Danny laid down on the bed in the guest room- Her room. This was her room. She had to keep reminding herself of this as she laid there, replaying the events of today in her head. From when she woke up in the orphanage to when they were told of visitors, the day had been fairly normal. Breakfast, bullying, alone time, it added up to a normal day in her life. Then, when they were told to be on their best behavior for the visitors, the bullying got slightly worse. It wasn't anything she wasn't used to, as it always happened when they had visitors. However, she was quite surprised when passing through the halls she saw a familiar head of blonde curls pass by. She wasn't too sure at the time, but the hair style was surely familiar. Then she went out to see if she could get a better look at the couple, and followed them downstairs, where she was confronted by two other kids. They started to make fun of her and she lost control. She had had it, that was the last straw. She was ready to flail fists at that kid, had Marcus, the front desk man, not intervened. Ashamed, she rushed to her room, where not too long later, blondie arrived with her girlfriend. Danny recalled it well.
"So Danny, what do you do for fun around here?" Yang had asked, laying on the floor like a doofus. Danny sat on the edge of the orphanage bed, swinging her legs back and forth, enjoying the company, even though she was sure they weren't going to be taking her home. Her answers were honest though, no matter what she thought of them. That's who she was, hard to win over, quick to trust. And these two had aced her over.
"Oh I usually just go around town and hang out or I sit in here and think." She said. Both Blake and Yang looked at each other, then looked back at Danny.
"Is that it?" Blake asked. Danny nodded her head and shrugged. It wasn't so odd to her; it was her life. It was Blake who asked the next question.
"What do you want to be when you're older." Blake said, stumping Danny for a moment. She really wasn't too sure how to put it.
"I'm not sure. I want to do something exciting though!" It was not too long after that Yang and Blake left, and not too long after that, she was told to pack her things.
So now she lay, in her new home, in her new room. Yang had said that they would get around to fixing it up to her liking, making it more her room than a neutral place for guests to stay. The room itself was large, as was the house. The house has two bedrooms and one bathroom, a dining room right next to the kitchen, and a large living room, as well as an entry hall. It was definitely a nice place, which must mean they make good money. Danny assessed this, and started making a list of things she would want in the room. Eventually her list got too big, so she scrapped it and decided to not be a greedy child. At last, she nodded off to sleep, once again replaying the whole day over again in her head.
Today started off like every other morning for Blake. Be the first one up, make coffee, read until her lumbering lover comes out of the bedroom. Kiss kiss, breakfast, kiss kiss, Yang leaves for work. However, today she had more important stuff to do than finish her current light-romance novel. At around ten-o-clock she would go and wake up Danny. Today would be her first full day as a member of this family, and she wanted to make her a nice breakfast. However, Blake wasn't sure what Danny liked, so she had to wake her up and ask her. Not the best plan of action Blake decided, but it was something. When Blake arrived at Danny's door, she knocked a few times and listened, before cracking the door open slightly to slip her head in.
"Good morning Danny" Blake said, trying not to be too loud. The shifting lump in the bed rolled over, blue eyes staring Blake down.
"Hi." Blake smiled, and pushed the door open further.
"So I want to make breakfast, what do you want?" Danny laid there, blinking frequently, trying to rid herself of slumber's grasp, before answering.
"Do you have any peanut butter and jelly?" Danny asked, every hint of seriousness in her voice. Blake stood there, confused. She had never encountered someone who wanted something like that, for breakfast. Deciding not to deny her such a simple request, she thought hard on the contents of their kitchen.
"I think we do. Do you want some orange juice or milk or something with that?" Blake's stupefied expression leaving her face, being replaced with the prior smile.
"Milk would be nice." Danny said. Blake nodded and started out the door.
"Oh and one more thing, you should get up and ready, we have a big day planned ahead of us." Blake said, feline ears perking up. Danny scrunched up her face, not wanting to leave the sanctity of the covers, but finally slid her legs out of the blanket and over the bed edge. Blake continued out the door to go make her sandwich, ready to spend some time with Danny. Blake set out Danny's breakfast just as the young girl walked into the kitchen, wearing the same outfit as from yesterday. Blake shook her head, but decided to wait until Danny had finished eating before bringing up todays plans. So she sat down at the table and watched Danny enjoy her peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which Blake didn't approve of, but she wasn't going to say anything otherwise. But she must like peanut butter and jelly because she ate the sandwich quicker than Blake would've thought.
"So Danny, we have a little agenda that Yang insisted be done." Blake said, trying to sound like an adult in charge. Danny watched her from the kitchen table, drinking her milk. She finished it with a satisfied gulp and set down the glass onto the table.
"What are we doing?" Danny asked, still somewhat sleepy. Blake explained the plans to Danny, and Danny sat there and nodded. They would be going out and picking up clothes, groceries, and picking up Blake's book order from the post office. Simple errands, but Blake hoped she could use this time to get to know Danny in a more Mother Daughter sort of way. Blake hadn't ever really been prepared for this, but she decided she would take it in stride. If anything, she wanted to alleviate the barrier between them that made it seem more like roommates and less like a family, as it currently felt.
"When are we going?" Danny asked, breaking Blake's train of thought. Blake looked around for a moment, grabbed the plate and glass of the table, put them in the sink, and started out the kitchen door into the living room. She called over her shoulder and grabbed the keys from off the coffee table. Blake walked out the door and noticed how chilly it was. The fall was coming in and settling down, bringing with it the chilly air. She shook herself a bit and braced forwards down the steps and to the car. She looked behind her just in time to catch Danny closing the door behind her.
"Make sure it's locked!" Blake called out, causing Danny to look up. Danny slipped her arm behind the door and clicked the lock, then shut the door. Blake watched as she skipped a few steps and just hopped down to the bottom of the steps and ran over to the car. They both climbed in and Blake started the car, shivering a bit. She wasn't used to this cold yet and it really got to her especially when she sat down on the cold front seat. Danny climbed into the passenger seat, and buckled up quickly. Blake noticed she too shivered when she sat down.
"Cold huh?" Blake said. Danny nodded fast, still shaking a bit.
"Well, I'll turn the heat on in a moment." She said, fiddling with the panel and eventually pulling back up once content with the settings. With that, she pulled out of the driveway and headed to the mall to go knock off the first thing on their list.
Blake always heard stories from Sun and Jaune about sitting around while another person shops, but she never thought it was this bad. She drove Danny to the Mall to get new clothes, and they have been there for what Blake swears has been thirty minutes. But she didn't want to rush Danny, since there really was no reason to do so. Finally, after what seemed like ages, the shopping cart was full of clothes, all picked out by Danny herself, with a little intervention from Blake every now and again. Going to the check out, Blake looked over to Danny, who was looking around. She watched the young girl's gaze fall upon the fridge that the store had drinks for sale in. Danny's gaze didn't break from the fridge.
"Do you want something to drink?" Blake asked, breaking the silence between the two. Danny looked to Blake, and nodded quickly.
"Then go get something." Danny barely let Blake finish before going off to get an orange soda from the fridge. Blake kept going, pulling the cart up next to the blue painted conveyor belt and black register. Putting all the clothes onto the belt, paying for them, and bagging them took little to no time, and before they knew it, the two were out the doors into the bright mid-day sun. Blake blinked a few time to adjust to the change in lighting, and looked out to the parking lot at the sea of vehicles. She sighed, and started off in what she thought was the location of their parked car. Danny, however, pulled her arm.
"The car is this way, I remembered where we parked." Danny said, pointing off in the other direction. Not wanting to doubt her, Blake followed Danny. There it was, the forest green car that she knew so well. Blake smiled, knowing that she would've been looking for a while if it hadn't been for Danny. They both piled the bags into the back seat, and climbed into the front. Blake was entering the key into the ignition when Danny said her name.
"Hey Blake, is it okay if we go home and I can switch into a different outfit?" Danny asked, seatbelt on, arms draped in her lap. Blake nodded and turned the key, ready to head home. Just like the drive there, it didn't take long to get back to the house. Blake helped Danny carry the bags in, and let her go off to change. While waiting, Blake decided the finish the light-romance novel, which she made sure was well hidden from Danny. Blake, however, wasn't too happy when just before she finished the second to last chapter of the novel, Danny came in to show off her new outfit. Blake laughed at the choice of clothes. The clothes were definitely something a young person would wear and that brought amusement to her. Danny wore a gray crop-top underneath a half zipped panda hoodie. Her teal shorts and striped teal and white knee high socks adorned her legs, which ended in black boots. The mix match of colors confused Blake, who preferred to match her outfits, but she had no idea what Danny liked.
"What do you think?" Danny said, smiling at her little arrangement. Blake laughed a little, put her book down on the coffee table, and got up. She walked over to Danny and got down to eye level and looked into her blue eyes.
"You look great. Reminds me of someone from when I was younger." Blake said, taking Danny's hand and smiling warmly. Danny smiled back, and surprised Blake with a hug. Blake was still for a moment before hugging back.
"Thank you." Danny said, before letting go of Blake and running for the front door.
"Where are you going?" Blake asked. Danny stopped in her tracks and spun on her heels.
"We have other errands to run don't we?" Danny replied, a smile beaming on her face. Blake got up from her crouching position and grabbed the keys off the coffee table, where they had laid next to her light-romance novel. Ready to face the rest of the day, and slowly warming up to this girl, Blake followed Danny out the door and to the car.
The rest of the errands were easy, much easier thanks to the new pair of hands. So after getting home, bringing in the groceries, Blake decided that it was Yang's turn to cook tonight, and sat down with the new novel she had ordered in today. Sitting down in the living room, she trusted Danny to keep herself occupied for a while, or at least until Yang got home. Danny had sat herself down on one of the couches in the room. They stayed like that for about an hour, because Blake heard Yang pull up on Bumblebee. She put in a bookmark and went to meet her girlfriend at the door. A few kisses were exchanged, Blake told Yang she was cooking, and they went into the living room. When Yang met eyes with Danny, her smiled faded.
"Hey Blake, can we talk for a moment?" Yang asked, motioning towards the dining room. Blake nodded and followed. Once Yang was sure they were out of earshot, she spoke.
"Has she just been sitting there all day?" Yang asked. Blake looked confused at first, then answered.
"No, we went out and ran some errands, picked her up some clothes." Yang nodded, crossing her arms. Blake wasn't sure where the blonde was going with this, but she didn't seem upset.
"How long have you guys been home?" Yang continued. Blake answered honestly. Yang took a deep breath, trying not to seem too bothered.
"You realize she just arrived yesterday, right? She doesn't exactly have anything to do yet." Yang pointed out to Blake. Blake simply nodded, like a child being scorned. "We need to make her feel welcome and at home, and leaving her to do nothing while you read isn't what a parent would do, so why should an adoptive parent do that?"
Blake stood there, the cards all laid out. She nodded and opened her mouth. But she couldn't say anything. She realized that maybe Danny might've been a bit bored. But she couldn't help but feel like there wasn't much they could've done together. So instead of responding directly to what Yang said, she told Yang her thoughts. The two passed back thoughts and emotions, ranging from worry to doubt. Finally, though, they returned to the living room to find Danny reading the novel Blake had set down.
"Hey, don't you lose my page" Blake said, concerned for her place in the book. Yang simply set her hand on Blake's shoulder.
"Let her read if she wants to." Yang said, making Blake pout, since what Danny wanted to read was her new book.
"I just got into it though!" Blake said, still defending her book. Yang laughed a bit, before Danny spoke up.
"So did I. I like the guy with the trench coat." Danny said, not taking her eyes off the pages. Yang looked at Blake, who looked at Yang. They both smiled a bit. Then Yang turned towards the kitchen and set off, probably to make dinner. Blake went into their bedroom to change into something comfier. After she changed, she grabbed the book off the nightstand and went into the living room to read. Even though she finished just last night, she decided to finally let go of the other book and let Danny have something to do. And so, the two read until dinner was ready, and read after dinner as well, much to Yang's dismay. Instead of arguing it, though, Yang instead decided to hit the hay early tonight, and let the two go at it. And that they did, for about an hour, until Blake noticed a different sound rising through the room. She quickly identified the sound as deep breathing and realized that Danny had fallen asleep. She shook her head, remembering the countless times she did the same thing, and got up to toss a blanket over the young girl. Turning off the light, she went to bed.
When she crawled under the covers though, Yang spoke up, obviously not asleep. Blake knew she wasn't asleep, and knew she would want to talk, so she had already readied herself.
"How was the first day as a parent?" Yang asked. Blake laid there, staring at the ceiling. Throughout today, Blake didn't feel like a parent, but more like a babysitter. But she didn't want Yang to think she was discouraged about this whole thing, so she turned to lying.
"Eh, I'm not sure what being a parent is like, so probably good. I guess?" Blake said, the answer satisfying Yang to some degree. Yang continued, trying to come to some center point before succumbing to sleep.
"You know she is ours now, our child. She should know that we care about her. Don't forget what it was like when you were younger." Blake was brought aback by Yang's statement. As a youth, Blake knew her parent's cared, but she didn't always feel it. Her dad was always busy with White Fang things, back when they were peaceful, and her Mother had a job at the local Library, so they were busy quite often, not able to spend too much time with her. But they made do, and Blake loved her parents dearly. And thinking back to that made her realize, she didn't want Danny to feel that way. So, she agreed with Yang and rolled over to signify that she was done with talking for tonight. She heard Yang sigh, but knew that tomorrow things would be different. Blake decided to try harder to be a good parent to Danny. Yang didn't know that, but she would see soon. This cat can be a damn good mom, probably…