Purple Blanket
VuryEvilquem asked for a oneshot about Hanna getting her baby blanket. This was mentioned in Chapter 10 of "The Other Daughter."
Mary Margaret loved making these blankets for the children at the orphanage. She just finished another one and was going there to give this cozy purple blanket to one of the kids. She walked inside and one of the ladies showed her to the room where they kept the infants, telling her that the baby in the crib near the window still didn't have a blanket yet.
"She's a fussy one," the lady said as she shook her head. "Doesn't smile much."
"Aww, well hopefully this will help," Mary Margaret said as she walked over to the crib. She peered over the side and the baby just looked up at her, almost as if she were studying her face. "Hi thereā¦" Mary Margaret looked up and saw the nameplate on the side of the crib with the baby's name. "Hanna," Mary Margaret said with a grin, she liked that name. The baby's eyes lit up, and she gave Mary Margaret the biggest smile.
Mary Margaret laughed and tickled the baby's belly, causing Hanna to let out a few little laughs herself. "Oh, you're not fussy at all are you?" Mary Margaret enjoyed the baby's giggles for a few minutes, before remembering why she was here. "I brought you something, Hanna." Mary Margaret held up the blanket to show her. "Do you like it? I made this special, just for you." Mary Margaret looked around, she wanted to ask the lady if she could pick up the baby, but she was nowhere to be found. She just shrugged her shoulders and lifted Hanna from the crib anyway. "How about we go test this blanket out, huh? I don't see the harm in that."
Mary Margaret carried the baby over to the rocking chair in the corner of the room. She wrapped Hanna in her brand new purple blanket and started to softly hum her a tune. Mary Margaret couldn't wipe the smile from her face as this sweet little baby looked up at her with such wonder in her eyes. Mary Margaret's heart practically melted when the baby held onto her thumb with her tiny hand. After awhile, Hanna's thumb from her other hand found its way into her mouth and her eyes started to droop. Mary Margaret leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of Hanna's head, taking in that sweet baby smell. Mary Margaret snuggled Hanna close, never wanting to put her down.
