I was twelve when I wrote this, please be gentle!
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I was talking with Stein about what to give Makka for Christmas. He opened his mouth to speak and all of a sudden,
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Makka was already racing to the door. I heard the door open, Makka gasp, a loud thud, and finally, "DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!"
I raced down the hall to see Makka with a horrified look on her face, and a girl face down on the floor, with silver hair strewn everywhere, unconscious.
"Who is she? What the fuck happened?!"
"I think I can shed some light on the situation."
I whirled around to see Stein with a concerned look on his face. There was only one other person who could make him look like that. Me.
"You know her?!"
"Why wouldn't I? She is my daughter after all."
Everyone gasped. 'How can he have a daughter?' I thought 'He's never mentioned her before.'
"What? You don't believe me? I created her in my lab using mine and Spirit's DNA while Spirit was off playing father to Makka. Ask her yourself."
"Dad..."
I looked back and saw that the girl had come to. She lifted her head up, looked around, and her eyes went wide when she saw me.
"Mommy!"
She squealed and glomped onto me. Behind me I heard Stein sigh. He reached over, grabbed her by the collar, and set down on the floor in front of him. She looked up at him apologetically, pouting like a three-year old.
"Excuse me, but how old are you?"
"Well, starting today, I'm sixteen. And yes, mommy, we have the same birthday."
"Why the hell do you keep calling me mommy?"
"Because, silly, you're my mommy!"
"It's true, didn't I tell you? I created her from the DNA from the two of us. And, since I'm the seme in this relationship, and you the uke, that automatically makes you the 'mother'."
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"Mommy!"
Oh, god. Renko was drunk, and extremely excited about something.
"Listen, Ren. I don't like it when you call me that. If you must call me something, call me Papa."
"Well, Papa, I was wondering how you felt on your wedding day."
Oh, dear, fucking, GOD.
"It was the best day of my life. I was nervous as hell, of course. But my ex-wife looked beautiful in her wedding dress. Why do you ask?"
"No reason. Hey, Papa? Will you come with me for a second?"
Without answering I followed her to the living room, where Stein was standing in the middle of the room, and everyone else was standing at the edges with excited looks, but staying deadly silent. Stein actually looked nervous.
"Spirit, I've wanted to ask you this for the past six months, possibly longer."
He took my hand, got down on one knee, and reached into his pocket.
'Is this...?'
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Cliffhanger!
I'm happy I got in a yaoi manga reference. It's from 'Papa I Love You' by Mishima Kazuhiko.