Chapter 4
Step 1
Badwolf's POV
The next day
I looked inside my childhood home. It smelt like food so Mama should be home. Cerise was quiet.
"Badwolf?" She walked out of her room.
"I, uh, found a baby on my doorstep. The note said it's mine and her name is Cerise." I had Red put Cerise in a basket and write a note with her left hand. She knocked on the door so I would know when to look.
"What?!" Mama barked and looked at the baby in my arms. Cerise made a yipping sound that probably meant like she didn't like my mother.
"She has wolf ears*. But how do you know she's yours?" She noticed.
"I'm not giving her up." I growled.
"We need to talk to Headmaster Grimm." She sighed.
"He'll just want her gone." I spat.
"You're an important character in fairy tales. Maybe he'll ignore the fact you had a baby while being a bachelor," Mama went to her closet and gave me a baby bottle, "You need to feed her every few hours. I'll show you how when she gets hungry. I'll get some powder for her. She lookes a couple days old. You stay here and keep her warm." She went out to go ask the new mothers for some formula.
After Mama came back, Cerise was hungry, but she didn't know how to use a bottle. I tried to feed her to see if the strange lady was the problem, but it was the fact that it wasn't her mother that put her off.
"Are any mothers nursing? The bottle isn't working." I bouned my child up and down.
"Sarha is weaning her baby. I think it's too late for Cerise. I don't know of any other Wolf who is right now." Mama went outside and howled for everyone to come. They came within minutes.
"Mama, what's wrong?" Horribus asked.
"Badwolf found a baby and she has wolf ears. She's hungry and doesn't know how to use a bottle. Is anyone nursing?" Mama got to the point. Shocked what's and how's came from the crowd. Then a long course of no's came from the women.
"Wahh!" Cerise wailed and spit up the little bit of milk we got her to drink.
"Mama, we need to ask the Hoods. Now. Please." I whined, my desperation real.
"Ok. Horribus, take the white flag and tell them what happened. Ask for all nursing mothers and Red Hood. She can nurse without having children. Some hormone thing. GO!" Mama yelled at him. He ran off as fast as he could. I tried my best to calm the screaming and starving baby. It was ten minutes before he came back with the few women and my secret wife. Cerise was bright red and still upset. The Hoods quickly tried to feed the poor baby, but only Red was accepted as her nurse. The other Hoods went home to tell their family the situation.
"Hi, my name is Red. You're pretty. Your daddy's the big bad Wolf. I think you'll be fine. Wolfs like babies. They don't eat them. And guess what? You're a Wolf! Yay." Red talked to Cerise as she fed. Cerise was calm now and almost asleep. The few day old baby was burped and the men set up the old crib for her to sleep in. She took a bit longer than usual, but it was a new, scary place.
"You'll have to stay at my son's house. Newborns eat whenever they feel like. She looks young. You still have the guest room, right?" Mama asked me.
"Yeah." She wasn't going to sleep there. Not if I could get away with it.
"Good. We'll pay you for your time later on." Mama knew better than to cheat the one person who my little Cerise liked, family or not. She let Red get some of her stuff from her house while we watched the baby.
"When should we call Grimm?" I slightly frowned.
"After we get Cerise comfortable in your house. She needs to get used to it." Mama looked for my old baby toys and high chair. If she didn't like them, we'd get new ones.
"Alright." I nodded. Red came back and we moved her stuff to my house and then we brought Cerise to her new home. She wanted to eat as soon we made a small snack. Just let your mother be, Sweetheart. She needs food, too. Red came back after Cerise was full and ate like nothing happened. We'd need to babyproof the house, but not right now. Cerise has been to too many places today.
*- Going under the assumption that Wolf babies can't control their transformation and that ears are the easiest part to change.