Oh God look at this I'm actually alive. A friend of mine hasn't been having the best week ever, so I decided to write something for them based on their own headcanons and this is their au, not mine (but it's adorable). The little girl is their oc as well. The main pairing is Stein X Lord Death with a side of Death the Kid X Maka. And one adorable
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As the grand mirror finally went dark, the last disaster taken care of for the day, Lord Death visibly sagged and breathed out a sigh of relief. As much as he loved his job - and he did, he really did - sometimes it took far too much out of him and left him feeling tired and empty. He blinked eyes hidden by his mask and shook his head to hopefully clear his thoughts of work.
"Papa!"
Death turned, reaper guise dissolving so that the young girl could see his smile. Dressed in a white, heavy sweater, with a pair of blood red shorts over a pair of black tights, she had long, thick ash-white hair and pale skin. Her white boots made no sound on the floor as she ran up to the reaper, holding her arms up to him in a silent gesture of want.
"Hey sweetheart, how was your day?" He bent down to scoop up the eight year old, glad that she'd inherited his shortness. For now, anyway. Soon he wouldn't be able to pick her up so easily...
"Good!" She grinned, attention pulled down to straightening her droopy sleeves before she looked back up at her papa with those green, gold speckled eyes. Death smiled back down at her, golden eyes squinting with the motion. An almost sinister laugh caught both of their attention, and Death found his smile growing upon seeing the rather infamous mad doctor. Stein only waved a hand, cigarette in hand. The gesture left a trail of acrid smoke in the air, and Death couldn't help but to scrunch up his nose (an expression that his daughter, Hanna, immediately mimicked) and shoot a glare at the silver haired man.
"Time to go home my träumer~." Stein held out his arms for the little girl, and Death transferred her to the other man. He swept his thick black hair back into place, quietly following Stein out through the guillotine hallway, listening to his daughter giggle and speak rapidly in German with the doctor. His hands itched to check on Kid, but he knew his son wouldn't appreciate having his date with his girlfriend interrupted. Maybe he'd send Maka a message and ask if everything was alright. Or would that be too forward? They'd only been dating for a few weeks...
"You're going to get wrinkles if you squint like that." Death sighed, frowning at the taller man. His daughter was nearly asleep, head resting on Stein's shoulder, face partially hidden by her hair.
"I can't get wrinkles. And I don't squint." He straightened his black dress shirt, fiddling with one of the top buttons.
"You do to! Hanna, does your papa squint?" Hanna nodded sleepily, fighting back a yawn. Both men chuckled at the girl's apparent exhaustion, and hurried to get home, their conversation completely forgotten.
Death nudged open the door to the Gallows manor, plucking up a note Kid must have left for the older reaper to find. He didn't bother reading it, making a beeline to the kitchen to start preparations for dinner. He listened to the giggles of Hanna and the sound of her playing with her many toys.
Focusing on chopping bell peppers, he didn't notice Stein entering the kitchen. When he turned to dump the peppers into a bowl he caught sight of the doctor standing in the threshold, and, as childishly as it was, he stuck his tongue out and turned back to the vegetables lined up to be cut up. Of course, hi action got him exactly what he wanted; Stein behind him, arms around his waist and warm breath against the back of his neck, holding him a loose embrace. Death hid his smile and placed an onion on the cutting board, leaning back into the warmth of the other man, and focusing on the stinging smell of the onion and the slice of the knife.
"Daddy!"
"She's calling for you." Death turned to poke Stein in the side, making the mad doctor sigh and reluctantly let go of the reaper. He leaned in to ghost his lips over the exposed patch of skin on Death's shoulder, running steady fingers down the god's arm, grinning at the delicious shiver the touch resulted in.
"You do squint by the way. When you laugh, not just when you worry." Lord Death smiled, but didn't bother to look at the taller man, knowing he was already out the door. He could hear Hanna's loud laughter mingling with her father's deep voice, and he couldn't help but to smile and listen to the rather calming sound. He supposed they were lucky Hanna didn't take after Stein personality wise, despite being his mini clone. It was still strange to tell people that both of them were the young girl's parents, considering it wasn't common knowledge how a death god reproduced. And he already had Kid, which made if more awkward...
"Father!"
Speaking of children. Lord Death shouted that he was in the kitchen, snickering to himself when he heard Maka's voice rise above his son's to call out to Hanna. The scythe meister had taken on the role of a big sister to Hanna, and he couldn't be more grateful of Kid's girlfriend. Footsteps came towards the kitchen, and Death sent a quick prayer to his very dead father that no one made a grab for a knife or the boiling pot of water.
Or offered to help. He didn't trust none of the children with food. Or Stein. Especially Stein.
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Träumer is German for dreamer! At least, that's what my friend has told me. I'm learning French, not German, so please don't hate me if I butchered it. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the shenanigans of the reaper family (and of Hanna, she's just so freaking cute!). Maka would be great with kids, and I love that this Au let's me explore that part for her with her relationship with Kid's little adorable German-speaking sister.