Title: Heaven Lies About Us
Rating: G
Characters: Issei-centric, Sexy Team Red/Black! Baby, implied Archer x Rin
Word Count: 351
Warning/s: None. Set in alternate "Good End"-verse.
Summary: Heaven lies about us in our infancy-Wordsworth
Dedication: For Mini-I thought this drabblish fic, written on the fly, was good enough to save. 3

Fate/stay night © TYPE-MOON / Kadokawa Shoten / Studio DEEN.

Issei looked at the baby. The ridiculously cute, dark-haired Tohsaka baby, who could only have a core of molten evil despite her cherubic looks. After all, she was Rin's baby. And Archer's.

The baby (as best as he could tell), looked back at Issei, waving one chubby pink hand at his finger, grabbing it with surprising firmness.

A beat passed, during which Issei looked carefully around, the little one holding his index finger all the while.

He was alone.

It was safe.

Slowly, his free hand slid into the pink bag hanging from the crib post, his captured arm gently moving back and forth to provide entertaining struggle.

Out came a stuffed lamb as big as the baby herself, joining a near mountainous pile of plush toys. She eyed her newest acquisition with a very Tohsaka-like appraising expression, before giving him her seal of approval with a happy coo, big grey eyes staring up at him like he was the center of the universe.

Issei melted, but not so much he couldn't hear the quiet laugh from the nursery door. Horrified, he turned (as much as possible with his finger still held) to see that Demon Woman standing in the doorway, slender shoulders trembling with mirth. Even her ivory-haired husband, slightly behind her, looked like he was trying to contain a laugh.

"I-issei," Rin gasped out weakly, "Isn't this the third one this week? We're going to have to expand the nursery at this rate."

The monk tried his hardest to gather the ragged tatters of his dignity, although the attempt would have been more successful on the whole without sticky baby kisses all over his hand. "Mental stimulation is vital to the development of a growing child."

Rin pressed her lips together, eyes dancing. "I'm impressed you think she can take that much at only ten months. You really have a high opinion of my baby, don't you?"

Issei groaned, clutching the Piffle Princess bag to his chest like a shield. "Merciless devil, do you have to kick a man while he's down?"

"Only you, Student Council Pres. Only you."