One night Edmund gets stinking drunk and picks up a girl in a bar.
The next morning, Edmund wakes up alone, and doesn't remember much of the previous night. And figures this is probably for the better.
Eighteen months late, Edmund's doorbell rings. When he opens said door, he find a baby in a pink whicker basket. With the baby is a note which simply reads "His name is Osmond Darling, and he's yours now."
A flood a vague memories of that night a bit over a year ago come back to him. The girl... her last name was Darling. A direct decendent of the very captain that his own grandfather had bickered with way back when.
Edmund picks of the baby and slides the empty whicher basket into his home. He then turns to his cat, gray-brown in colour.
"Lord Percy Percy," Edmund says to the cat. "May I introduce Osmond Darling-Blackadder?"
Lord Percy Percy purrs.
a/n: short. sweet. present tense. nothing terribly bad happens. (this is in No Way foreshadowing the next one. Not At All.)
The next morning, Edmund wakes up alone, and doesn't remember much of the previous night. And figures this is probably for the better.
Eighteen months late, Edmund's doorbell rings. When he opens said door, he find a baby in a pink whicker basket. With the baby is a note which simply reads "His name is Osmond Darling, and he's yours now."
A flood a vague memories of that night a bit over a year ago come back to him. The girl... her last name was Darling. A direct decendent of the very captain that his own grandfather had bickered with way back when.
Edmund picks of the baby and slides the empty whicher basket into his home. He then turns to his cat, gray-brown in colour.
"Lord Percy Percy," Edmund says to the cat. "May I introduce Osmond Darling-Blackadder?"
Lord Percy Percy purrs.
a/n: short. sweet. present tense. nothing terribly bad happens. (this is in No Way foreshadowing the next one. Not At All.)