Disclaimer: Gundam SEED belongs to Bandai, Sunrise, and whatever lucky bastard owns it. I am not gaining any profit whatsoever so don't sue the poor student who is about to become poorer when said student is about to go to college. Especially a private institution. Need to write a better disclaimer. Not that anybody reads this. OO

Summary: Cagalli experiences the ups and downs of motherhood. 'But no, she wasn't there to further humiliate and torture her poor mother…'

Pairings: Athrun/Cagalli, mentions of Kira/Lacus

Warnings: No real warnings here or spoilers for that matter. Just a little fluffy chapter filled with the joys of family life. Also my lame attempt at humor so entertain me at least for this chapter. Possibly for the whole fic.

A/N: I know how I said I wouldn't do a another chapter since the summary did once say 'one-shot drabble challenge' but I felt some fics of mine deserved an extension and here we are. This story will feature Athrun, Cagalli, and their family 'through the years' so to speak with the appearances by Kira, Lacus, and their family as well in later chapters with some cameos in between.

Enjoy the chapter.

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It was a sound that Cagalli had quickly gotten used to as a mother though with two children, twins at that, she didn't really have much choice in the matter. It could either fill her heart with joy and pride seeing them grow up right in front of her eyes, or make her despise the day that men like Athrun had come into her world with their strange idea of married bliss.

…which truly meant they were running off to fight off the bad guys who wanted to take over the world or just commit mass genocide because they were bitter at the world while she did all the really hard stuff such as cooking for picky eaters, getting stains out of newly bought clothing, and giving baths while getting one in the process for starters.

When she told Lacus this she had to wipe the silly grin that came to her face. Apparently they didn't share the same sentiments when it came to motherhood. Seeing as her and Kira's personality made it easy for them to raise their own twin children made her wonder what the hell she and Athrun were thinking when she found out she was pregnant.

…then again it could be argued they weren't really thinking when it happened.

It sometime often begged the questions: "Am I really a mother?", "Do I know what the hell I'm doing?", and "What in the world could that child possibly want NOW?!"

It had come to mean a variety of things, as well. With Adam it was, "I didn't do it, but it's broke!" and "I got a boo-boo on my knee!" For Lenore it was, "Adam took my dolly!" or "Adam hit me!" For the both of them, there was the preferred, "I didn't do it, he/she did it!"

And yet, somehow, without her knowing it, that sound had become her name. But no matter who said it, how they said it, or what it meant, Cagalli assumed nothing good could come of it being uttered at 2:14 a.m. one Saturday morning.

"Mommy?" the tiny voice whispered.

Though half of Cagalli's brain was still asleep (which was presumably the more comfortable half), she managed to open one eye. Not that it helped, since she was surrounded by darkness, most of which was hazy, thanks to her grogginess. She quickly gave hope to the idea that whoever it was might go away if she appeared to be asleep. Her mind agreed with her with a silent 'I triple dog dare you.' And she tried.

No such luck for her.

"Mommy?"

Torn between the urge to scream "WHAT?!" and the internal need to be a caring mother for her children, Cagalli finally opened both her eyes, and then, when she could form a whole sentence, her mouth. "What is it?"

"I had a bad dweam," the tiny voice responded, sounding even more pitiful. "Can I sweep with you and Daddy?"

When the request fully registered in Cagalli's mind, she automatically glanced to the left, where her husband was snoring quietly. She quickly checked. Yes, they were both dressed. After all, they were married with two children, not dead. Adults needed time to themselves, too, and Cagalli felt (no, she KNEW) she deserved some quality time with Athrun. It had almost been, what, three or four hours since the last time?

"Pwease?" the tiny voice pleaded. "I alweady went to the bafwoom."

Confused, Groggy, Angry-at-being-Woken-Early Woman instantly gave way to Bestest Mommy in the Whole-Wide-World.

"Okay, okay. C'mon, you." Cagalli blindly reached into the darkness, waiting for the child to come closer. Her hands brushed against a little round face, braided blond hair, and a Haro plushie which her father had given to her for her second birthday. Finally, Cagalli found a small waist and lifted her daughter into her lap. She caught a whiff of strawberry-scented gum, and her suspicions were confirmed.

Lenore claimed her usual spot between her parents, and planted her Haro plushie firmly between the pillows. She then crawled onto her father's chest. "Night, Daddy," she whispered, kissing his chin.

Athrun's reply was a grunt, oblivious to everything around him.

Lenore returned to her spot and promptly slid beneath the blanket.

Cagalli instantly felt used, among other things. She was the one that had woken up out of a deep sleep to help her youngest, by only a few minutes, child. But not just the baby, the only girl! And after all that, Athrun, the bum that didn't have the ability to mutter, "Night, sweetie," got the kiss? Life was now officially unfair, and the term 'motherhood' was devoid of any meaning whatsoever for her.

Just when she was about to label the younger version of herself a deceitful little traitor, Cagalli felt someone bump her arm. It was Lenore, of course. But no, she wasn't there to further humiliate and torture her poor mother. Instead, Lenore wrapped Cagalli's arm around her small shoulders and rested her head against her mother's side. "Night, Mommy," she murmured, yawning. She reached up long enough to kiss her mother's cheek. "Wuv you," she added just before falling asleep.

Either from pride or the need to brag, probably both, Cagalli beamed. Athrun had only gotten a kiss and a "Night." She'd gotten both...plus, a "Wuv you"...and snuggling privileges! Life was somewhat fair again, the value of motherhood restored, and the world saved...until Athrun had to go defend it against some pissed dictator with an urge to wipe out the Earth. But then, you couldn't let big things like that get you down. After all, it was the little things that really mattered.

Until 2:14 a.m. the NEXT morning, anyway…

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