"Hugo!"
I shouted as my son pulls my pigtail, trying to do something to my hair. I think he was a little mad at me because I forced him onto all those baby girls. He seemed to want to just hang out with Bernadette, only to get interrupted by Mia and Lola constantly...wait a minute, these are babies! What the hell am I thinking!?
"GA!" My son shouted at me.
"Ugh, you are just like your father." I growled before setting him down in his playpen. With a couple wiggles and a yawn, the small giddy child falls asleep. Giving me some time to rest! Without a second thought, I lay down on the couch near the playpen and closed my eyes. I have at least 15 minutes of sleep if I am lucky.
"MARINETTE!"
I am not lucky... My mother was calling for me and she woke up Hugo! Now I had to carry the crying baby downstairs to see what she wanted. Which sucked, I wanted to sleep! I head to the area where I heard her voice, which was the living, and gasped at the sight of Gabriel on my couch.
"No..." I growled.
"Marinette..." My mother started as she walks towards me from behind the kitchen. My father was sitting across from Gabriel as the older male sits uncomfortable on my couch.
"What the hell is HE doing here?" I asked as I pat my crying son on his back.
"He was informing us of a Gala." My mother said.
"We're not going!" I growled. A second later my son decided to ruin my last pink jacket by burning a river of breast milk onto my back. I shiver as it rolls down my cotton clothes.
"Uh...thank you Hugo..." I moaned. It's best to say thank you than to curse...
"Let me." My father says before standing up from his seat. Taking Hugo out of my arms, I remove my jacket from my body. Throwing the now destroyed fabric onto the ground by the door, I take a seat across from Gabriel in my living room.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"I just wanted to talk to your family about the benefits of having me in Hugo's life."
"I will kill you before that happens."
"MARINETTE!" My mother shouted at me in shock.
"Mom..." I said...okay, maybe I lost it for a bit but I was very upset! This man is responsible for EVERYTHING! Even Hugo's creation! "Sorry..."
"No, I understand. You and those girls must still have a lot of weight on your shoulder's now. Being unconscious...violated by the boys you call friends. Under HawkMoth's control, it would a shame if that happens again." Gabriel said as his eyes slowly move to my mom. "But to another person."
"If that happens, I am pretty sure Ladybug wouldn't mind hunting HawkMoth down and ripping his balls off." I growled. Gabriel looks back at me as and gives me a smirk.
"Of course, but who cares for them. It's just you and me now." Gabriel said.
"What do you want?"
"I want you and Hugo to come to my Gala. And your parents are welcomed to come as well."
"Why are you so interested in this Party?"
"I just want to show my grandson off, is that such a big deal?"
"It is to me." I growled. "Mom, can you leave the room. I want to have a private word with Gabriel."
"Okay." She responded. Picking up my dirty jacket, she walks into the back and closes her bedroom door. Once gone, I looked straight at Gabriel.
"You FUCKING horrible person..." I started as tears begin to form in my eyes. "To come here and go to my parents...are you that weak?"
"Marinette I-No!" I shouted, cutting him off.
"You will shut the FUCK up and listen to what I have to say..." I growled as my tears roll down my cheeks. "Adrien is gone because of you! My son will NEVER meet his father. He will never know how amazing his father was. He will never hear his voice. He will never get a chance to ask him a question. He will never know how brave and fantastic he was. My son deserves his father and he will never get him because of you."
"Don't forget you had a role in his demise too." He tells me, then I just lost it. Standing to my feet in a hurry, I flipped the coffee table to the side of the room before hovering over Gabriel. Glaring down at him, I grabbed his tie, yanking his scronie neck to me so that he was looking straight into my eyes.
"I will NOT take the blame for your CHOICE! I will only accept the aftermath." I tell him before letting him fall down to the couch. "Now get out of my house."
And with that said, he rose up from his seat and adjust his tie. Keeping his resting bitch face on the entire time he did this. Walking over to the door, he grabs the handle, but stops to look over his shoulder to ask:
"When Hugo was born...did anyone try to take him?" He asked me.
"What?" I asked, I was a little shocked...that he knew.
(Flashback)
Then it became the scariest...
"Hugo?"
I asked as I looked around the room. I gave Hugo the gift of life yesterday, so I was a little confused and dazed because of drugs. My head feels like it's in the skies and my legs had no feeling in it. Hugo was next to me, sleeping after coming into the world not too long ago and eating from my chest. My mother was in the room snoring and my father left to eat food. It was a quiet night, very quiet and somewhat peaceful.
I remembered blinking a couple of times. Staring up at the roof with the spinning fan. losing myself to the white noise. I turned to look at the side of the room to see the crib that my son should have been sleeping in was gone. It took a while to kick in, but I soon realized my son was gone. Sitting you, I looked over to my mom. She was still sleeping and the room had no baby sounds. Worried, I crawled out of bed and entered the halls barefooted. Which is not a great feeling, hospitals are normally cold and have tiles, so it's basically stepping on ice.
"Hello?" I shouted into the hallway. Looking around, there was no one in the hallway, which was extremely scary by the way! No answer, just the feeling of terror seeping into my veins. Quickly, I walked towards the area where they hold the babies. You know, that showroom where you can examine the kids from a glass window but you can't look at them. Running over there, I gasped at the sight of a dead nurse and crying babies. The nurse was shot in the head when she was opening the door to the room!
Her blood splattered on the door as her body slumped on it to keep it open. Looking over to a crib, I saw that a crib with Hugo's name was ruffled. The blanket was thrown to the ground and the crib had a small crack on the side.
"Hugo!?" I shouted before running straight to the lobby. There, my father was walking to me with food in his hand. There were two ladies at the front desk talking, but I gave them no mind. In a panic, I run over to him and shouted:
"SOMEONE TOOK HUGO!" I shouted at my father.
"What!?" He asked, the two ladies at the desk looked over to me. I looked over at them and begin to have a little panic attack.
"There's a dead nurse! And my son is missing!" I shouted, one lady rose up from her seat and pressed a red button. The other one runs to where the dead nurse is. The lady that pressed the button walks over to my father. She then looks at me.
"Stay here, we will be right back." She tells me before running down the hallway with my father behind her. I looked around the area for a bit, thinking what to do now. What could I do? My son was missing and I didn't know where the hell he was! My heart would not stop beating and my toes would not stop trembling.
"My sweet boy." A woman spoke, I quickly turned around to see a tall woman with black hair holding what appeared to be a wrapped child. I didn't know they sent the children out at night. Walking over to her, I looked over her shoulder, only to gasp and lung at the child. But I missed her and fell to the ground.
And here is a side note, after giving birth, the lower half of your body becomes a disposable for all the crap that was being held in there. Like blood, junks of meat and sometimes even organs. So, women would sometimes have to stay in the hospital for that crap to heal so you won't have a cord sliding on the ground as your walk. They normally don't inform us of this crap when we're in school, so you have to learn it sometime before or/and after giving life. Trust me, it sucks, having a gaping hole in between your legs is brutal. And knowing that it's bleeding your organs is worse than a period.
So when I fell to the ground, a large amount of pain nearly sent my body into a coma. Then blood seeped through my legs, staining my hospital pants as I stood up to my feet. The lady walks past me holding Hugo, not paying me a mind in the world. So slowly, I stood up from my laying position, ignoring my cord falling down my body to the point the tip was sliding a few inches from the borderline of my hole, and growled.
"Give me my son!" I shouted.
"Why?" The woman asked me, but she doesn't stop walking, she just looks down at my child in a loving manner. "A gift as precious as him should not be wasted on the likes of you."
"GIVE ME MY CHILD!" I shouted as I stood to my feet. Charging at her, I grabbed her by the hair and forced her down. Only to have her throw Hugo in the air. Gasping I let go to catch my son, only for this woman to grab my leg and cause me to fall down to the ground again on my face.
"HUGO!?" I shouted as my child falls. His body didn't hit the ground, two colors appeared before me and grabbed the ends of the sheets he was wrapped in. Holding the body from the cold ground, Tikki and Plagg slowly float the baby away from me and the woman.
"Ugh! Baby is heavy!" Plagg shouted as he and Tikki rest him on the lobby ladies desk. Once down, Tikki checks my son by rubbing his face with her tiny hands, to this Hugo giggled.
"He's perfect!" Tikki shouted.
"MARINETTE!" My father screamed, causing the two Kwami's to hide as he and police run towards me. The two officers grabbed the lady as the other one checks on my son.
"NO!" The woman screamed as she fought the two officers. She punched, kicked, scratch and even bites them enough for one to use her twice, making her go limp and fall to the ground...why the hell did she try to take my Hugo away?
Kikkie: Oh, Hugo is special indeed! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed this and have a nice day and a happy mother's day as well!