asked, looking at the two babies who had passed Porlyusica's health check (she was now taking notes in a journal on both my powers and the birth of twins). Silver held the first-born – a boy. Ur held a girl, the younger of the two by around a few minutes.
Ur looked at Silver.
"Color scheme?" he asked. "It is one my family's traditions."
Ur smiled. "I already told you I don't have a problem with that. Do you have any suggestions?"
"How about Eggplant?" he asked jokingly.
Ur glared at him. "You should be grateful I'm holding a baby right now."
Silver gulped.
"Actually," Ur continued, her voice darkening. "Elle, take the baby."
She handed the girl over to me, and Silver started cowering. "You know, Ur, I'm holding one of the babies, too!" he pointed out desperately.
"Elle has two hands," Ur said, grabbing the boy and passing him to me.
I would have hit my hand to my forehead if I didn't have my hands full.
And then I turned away as Ur started kicking Silver's ass, shouting things like, "How DARE you suggest we name our CHILD that?"
"How about...uh...Caramel?" Silver suggested.
"SHE'S NOT A CAFÉ DRINK!" Ur shouted.
A giggle brought my eyes down to the girl baby, who was smiling as she watched her mother kick her father's ass.
She tugged on her twin's ear, and the boy woke up, grumpily glaring.
She pointed at their parents and made incomprehensible baby noises, and her older brother cheered up as they watched their parents.
Once again, the babies in this world do not follow the normal process of childhood and psychology.
But I can't really change it, and it sure makes handling them a lot easier, so who fucking cares anyway at this point?
Me.
I care. Why couldn't Mashima research this shit before he started writing? Who wouldn't research this shit. Especially when he threw in Asuka?
But no matter, back to the babies in my arms.
They were twins, and even their facial structure and eye shape was exactly the same. While they didn't have much hair on their heads, and their hair shared the same dark shade – which is to be expected considering Ur and Silver's hair colors.
One was a boy and one was a girl; yes, their genders separated them, and the girl would (probably) end up growing out her hair like Ultear (either long in the future or the Wendy-like pigtails she had now). The babies still looked almost exactly alike.
But there was one difference.
Their eyes focused on mine as I looked down at them, before their attention was directed back to their parents and Porlyusica, who was now hitting Silver with a broom for 'stressing out' Ur right after delivering birth.
The boy's eyes were a dark gray color with white and black flecks across them, and the girl's was a pretty deep purple hue.
"What about Violet?" I suggested quietly.
The fighting stopped as the three of them looked at me.
"What?" Ur asked.
"For the girl," I said, looking up. "What about the name, 'Violet'? It's the color of her eyes."
Ur moved closer, Silver following closely behind.
Porlyusica rolled her eyes, put down her broom and returned to her notebook, muttering angrily under her breath.
Ur took the girl from me and hovered over her, and Silver joined her by the side.
They smiled down at their daughter together, and I tried to stop myself from cooing at the adorableness of it all.
"Violet," Ur said softly. "I like it."
"It's perfect," Silver breathed, in awe of his little girl, who grabbed his finger when he went to touch her face (either to play with her cheeks or boop her nose, things I've seen him do with Maxie when Maggie was gone and Rex let the boys plays with her).
Ur looked back up at the me and the baby boy I was holding, who seemed to understand that his sister would return, but was getting a bit more anxious as time passed. "Any suggestions for her brother, Elle?"
I looked down at the baby. "If we follow the pattern of eyes…" I stared at the baby, and the boy, who seemed to realize this was important, stopped fussing for his sister and focused on me.
"We already have a Gray and a Silver," I pointed out. "But the flecks in his eyes…how about Ash?"
Silver took the baby from me and moved him over to his sister. The babies smiled at each other and the girl squealed, continuing her happy babbling. The boy was quiet, but seemed content now that he was back with his family.
"Ash and Violet," Porlyusica said from her corner, looking up. "It's fitting. NOW!"
Silver jumped at Porlyusica's shout and the babies giggled.
Porlyusica glared at Silver. "Ur needs bedrest."
"I'm fine, Porlyusica," Ur said.
Porlyusica glared at her, now. "I told you to stop working jobs when you were two months into the pregnancy, and you didn't listen. You have had twins! In addition to that, they were born prematurely but seem perfectly healthy."
Her eyes moved to me. "I'm sure it's Elle you have to thank, but I'd like to keep the twins and Ur overnight, just in case. So, GET OUT."
Silver nodded, already knowing that he'd probably pull up a bed next to Ur to keep him company.
Ur, who know held both babies and was back in her bed, smiled up at her husband. "Why don't you announce the good news?"
Silver smiled, but also muttered under his breath, "Ridiculous fucking mood swings."
"What was that?" Ur hissed. "Did you say something, Silver?"
"No!" Silver said, darting for the door.
I looked at Ur, trying not to laugh. "How much of the way you're acting is because you're actually mad at him, and how much of it is because it's fun?"
"It's mostly the latter," Ur admitted, giggling and looking back down at her children. "But I was a bit mad at him for a few things earlier."
"Right," I said, realizing that Silver's hand was still broken and I needed to heal that.
A 'bit' mad. Okay, sure.
I made a funny face at the babies, who giggled, and then headed for the door. Ur waved behind me, and Silver stood at the top of the balcony, waiting for everyone in the guild to gather.
We were still missing a few people's attention so I requipped an air-horn and said (for the slayers) "Oi, slayers. Cover your ears."
Looking at the crowd, the kids had gotten theirs hands up, as well as Silver, and I set it off.
That got their attention.
I'm not going to go into detail about how hard it is to make an airhorn in this universe, but it's totally fucking worth it.
God, I miss Youtube.
"Ur has finished giving birth!" I shouted.
That kept everyone's attention.
Ur had been in labor for several hours, which led to a bunch of impatient people laying in wait. Which led to a bunch of people drunk.
"She's given birth to two beautiful babies!" Silver took over from here. "The oldest is Ash Milkovich-Fullbuster, an adorable little boy."
I was wondering what they were doing with the last names. I know that none of the other ice wizards' changed, even after the marriage. Ur is still Ur Milkovich, Ultear is still Ultear Milkovich, Silver is still Silver Fullbuster, Gray is still Gray Fullbuster and Lyon is still Lyon Vastia (and I can't help wondering if there's a story about that).
"Younger by four minutes!" Silver continued, his eyes watering a bit. "Is my adorable little girl, Violet Milkovich-Fullbuster."
More hooting, and Silver joined the "Dads Proud of Our Adorable Little Girls" club, which (as it had Dad's in the title) only included fathers.
I rolled my eyes and smiled.
I really should've known.
Men were just suckers for their adorable baby daughters.
"What's Fantasia?" Natsu asked, cocking his head as he looked up at me.
I smiled down at him and the other slayers, ruffling his hair. "It's a parade we have every year to show off our magic. And we're going to star in it!"
I turned to look at all of the kids, who were all seated. Kinana was next to Erik, who was still extremely clingy.
"Now, since the adults are all having kids or pregnant, they're going to be busy and want to watch the parade instead this year. Which means…it's all up to us."
The kids nodded a little knowingly.
"So," I continued. "The question is…what song are we going to choose?"
Gajeel perked up. "Song?"
What the fuck? Does he even know what a guitar is at this point?
"Gajeel, you can audition later," I chastised.
"Audition?" he asked.
I nodded, and looked back at everyone else. "Do we want to make it a party? Like a loud alternative rock song?"
"Like Unstoppable?" Juvia asked.
I nodded. "Or, we can go with a softer song. I have some options for both."
"Are we gonna stick it to the dark guilds again?" Macbeth asked lazily from where he sat beside Erigor.
"How about just the council?" Jellal offered.
There was snickering.
I rolled my eyes.
"I wanna hear the rock song!" Sting said excitedly.
I rolled my eyes and passed it to him. "Here you go. Same rules as last year, guys; auditions."
Sting pulled back from the card, after pushing it to his forehead to remember it. "THIS SONG IS AWESOME!"
"Let me see that," Gajeel muttered, grabbing it out of Sting's hand and looking at the card. "Uhhhhhh…"
Levy moved forward and hit the play button so everyone could hear it.
"Nice," Laxus smirked at me.
"I've got another one, but I already think I know who would sing it, and I need to know if they'd be able to reach those notes."
I took out another card and played it, turning towards the person I wanted. "Can you do it?"
They smiled. "I'm willing to try!"
And that was the start of that.
So...yeah. Support would be nice. And I'd love to see your guesses again, on both the songs and who is going to sing them (though to tell you the truth, the more important one is still kinda up for grabs. The first one they do is the one where Elle already picked someone, so...who do you think it is?).
Anyway...thanks guys.
