A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

77. I Don't Know How

A Hundred of Her Memories

77 – I Don't Know How

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Xion woke to the sound of a baby wailing. Two babies in fact.

She rolled over in her bed, groaning. She met up with another person doing the exact same thing.

Opening her eyes, she saw Axel nose-to-nose with her. He opened his eyes lazily.

"You take care of them," they said simultaneously.

Xion sighed and sat up. "Why don't we both do it? There are two of them, after all."

Axel heaved himself up and nodded. Without another word, the two of them made their way to the nursery.

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"Aw," Xion cooed. "Do you need your diaper changed? Come here, Isa."

Axel's eyes widened and he just stared at the little redhead boy.

"Honey, what's the matter?"

"I… I don't know how to change a diaper…"

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The situation was the exact opposite with my parents when I was born. My dad knew how, but only because the doctor showed him. :-} They had to learn so many things with me... looking back at pictures, they looked just like teenagers! It's funny. :)