The week had gone by at such a brisk pace. Cerebella and Beatrix continued their outings with Harry whenever possible, and all was well. And now, it was the day.

Harry woke up one morning with a bad feeling in his stomach. He knew what day it was, and he knew what that usually brought with it. He didn't believe Cerebella would ever hurt him, but after so many years of abuse, doubts and paranoia tends to stick around, especially on a day as specific as this. Whimpering, he decided the best plan was to hide under the sheets.

However, his parents were not about to let him do that... The door slowly cracked open, and Beatrix and Cerebella looked inside sadly before walking in. "Harry...?" Cerebella said softly, sitting on the bed and gently putting her hand on the little lump under the blanket. "Harry... Did you know it's your birthday today...?"

"U-Uh-huh..." Harry whimpered.

His obvious fear genuinely took the hidden excitement the two women had down a little bit. They had figured he would be hesitant about celebrating his birthday, but he seemed just as scared as when Beatrix first began to teach him. "Aw..." Beatrix cooed softly. "Sweetie, can you come out? Please?" Harry remained under the blanket.

The two women exchanged a glance before Cerebella gently moved the blanket off of the boy. He winced slightly and looked up at his mothers. Their hearts broke when they saw his red, tear-stained eyes. "Aw, Harry... You were crying..." Cerebella said softly before picking him up gently and cuddling him close.

"M'sorry..." Harry mumbled. "I didn't mean to make you sad..."

"No, Harry, it's not you." Cerebella said softly. "I just feel bad that you're so terrified of your own birthday. Today's meant to be a special day."

"But... my mommy and daddy are dead..." Harry whimpered. Both women exchanged sad glances. Aside from the fear of his old family, his parents being dead was clearly something no one as tiny as him should've had to go through.

The two women set him down and laid with him, one on each side, wrapping an arm around him gently and giving him a sad smile. "Yeah... But they'd still want you to have a happy birthday..." Cerebella said softly..

"That's right... Kids like you are supposed to look forward to their birthday... It's supposed to be the highlight of the year for them... Yet you're so scared you don't even want to get out of bed."

"It's... It's because... I...My uncle called it beating day... It's the day he'd heat the fire poker, and..." His voice cracked and he covered his eyes, beginning to sob softly.

The two women were heartbroken at this point. The two women held the bundle in between them, giving Harry a warm hug. They let the tiny boy cry until he managed to calm himself down, and the women smiled at him.

"Well, if you're willing to, we'd like to celebrate your birthday. Just us and Auntie Feng." Cerebella said softly, kissing her son on the nose.

"That's right, hun... We can show you what a birthday is supposed to be like... We can show you that birthdays can be fun. Just trust us... Please?" They'd originally planned on inviting Regina and Hubrecht, but with Harry as upset as he was, it was probably for the best that he spent it with just the ones he was closest to.

Very slowly, he looked up at the two women, then finally nodded. They both smiled and kissed his head as a sign of affection. It seemed to begin to make him smile slightly, so they took turns kissing him, trying to get him to smile. Eventually, they decided it was time for breakfast, and Beatrix carried her son to the kitchen. "Hey~!" Feng cooed kissing his forehead. "Happy birthday sweetie!"

Harry tensed up slightly, but put on his best smile. "Th-Thank you, Auntie Feng..." He squeaked. Feng tilted her head, then smiled brightly at him.

"I hope you're ready, 'cause we are gonna have such a great day today!" She chirped. "I'm making you a super yummy breakfast. You're gonna love it!"

"O...Okay..." Harry mumbled. He didn't want to upset his Aunt Feng, so he was trying his best to seem as happy as he could. Both women noticed this and smiled sadly at him.

"Hey, it's okay hon." Cerebella said calmly, rubbing his head. "It'll be okay."

"We're here for you now Harry." Beatrix added.

Harry tried to calm himself down, to reassure himself that this birthday would not be like the rest, but the lingering fear persisted. It was a trauma he would need help to recover from... He remembered how hard it always was to move after his birthday beatings... And it seemed to be getting harder and harder to get back up again every year... In fact... He thought that if it had kept up... He would have been killed...

He looked up at Beatrix and finally let a smile form on his face. He nuzzled closer and mumbled "Mama.", making Beatrix grin widely.

"Aww, so precious." She cooed, hugging Harry then passing him over to Cerebella.

"Mommy..." He said, trying to be happy with his family. Cerebella smiled softly and rubbed his back.

"C'mon sweetie. Let's get ready to eat."

Harry nodded and let himslf be carried to the table, where he found his breakfast waiting for him. It was a two-stack of chocolate chip pancakes, with maple syrup. Auntie Feng had also added whipped cream, as well as the words 'Happy birthday, Harry!' imprinted into the pancake. Harry almost teared up. It was so nice... He loved it.

"Aw, I'm glad you like it sweetie." She said softly, seeing the happy look on his face. "Go on, eat up!" It took Harry a few minutes before he started eating. He didn't want to eat what his aunt had worked so hard on, but also knew she worked hard on it, and finally began eating.

It was delicious... His auntie had really gone all out this time, and just for him too... Just for his birthday... He ate his pancakes with the smallest hint of a smile on his face. The three women watched the little boy eat with fond smiles, though Feng was slightly disturbed by how ill at ease he seemed... He seemed more scared of his birthday than any other day... Perhaps Cerebella could explain later... She'd looked through all the pictures...

After he was done, he was picked up by Cerebella, and she and Beatrix made their way over to the couch in the living room. Sitting with Harry on her lap, Cerebella decided to try and raise Harry's spirits a bit, lightly tickling his ribs. Harry squirmed at first, then let a soft giggle escape. "Hm... I think you're ticklish..." Cerebella grinned.

Harry laughed uproariously as his mother tickled him, Beatrix watching on in silent amusement. It was nice to hear her child laughing on his big day... Finally, Cerebella stopped tickling Harry and just cuddled him close against her bust, gently stroking his head and smiling down at him warmly.

She smiled down at him, then passed him over to Beatrix, who held the boy up to her face and smiled before kissing him. "Daw... your laugh is so precious!" She cooed. "Feeling better now, sweetie?"

"Yes Mama." Harry said timidly. "Thank you..."

The two women smiled at their child. "Pretty good birthday so far, huh, Harry?" Cerebella asked. Harry nodded his head slowly. No pain was inflicted and his breakfast was delicious.

"Glad you think so, hun, because we're just getting started." Beatrix replied. "This is gonna be a great day, and you're gonna learn to love your birthday."

Harry was still apprehensive about the idea, but he knew his parents wouldn't ever hurt him, so maybe they were right. Maybe he COULD come to enjoy this day. Even if it was just him with his mommy and mama and auntie, that was still a good day to him, in a sense, making this birthday already a good day.

Cerebella and Beatrix exchanged a smile, then looked down at the boy. They thought about their ideas for the day... The cake had been decided on the night prior... They'd spent all week shopping for presents for the boy... The four occupants of the house were going to have an indoor picnic [though Beatrix still trusted Donald about as far as she could throw him with food...]

Speaking of that cursed duck. it made its way over and honked up at Harry as if saying 'Hello' to him. Harry giggled and patted the duck's head. Cerebella let out a soft 'aww' at their interaction, looking up at Beatrix who was staring at the duck with an agitated face, but wasn't saying anything.

Donald decided he wanted to take a seat in Harry's lap, waddling his way up and nestling down, making himself comfortable as Harry petted him. The other pets entered soon after, Beatrix having brought Peter and Hazel along so they too could be a part of Harry's big day. Kitty leapt onto Donald's back to playfully bat at Harry with his paws. Harry giggled and stroked Kitty's head. Beatrix grinned deviously. "I hope Kitty bugs you like you bug me..."

"Donald lets Kitty ride on his back all the time." Cerebella retorted.

Beatrix screamed into a pillow in response. Harry looked somewhat confused at Beatrix and held out his arms. Cerebella grinned and handed her over. Beatrix blinked then smiled, kissing his head. "Well... Harry." She began gently. "Your mommy and I got some things for you." Harry blinked in surprise and looked up at her.

"R-Really...? For me...?" Harry asked softly. Both women grinned at him. "I...I... Thank you..." The little boy began to tear up and his mothers exchanged a sad glance.

"Hey... It's your birthday..." Beatrix replied, stroking his back gently. "Of course we'd get you presents... Your auntie Feng bought some too."

"But... you didn't have to." Harry mumbled. "I...I don't deserve them..."

"Aww, sweetie." Beatrix said softly, lifting Harry's chin up. "What your aunt and uncle kept telling you... they're wrong. And don't feel bad about them. We bought them for you because we love you."

Harry buried his face into her chest, clutching tightly to her, smiling into the magician's tight embrace. Beatrix smiled and rested her chin atop his head. Smiling, Cerebella rose to her feet, stepping into the other room to collect the presents as her lover held the boy close.

When she returned, she looked at the gifts they had, randomly choosing one and picked it up. It was a box wrapped up in green paper. She handed it to Harry, who looked at it like it was the most foreign thing he had ever seen. It was both adorable and somewhat heartbreaking. Mostly adorable though.

He looked at it with his big green innocent eyes, seeming hesitant to open it, if only because he didn't want to disturb the pretty wrapping paper. Smiling, Beatrix yanked it slightly from the corner. "If you open from here, the paper will be just fine." She explained, bemused by his hesitance. Nodding, Harry carefully pulled his gift open.

Harry's eyes widened as he picked up a small stuffed white owl. He looked at it, then held it close, a wide smile forming on his face. 'Hm. Didn't know he liked owls.' Beatrix mentally remarked. 'Still, if it makes him happy. Heh, maybe he'd become an animal handler when he's older.'

"Like it, sweetie?" Cerebella asked with a warm smile. He looked up at her with a large beaming smile.

"Thank you mama... Mommy..." He said gratefully.

""You wanna think auntie Feng for this one, Harry. She bought that one for you." Beatrix replied, messing up his hair.

"Thank you Auntie Feng." Harry said, looking to his aunt with adoring eyes as she entered the room. Feng let out a slight squeal of delight at the sight of it and grinned.

"Aww, you're welcome Harry, I'm glad you like it." She said with a smile. Cerebella picked up another gift and handed it to Harry, who didn't seem as apprehensive as he did last time. That was good, the weightlifter noted.

He pulled the gift open, and found a board game inside the wrapping paper. Cerebella grinned and kissed his head. "There's something we can all do together as a family."

Harry's eyes lit up at the suggestion, and the women thought it was adorable. The next hour progressed like this, and both Cerebella and Beatirx noted that their hopes were not in vain, as Harry did seem genuinely happy as time went on. It was clear he was still questioning why they would to this for him, but they could talk about that later. "Alright, we have one last gift for you, from me and Beatrix." Cerebella said with a smile.

Harry smiled brightly, thanking them for the umpteenth time that day as he took the present gratefully. He pulled it open to find... a binder. Curious, Harry pulled it open... And found that it was filled up with pictures. Pictures of him spending time with his family.

Harry gave a tiny gasp as he looked at it, slowly flipping through the pages until he came to the final page. On the back cover was a note.

'To Harry, you are forever loved, you are safe, and you are special, you are our son.'

Love, Cerebella and Beatrix

Harry slowly looked up, tears forming in his eyes.

He hugged the photo album close and sniffled softly in joy. "This...is the best present ever..." He said softly, smiling tearfully up at his parents.

Both women smiled and wrapped an arm around him, pulling him into a tender embrace from either side. "I'm glad you like it, sweetie." Cerebella cooed.

"Yeah... You're such a sweetheart." Beatrix agreed.

Harry finally felt something just... disappear. The remaining fears and insecurities he may have had buried somewhere in his mind just... dissipated. With both his mommies and aunt Feng here, he felt like he actually belonged, and he believed now that he was loved, loved in a way he never believed he could be loved.

He remembered everything they'd done for him. All the time they'd spent together. All the times his parents comforted him when he needed them... It all came down on him. A massive wave of warmth and love and sheer, unadulterated happiness... This was the best birthday ever...

"I think he liked it." Beatrix whispered. She had been a bit apprehensive about the gift idea, but now when she saw how happy her son was, she knew Cerebella had the right idea.

"I think so too." Cerebella grinned, hugging her son close.

"Hey, stop hogging him."

Both women exchanged a glance before laughing softly. Cerebella passed her son back to hsr lover, who took him with a smile on her face.

Beatrix felt her heart melt when she felt Harry's tiny arms trying to wrap around her in a hug. The magician hugged her son tightly back with a wide grin on her face. The two remained in their happy embrace for a few moments, until Beatrix let go.

Beatrix and Cerebella exchanged a smile and rose to their feet. "All right, we opened up presents... Now let's break out the board games, shall we?" Cerebella said, Beatrix smiled and nodded. Board games were a rather humdrum, mediocre way to spend a birthday of all things... But for someone as harmed as Harry, they were perfect.

The four sat around a table, setting up the board game. It was one called Jenya. They set up the tower of blocks and let Harry go first. He took a block out and put it on top of the tower. Beatrix went next, then Cerebella, and finally Feng. A few turns later, things were getting intense, Beatrix knew that if she did this right, Feng would have no choice but to make the tower fall. As she slowly began to take the brick out-

"HONK!"

The sound of the duck honking directly into her ear startled her into jumping, causing her to accidentally knock the the tower over. She sat with her eye twitching before glaring at Donald. "Cheating little rat with wings..." She grumbled, sulking in her seat. Donald just quacked in her ear again. She made sure Harry wasn't looking before flipping the duck off.

Harry just laughed, and Beatrix knew she couldn't be that mad. Actually, she could, but she wasn't going to let that happen in front of Harry. Shaking her head in defeat, she decided to just set it up and try again. "That wasn't my fault." She muttered.

Feng patted Donald's head gently. "Let's just let Beatrix play the game fair and square, okay?" Donald leaned against her contently. She giggled. The group played a second round, this time uninterrupted. The game went on for ten minutes before Cerebella wound up knocking the tower over.

Beatrix smirked to herself, casting a quick glance to the duck, who seemed mockingly indifferent. Harry's laughter took her away from her mortal enemy as she smile over at her son. It seemed to be working. He finally seemed to be losing the fear that surrounded his birthday.

The magician sighed and smiled sadly. Then she looked over at the clock. "Huh. Looks like it's lunchtime now... Cerebella, you're out of the game. You wanna go grab it from the kitchen?" Cerebella nodded and rose to her feet, pouting slightly from her loss but quickly getting over it as she grabbed the basket containing their indoor picnic.

Beatrix smiled and picked up Harry, holding the boy close, who now had a wide grin on his face as he looked up at her. It was funny to Beatrix, a few weeks ago, those eyes would've been filled with fear and potentially resentment, but now when she looked into Harry's eyes, she saw love and adoration sparkling back up at her.

"All right, hun, lunchtime now." Feng rose to her feet to help Cerebella set the food at the table, making sure to fill the animals' bowls as well. The group continued to play board games as they ate their lunch. Harry won Jenga, and felt pride in himself. It was great fun.

Cerebella and Beatrix felt the happiness from Harry, and it made everything feel right. They didn't know if the fears he had were completely gone, but he seemed to at least have taken several steps towards getting better. That's more than they were hoping for. Harry was so innocent, yet so mistreated, it was heartbreaking knowing what he had been through. But now, he was safe, and he was loved.

The family ate happily, Beatrix taking the occasional ['occasional' meaning 'very frequent'] death glare at Donald to keep him away from her share of the food. Didn't stop the duck from snagging some anyway, much to her chagrin. It didn't help that he shared her lettuce with her rabbits."Et tu, Peter and Hazel?" Muttered the grouchy magician.

She then noticed Harry seemed to be feeding bits of his food to the duck, who was happily eating them before looking back to Beatrix. "Harry..." She began. the tiny boy turned and looked at her with a tilted head. "Never mind."

She was unwilling to chide her son for his innocence. It wasn't his fault Donald was a manipulative little piece of- 'Wow, I'm beginning to think I have issues.' After the picnic was finished and the family decided they'd had enough with board games, they decided to watch one of the movies they'd gotten Harry as a gift.

Harry sat between Cerebella and Beatrix. The pair had argued briefly over who's turn it was to hold him, and eventually decided to just let him be between the two. Once the movie was playing, Harry seemed to get completely absorbed into it. It was a movie about Yetis, and the mystery of the 'Small Foot' as they referred to humans.

It was a decent enough kid's film, nothing really groundbreaking, but as long as Harry was at ease, both of his parents were content. After the movie ended, Feng rose to her feet. "Well, I'd better go work on that cake now..." The juggler grinned at Harry and messed up his hair. "I promise you are going to LOVE it!"

"Right... I'm gonna head to my place and get started on his birthday dinner." Beatrix agreed, rising to her feet and moving to the door.

"Bye mama!" Harry called happily. Beatrix smiled and waved back, leaving Harry with Cerebella.

"Are you tired, sweetie?" Cerebella asked, already knowing the answer.

"N...No..." Harry mumbled, before yawning slightly. Cerebella laughed gently and picked him up.

"Daw... you've had a big day, cutie." Cerebella cooed. "Why don't you take a nap, and I'll wake you up when it's time to eat?"

Harry snuggled in closer, closing his eyes as he rested his head against his mother's chest. His droopy eyes finally stayed closed as he drifted off to sleep in his mother's arms. Cerebella smiled, then leaned back with a soft sigh. "Happy birthday, Harry... I'm glad you're having a good one so far..." She said softly.

She remained where she was for roughly an hour and a half. She drifted off herself slightly, sighing contently as she felt the weight in her lap breathing peacefully. When she woke up, the first thing she noted was that something smelled AMAZING. She couldn't tell if it was Beatrix's dinner, Feng's cake, or both. But whatever it was, she wanted it.

"Meow?"

Looking over, she saw Kitty looking up at her innocently. Smiling, she reached over and gave her pet a scratch behind the ears, getting him to purr. "Heh... Hey, Kitty... You enjoying Harry's birthday too?" She said jovially. Kitty mewled in response and nuzzled into her hand affectionately.

The small cat jumped over onto the couch and nuzzled against Harry, making the sleeping boy smile. Cerebella chuckled softly, feeling... content. She had Beatrix, she had Harry, and her son was finally opening up, she had helped him overcome what may have been one of his worst fears... That made her happy. She felt relieved knowing she could help her son.

She heard footsteps and looked over to see Beatrix enter the room. "Finally up, huh, sleeping beauty?" She teased with a light smirk. Cerebella smiled.

"Yeah... Harry was sleepy... He's been having a big day... Heh..." Beatrix smiled at the sleeping child as she stepped into the room.

"Well, dinner's ready, so come and get it. It's one of my specialties." The magician boasted with a grin.

Cerebella shook Harry gently. The tiny boy mumbled something inaudible and slowly opened his eyes. "Mommy?" He mumbled.

"Hi cutie, it's dinner time." she said softly, tickling his chin, earning a tiny giggle from the boy.

He stretched his tiny arms in an attempt to wake himself up and looked up at his mother before snuggling in closer to her. Chuckling, Cerebella carried him downstairs, Beatrix trailing behind. At the delicious smell wafting through his nostrils, Harry fully awakened and looked at Beatrix, blinking brightly. The magician grinned at him, unable to keep a hint of smug pride off her face. "Smells good, huh? That's your birthday dinner." She said.

"Thank you mama." Harry said, finally managing to wake himself up. The magician grinned and patted his head as Cerebella sat him down in a chair.

"You're welcome, sweetie." Beatrix smiled down at the tiny boy, who gave a small smile in response. Why was everything he did so adorable?!

Feng peeked out from the next room with a beaming smile. "I finished baking the cake too!" She chirped. "Let's get to eating now, okay?" Harry nodded and smiled as he was set down at the table. He watched his mother set down his dinner in front of him.

There was some food his Auntie Feng had made, and some he didn't recognize. Beatrix served up some pancakes to start, placing them on Harry's plate and occasionally glaring over at that cursed duck, which thankfully seemed to have backed off, respecting Harry's food. But she also noted that it would cast a glance to her plate. 'No.' Beatrix mentally scowled.

Beatrix set down a plate of chicken parmesan on the table and looked over at Donald with a grin. "I've been curious about what this would taste like with duck, so I wouldn't push my buttons too much if I were you." Donald looked at the cooked bird, then at the knives on Beatrix's clothing, then back at the bird. Then he waddled away to go cower where she wouldn't see him.

Cerebella blinked. "...Okay, I think you've managed to scare him straight now."

"Great!" Beatrix said with a smile. Thankfully, Harry didn't seem to notice as Kitty had come by and was currently being pet by the tiny boy. The other sat down and began their meal. The food was great and the atmosphere was pure, Harry didn't seem to hesitate or ask if eating was okay this time. Cerebella and Beatrix took turns feeding him, and he always seemed readily hungry for more.

"I think he's really warming up now." Cerebella remarked, looking down at Harry who was eating some pancakes. "I think the worst of the fear is gone, or at least, more manageable."

Beatrix smiled and nodded. "Yeah... He's finally opened up... Heh... Now you can be the happy little guy we all know you are, isn't that right, Harry?" Harry beamed at his mothers and his auntie... His family... This was what a birthday was supposed to be... Just an enjoyable time with his loved ones...

Once dinner was finished, Harry was picked up by Beatrix, and giggled as the black-haired woman playfully tickled his sides, making his squirm and laugh. His tiny voice was still one of the cutest things Beatrix had ever heard. Feng had disappeared to get dessert, and Cerebella was cleaning off the table. The two women had earlier agreed they'd both clean up, but Beatrix decided this was more important.

Cerebella didn't mind one bit. Beatrix needed some time to bond alone with Harry too. She hadn't been in his life for as long as she had after all...

"Daw... you're such a little cutie." Beatrix cooed, kissing Harry's forehead. Beatrix was left in shocked silence when Harry reached up and kissed Beatrix on her cheek. The magician gasped and looked down at her son, surprised, before her face grew into a massive grin. She began smother his face with kisses in response.

Cerebella chuckled and Feng clasped her hands together, letting out a long "Awwwww!" as her eyes sparkled and teared up. By the time Beatrix pulled away, Harry's face was covered in purple lipstick marks. He wore them with pride, smiling widely and resting his head against his mama's breast, enjoying her warm and loving embrace. He couldn't believe this was the same woman that had scared him back when he was first found.

Beatrix couldn't believe this was the tiny boy she had frightened when he first arrived, now he was the most precious little boy who loved her with all his heart. Beatrix wrapped him up in her arms and hummed contently, with a closed-eyed smile as she rocked the tiny boy back and forth.

Cerebella watched the scene before her with a warm smile. Harry had accepted Beatrix since their relationship started... But it felt like this was officially cemented now. It melted her heart to see just how close they had gotten over the months Cerebella had had him. The pure love emanating between the two was enough to make her tear up in happiness.

"Ooh... I just love you!" Beatrix cooed, holding her son close. "You're just so tiny and cute! I just love you so much!" Harry giggled and leaned into the embrace, enjoying the love and affection his mother was giving to him. Maybe his birthday wasn't something to be worried about. Honestly he began to believe maybe this was a good day.

Yes... If he got to spend time with his family like this every birthday, then he was absolutely certain he could learn to love it like Dudley loved his. He didn't need the mountains of presents Dudley got. He didn't need to go to zoos or movie theaters or burger places. All he needed was his family to be with him.

Feng and Cerebella just watched the adorable interaction between the two. Neither one of them wanted to interrupt it, even for cake. "Wow... I..." Feng began but laughed, unsure of what to say. "I never would've expected her to have THAT much of a soft side..."

Cerebella grinned as she turned to her best friend. "Neither did I, but that soft side's a huge reason I fell in love with her... I just love how sweet she can be..."

Beatrix overheard them and blushed slightly, hiding it behind Harry's tiny form with a slightly annoyed expression on her face. "Take a picture why don't you?"

Click.

Beatrix blinked as Cerebella was suddenly holding her phone, taking a picture of the two. "I was being sarcastic..." Beatrix muttered.

"Yeah, but you both look so cute together!" Cerebella grinned. Beatrix sighed and shook her head. knowing she wasn't going to win this argument.

She just rested her chin atop Harry's head and maintained her best grump face, which got a giggle out of Feng and Cerebella. "Aww, you're cufe when you're all grouchy like that, Trixie." Cerebella teased.

"Shut up..." Beatrix muttered, pulling Harry closer to her chest, now not feeling like ever giving him back. "He's all mine now."

"You don't want to do that." Cerebella blinked, suddenly getting serious.

Beatrix huffed and tightened her hold on the boy. "Sure I do. And I'm going to." Cerebella gave a competitive grin.

"You challenging me?" Beatrix leaned forward with a grin, both women touching noses.

"Maybe I am."

"Girls... At least wait until Harry's asleep." Feng groaned.

They both blinked, realizing what Feng was getting at, and backed up slightly. But much to Cerebella's annoyance, Beatrix didn't let go of Harry. While Cerebella was ready to fight her over this, the look of content and happiness on her son's face made her realize she couldn't. Not while he was awake.

She was looking forward to a good spar with her girlfriend, though. Beatrix was, by far, the co-worker she enjoyed sparring with the absolute most. And it was even better after they had left behind all their previous animosity, because now they could focus all their attention on enjoying the thrill of the fight instead of anger at one another.

"Hey, I think it's time." Feng remarked. The two women turned in confusion, then realized what she was getting at and nodded. Harry seemed confused, and Beatrix patted his head.

"You'll see soon love." She cooed softly.

She pulled the cake out of the fridge and set it down carefully before grabbing a kitchen knife and cutting into it, making sure her little nephew got a nice big slice. Because hey... He was the birthday boy, after all. "Thank you, Auntie Feng." Harry said gratefully as she set the plate down in front of him with a warm smile.

"Aw, I'm glad you like it honey." Feng grinned. Cerebella and Beatrix as on either side of Harry, eating their own cake and occasionally smiling down at Harry who was clearly loving the dessert. The two occasionally would feed him a little bit, getting a happy coo fomr the tiny boy.

The cake was finished quickly, and the family of four sat at the table for an extra thirty minutes, chatting animatedly and having a good time. The pets joined as well, even Donald returning from where he was hiding in the bathroom. He decided to lay off Beatrix for a while. It was getting a big stale anyway.

Harry was just happy to be with his parents, and it was clear they were happy to be with him. Harry didn't always understand what they were talking about, but looked up in interest, trying his best to follow along. This didn't go unnoticed by the two women. "Heh, did you have a good day?" Cerebella grinned down at her son.

Harry nodded his head in affirmation, before yawning softly. Chuckling, Cerebella scooped him up into her arms gently and stroked his back. "Mommy...? Mama...? Auntie Feng...?" All three women gave him their full attention. "I don't think I'm scared of my birthday anymore...

The three grinned widely as the two women hugged him, one on each side, leaving Harry sandwiched between the two. "Yay!" Cerebella cheered.

"Great to hear it kid." Beatrix grinned, kissing him on the top of his head. Harry giggled at the affection they were giving him. He loved their affection.

He yawned again, and Cerebella chuckled. "All right, hun, let's get you to bed now, okay?" Harry nodded against her shoulder and then almost immediately began to snore softly.

The two women put him to bed and stepped back, watching their son sleep peacefully. "Heh... I think he's happy." Cerebella sighed.

"I think 'happy' is underselling it a little bit." Beatrix smirked. "The kid seemed like his heart was gonna give out in joy more than once."

Both women exchanged smiles, then a deep kiss. "Well... We did it... We got him completely out of his shell." Cerebella said with a warm smile.

"I'm glad to see it." Beatrix nodded. "The little guy was so far in there, I didn't think it was possible. Even before we got together I assumed you'd never get him fully out."

"So you're saying YOU were the reason he opened up?" Cerebella asked with a raised brow. "The woman who threatened to kidnap him? The one who terrifed him?"

"Yes."

Cerebella gave her an annoyed look, and she chuckled softly. "No, Cerebella, I didn't think that at all... I didn't think either one of us would completely save him from himself."

"Yeah, yeah..." Cerebella cast a sad smile at her sleeping boy. "Well, he's happy now. THat's all that matters."

"Agreed." Beatrix nodded.

"Hey guys?" Feng called. "I need you in here." The two looked to one another in confusion, and walked out to where Feng was holding a letter.

"This is for you two." She remarked. "...and me."