Updated as of 2/21/18


A young-toddler-Amethyst sat on Paul's knee as he and Marko sat on the fountain. Her hair had grown out so she had a mop of blond hair that Dwayne would occasionally fix for her; it wasn't long enough for him to use anything besides little clips.
The two boys sat on the fountain and tried to teach Amethyst to speak.

"Mar-ko. Can you say Marko, Amethyst?" The little blond girl stared at Marko with bright blue eyes.

"How about Paul?" She looked at Paul and blinked at him. "Paul." He spoke slowly.

"Come on say Marko. Mm- ar- ko." Amethyst looked back at Marko.

"She's not gunna learn that fast." Dwayne told them from his spot on the couch.

"Yeah, well our names are easier than yours," Marko said.

"And hers," Paul added. David sat in his chair, like always, and glared at the child. She, as if sensing his gaze, turned around and stared back. Paul and Marko raised an eyebrow and looked over to David.

"Hey, David, why don't you try?" Marko suggested.

"I don't want anything to do with that thing," He growled as he looked away.

"Don't listen to that mean old David," Paul cooed to her quietly.

"Come on, we're all her daddies. We have to all take care of her," Marko insisted. David ignored him but grimaced.

"Why don't we try to teach her to walk again?" Paul suggested to Marko who nodded and got up. Paul put her down so she was standing between his legs. He kept his hands under her arms and let her get used to standing. Marko crouched down a few feet away.

"Come here, Amethyst. Come here Amy." Paul gave him a look.

"Amy?"

"Well, she has to learn how to say her name too, Amy is easier than Amethyst." Paul shrugged in agreement and helped Amethyst slowly walk to Marko. He let go of her and she took one step before falling. She caught herself on her little hands and slowly stood up. She stood for a brief moment before falling backwards. Paul caught her before she hit the ground. David suddenly got up.

"Where are you going?" Dwayne asked.

"Out." Was all he said before walking away.

David left the cave and got on his bike. He sped off trying to clear his head. This baby was taking over their lives. They were supposed to be blood sucking, skin tearing monsters yet Marko and Paul were turning into softies and Dwayne was becoming like a father for that.. that thing. Why had Max made them take in the child? They could barely take care of themselves and he expected them to take care of a child? And it was a girl no less. What did they know about how to raise a girl? He let out a sigh as he arrived at the boardwalk; he needed to feed.


Back at the cave Marko and Paul were still trying their best to teach Amethyst to walk. She had fallen many times but kept getting up.

"Come on, girl, you can do it," Paul encouraged as he held out his arms while Marko helped Amethyst walk the first few steps. He let go and she slowly made her way over to Paul. "Come on. You can do it. You're almost there." She reached out her tiny hands to him as she got close enough. He smiled, picked her up, and spun around.

"She did it!" Marko cheered happily standing up. Little Amethyst smiled and giggled as Paul spun her around.

"Alright you three, it's time for her nap." Dwayne said taking her from Paul. The two boys frowned.

"Aww," They whined. Dwayne rolled his eyes and cradled Amethyst in his arms. She smiled up at him and touched his face. He walked over to the crib he'd gotten for her a few days after they took her in. He put her down gently and covered her with the blanket. She frowned and reached up. He stroked her head and she grabbed his hand. He pulled his hand away and she started to whimper like she was about to cry.

"Don't cry, Amethyst." He whispered as he tucked the blanket under her. "Go to sleep." He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently.
Soon Amethyst was asleep, David was still out but the boys had gone to their cave to sleep; he would be back before sunrise like always.


When David returned he walked right past the crib intending to go right to sleep but as he reached the entrance to the inner cave he heard Amethyst whimper. He hesitated before he turned to see her standing, holding onto the railing of the crib, looking at him and about to cry. He sighed and went to keep walking but she started to cry. He flinched and turned a glare towards at her. Knowing she wouldn't stop until he did something, he marched over to her crib and stared down at her. She looked up at him, tears falling down her little face.

"Stop crying." She reached up for him. "I'm not going to pick you up," He sneered. She kept reaching and grabbed his shirt. He took her hand off of him and made a face. "Stop it." She opened her mouth like she was trying to say something. He narrowed his eyes.

"D-D-" His eyes widened slightly as he realized what she was trying to say. "Day-"

"Stop it," he snapped. He didn't want his name to be the first this she said; he'd rather her start crying again. He knew Paul and Marko would pester him for days about missing her first word.

"Day-Dav-"

"I said stop it," he hissed as he picked her up and held her at arms-length. She had stopped crying, she was too focused on speaking.

"Dayv-Davi-Davi-" He shook her slightly.

"Stop," he snapped once more before he put her back into the crib and strode towards the inner cave entrance.

"Day-vid!" she squeaked. He froze and turned around. She was standing again with a smile on her face. "David!" she repeated, bending her knees repeatedly in a slight jump motion, happy with herself for being able to say his name. David turned back and walked to the inner caves. He did his best to ignore the little girl calling his name. "David!"


The next night when the boys went into the main cave Marko jumped over to Amethyst's crib.

"Good night, Amethyst. Sleep well?" He asked as he picked her up.

"David!" She shouted once she saw the blond leaving the inner cave. He glared in her direction before his face contorted into a grimace. Paul's mouth fell open.

"She said your name!" he exclaimed. Marko looked at Amethyst.

"Why did you say his name? Come on say Marko," he said with a hopeful grin.

"David," she repeated with a smile. Marko sighed.

"When did she learn your name?" Dwayne asked.

"Last night," David growled as he sat in his chair. "She wouldn't stop trying til she said it and once she did she wouldn't stop shouting it." he started to rub his temples.

"She likes you," Marko concluded.

"Although why, I don't know," Paul mumbled as he nudge Marko. He took Amethyst from him and held her on his hip. "Come on, say Paul. You know David's name. Now say Paul."

"David!" she shouted happily. Paul sighed as he sat on the couch. "David!"