I know that is has been forever and a hand-basket since I updated, and I'm mega sorry for that. Life gets in the way, then school, and work, and life all over again. I will be trying to update at least once a month, though I'm also shooting for every other week. I've taken on a lot at work and school this year, and I'm starting to have a social life, so we'll see which goal I make, but I just want to say thank you to all of the readers and let you know that I do still love Winx Club. I am looking forward to the new movie coming out this month!
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Sky walks into the sky blue room trimmed in forest green, the same colors of the forest outside of Alfea and Red Fountain. He smiles faintly, remembering all the times he and Bloom walked those woods, like when he had amnesia and Bloom was trying to get him to remember.
As he enters the room, he spies the mess of red curls that belong to his daughter in the corner surrounding her sleeping face. She must have been in here all morning, he thinks. He himself had been with Bloom for most of the morning, making sure that she was recovering just fine, which, thankfully, she was. Apparently, having both of her mothers in the palace – Vanessa and Miriam that is – was a good thing. They have finally kicked him out, saying that Bloom needed her rest and that he should go check on his newborn son.
"Meadow, honey?" he whispers to her, gently moving the curls from her face so her can see her. "It's time to wake up, baby girl. Mama is getting ready to sleep with your grandmothers. Why don't you go and sleep with mama?"
Her eyes flutter open just an inch and she makes some sound in her throat. "Daddy," she calls out next and curls into the seat more.
"Really now?" Sky questions. He shakes his head and walks over to the crib just a few feet away to peer down on his son. The infant face is so full of innocence. Mason, the prince and heir to Eraklyon, Sky reaches down just to rest his hand lightly on his son's chest, making sure he is breathing just fine. His smile is that of a father given not only one, but two precious gifts. He looks from his daughter to his son, then reaches for a small blanket at the end of the crib. Grabbing it, he moves back toward Meadow and covers her in it. "Love baby girl."
Back out in the hall way, Blooms fathers are waiting for Sky.
"We don't have to talk again, right Sky? You already know what we are going to say?" Oritel says to Sky.
"No sir, I know what you two are going to say. Don't break your daughter's heart, be good to my children, and plan for everything. Be aware of all around me and my family and prepare my son for the throne, no?" Sky lists to the men of his wife.
Mike raises and eyebrow and looks at Oritel in that knowing manner all fathers develop. "Well, most of that was right. We don't think you'll break Blooms heart, again, anymore, so you are good on that. You had better be good to your children, because if we hear otherwise, well, let's just say it won't be pretty. And yes, plan for everything, but, well, I don't know. Oritel, does he have to prepare his son for the throne already? Can't Mason just be normal little boy for a while?"
Oritel looks at the man who raised his daughter, then to the man who married her. He sighs, then says, "If Bloom asks, I never said this, but yes. Mason will need to be treated at the crown prince from the very beginning. The people of Eraklyon need to know that Mason will be ready to rule should anything happen to Sky or Bloom, or should his time come. Now, don't give me that look Mike. You knew I was going to say that, but is doesn't mean that he can't be a normal kid, just not here, not on this planet. You can take him and Meadow to Earth and teach them of their history there, and show them how their mother lived as a human before she knew she was a fairy. It doesn't have to all be preparing."
Sky smiles and Oritel's speech and Mike's frown. "Thank you, both of you. Bloom, Meadow, Mason, and myself will all be fine. We have the power of the Dragon Fire, as well as the company of light. Need I remind you that my wife and I, along with our friends, have defeated everything that has come our way?"
"But not without cost," Oritel reminds him.
"No, not without cost. It took Layla 5 years to find the cure to save Nabu, and you all were on your home planets getting married. She even took the time to come to the weddings. Nothing you have done was without cost," Mike chimes in.
"I know. DO you think it didn't hurt Bloom and I, and the others, to see Layla off by herself? It killed us. We were scared for her and her safety. She's like a sister to Bloom, which would make her my sister-in-law, right?" he asks Mike. (Magix doesn't have that sort of term, it's just family and friends, and family again.) At Mike's nod, he continues, "It grated on us every time, which is why she was never truly alone. It took us some time to track her down, but we finally found her and we kept an eye on her. Tecna rigged something for us to see her with, and Lockette helped us create a way to help her while still letting her have her alone time. Don't ever tell Layla that, but she was never truly alone. None of us is. Now, if you'll excuse me?"
As he walks past them back toward the throne room, the men realize just who they are dealing with – the King of Eraklyon.