This is short and nothing but fluff, but I couldn't resist.
I do not own magi or the characters. I do own my oc.
Chapter 6: Little Girl
—Badr's POV—
I smile as Sinbad continues to sleep in my arms. At just under a year old I can't even imagine how I survived without him. This little kid has become my entire world.
"He's sound asleep," says Esra coming over and checking on our son.
Almost my entire world.
"He is," I say as she reaches over to take him. "Sin's really precious."
"And a troublemaker," teases Esra holding him close. "He nearly knocked over the entire shelf today."
"I don't even want to-"
I stop as a loud crash is heard outside. I turn towards the door with a pause waiting for something. Everything stays silent.
"I'll go see what that was," I remark standing up. I help Esra up, as she holds Sinbad a bit closer. I kiss her cheek before moving to take my sword. "Keep Sin close."
"Be careful, Badr," warns Esra. I nod before exiting our home.
The moment I step outside the cold air hit my skin sending a chill down my spine. A light fog covers the area.
A creepy setting for a creepy situation.
I move to go towards the well. There was some pottery there that could have been the source of the noise. Even making my way over I try to stay silent. I won't be able to fight the way I used to. I pause as the well comes into view. A figure can be vaguely seen on the ground shattered clay surrounding them.
"Badr," says the voice. I step closer hoping it's not the one I recognize.
I pause upon seeing that it's Vartan on the ground. He injured and his leg is bleeding badly but he protectively holding a small bundle close to his chest.
"Vartan, What the hell happened to you," I ask going to help him up. He shoves my hands away roughly.
"You need to take her somewhere safe," he say breathlessly.
"Who is her," I ask as he moves the bundle. I'm speechless to see a little kid wrapped up in the blankets.
I reach over and gently stroke the babies cheek earning a small noise from her. She's very warm and her little cheeks are flushed. Her breathing is a little shallow and rapid. Even as I gently touch her again she whimpers.
"What the hell are you doing with a sick kid out here," I say. I take the baby into my arms and pull them close to my chest. Immediately they start to snuggle closer. I rub their back as they start to cry a little now awake. "It's okay," I coo needing to get them inside. "Let me take them in. Esra will help them and then I'll come back for you. Who are they?"
"Niece," he says forcing himself to get up. "I can't stay."
"Hold on," I say going to grab his arm. He shoves my hand away. "Vartan-"
"Promise to protect her," he snaps. "I can't stay. It's too dangerous."
"No," I say but the little girl starts to squirm. "Shit. I have to take her to Esra. Don't move."
I get up and quickly make my way back home. I'm worried about Vartan, but she needs help. Shit. I don't even know her name.
"Papa," whines the little girl struggling to get away.
"Aw," I pout getting her to look up at me. I watch as big gray eyes look up tears forming still. She hiccups and I can't believe how cute it is. "Don't you like Baba? I'm fun. At least my son thinks I am."
"Papa," whines the girl again. I just let her cry and rub her back not sure if I can really comfort her.
"Badr," says Esra the moment I walk in. She comes over quickly checking on the little girl. "What happened?"
"Vartan," I say. She goes and sets Sinbad down on the bed before coming back and moving to take the kid. She grips onto my shirt not wanting to leave. The poor thing is terrified. "He just handed her to me and told me to keep her safe."
"She burning up," says Esra finally getting the little girl to let go. She still crying and hiccuping. "Calm down, baby. You're safe." I watch for a moment as Esra rocks a little hoping to calm her down. The little girl pauses a bit and isn't crying but looks ready to burst into tears.
"I need to go get Vartan," I say gently pushing the babies silky but dirty hair out of her face. The little kid seems surprised and watches me with those metallic eyes. "I'll be right back."
—Esra's POV—
I watch Badr leave to go get Vartan continuing to hold the little girl close. I look down and smile as she hiccups again. She shakes her head gripping my shirt.
"You're a little thing, aren't you," I ask gently. She just watches me. She covered in dirt and probably needs changed. She seems so much smaller than Sinbad. "Let's clean you up. I should probably find out your name too."
I smile as the little girl just hiccups. She is a cute baby. I sit her down on the bed keeps the blanket around her.
"I just need to get something," I tell her. She watches me reaching up to get me to hold her again. "I'll be right back."
I walk to the other side of the house getting a rag, some water in a bowl and a cloth for a diaper. The little girl starts to cry quietly. It's sad to see her so scared.
"No need to cry," I coo setting the items down. I pull her close as she hides her face in my shoulder. "Calm down, little girl."
"Esra," says Badr coming back. I stay where I am as he comes in without Vartan. "He's already gone. I'd didn't want to leave the three of you to go find him."
"There's not much we can do about that," I sigh. "Does she have a name," I ask setting the calmer infant back down. I let her hold my finger with her hand.
"No idea," he says coming closer. He checks on Sin, who is sound asleep. Satisfied he comes over to help comfort the little girl. "He didn't say."
"Lala," speaks up the little girl. I turn as she starts to move my hand up and down with hers.
"Is that your name," says Badr. She looks at him, her head tilted to the side in confusion. "It's a cute little name. That's what we'll call you then, Lala."
She doesn't say anything and keeps watch Badr as he talks to her. I start to clean her up and she seems to relax a little. She has some scrapes and bruises but nothing serious other than her fever. Finally finished cleaning and changing her Badr scoops the little kid into his arms before setting her on his lap as he sits on the floor.
"She's wide awake," he chuckles. "Probably excited from the new people."
"Lala's probably all worked up," I say as she looks at us. She still looks like she could break out crying any minute now.
"Then let's play a little," he says reaching over and bringing Sinbad's blocks closer. Leila watches him closely as I sit on the bed and check on Sinbad. That boy could sleep though anything.
"You do this," instructs Badr setting one block on top of the other. She watches and looks back up at him. He smiles and she actually giggles a little.
"What a cute laugh," he says lifting her up and kissing her cheek. She pouts and wipes her cheek off.
"Hey," he whines and pouts as she giggles and smiles a little more. "Try with the blocks."
He points at them. She pauses and picks one up. She sets it on top of another before immediately pushing the little tower over.
"You don't destroy," says Badr. He tickles and she giggles more before they continue building and knocking over block.
It takes a while but Lala does seem to start to fall asleep.
"I think she finally sleepy," I say as Badr adjusts so she can lay on his chest. He smiles as she sucks her thumb and her eyelids start to droop.
"I was wondering if she ever would," he says rubbing her back. "What should we do about her?"
"It doesn't make sense to send her somewhere else. And she still sick. I suppose then that she's stuck with us."
"You hear that Lala," asks Badr as she yawns. "Welcome to the family."