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everlastingsoul) wrote2005-11-09 01:35 am
everlastingsoul) wrote2005-11-09 01:35 am
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... Because this was too darn cute to ignore...
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Edit: Just adding a Suikoden ficlet that I finished yesterday. It's light and cute and a quick read (I suppose). This is about two particular Silverbergs that, to my knowledge, have never been written about at length. And a little baby. Can't forget the baby. *nods*
Title: From The Very Beginning
Fandom: Suikoden
Characters: Silverbergs
Prompt: Birth
Word Count: 539
Rating: Nothing explicit or weird; 10+
Author's Note: Kudos to Amber, because she'll know exactly who these two sound like. Milky Ways to everyone who realizes which character has an original name here.
Started: November 7, 2005
Finished: November 7, 2005
“And to think, that was only the beginning of the adventure.”
George raised a brow at his smiling wife, amazed by her ability to have a sense of humor so soon after giving birth. The fiery-haired young woman leaned back wearily, enjoying the comfortable sheets after being forced to sit up while she was in labor. Though tired, she refused to sleep until her newborn was in her arms.
When she spoke again, Elisa Silverberg’s voice was suitably softer. “How is he?”
George kissed his wife’s forehead, looking over his shoulder to see the nurse and doctor carefully tending to his tired, fretful son. “He’s fine. Ten fingers, ten toes.”
A slight grin danced upon Elisa’s lips as she murmured, “Healthy, pink, and whimpering?”
“Whimpering? A Silverberg?”
“He’s only a baby; I’m sure he’ll grow out of it,” teased the young woman, looking beyond her husband as she saw the nurse step up with her child in her arms. She smiled tiredly and thanked the nurse as she cradled the swaddled newborn, green eyes flitting to meet George’s. “Isn’t he adorable?”
George feigned thoughtfulness by stroking his moustache. “Not really.” He chuckled at the sour glance his wife gave him, looking down at the newborn that dimly looked at the unfamiliar faces. “He has your eyes … and your hair.” A single finger brushed the thin fringe of red hair that was flattened to the soft scalp.
“I hope he receives everything else from your family,” Elisa mused, shifting the bundled child in her arms as he began to doze. “Look at him, taking his first nap…”
“Too bad we missed his first breath and blink,” the son of Leon interjected sarcastically, earning him a playful smack from his amused lover. “Have we decided on a name?” Of course, the way he asked the question, it really meant ‘Have you decided on a name?’
Elisa nodded once, smiling brilliantly as her son’s tiny hands attempted to curl into equally-tiny fists. “Albert. My bright little noble.”
George’s nod was one of approval, though he nodded with a raised brow. “Are you setting him up to aspire, or was there another reason for the choice?”
“Well, he didn’t start crying until right before the doctor was about to spank him. That takes intelligence and quick thinking.”
“I think you’re just reading a bit too much into a delayed reaction, dear.”
The beautiful young woman stifled a laugh, slowly sliding down in the sheets to hold her son closer to her face. George had to smile as Elisa replied, “I think you are not giving your son enough credit.”
He scoffed at the very idea. “I will give him credit when it is due. He’s barely ten minutes old and you’re convinced he’s a genius.”
“I did not say that!” the other defended passionately. “… Though that is a very appealing notion. I will have to think about that one.”
George shook his head slowly, his gaze falling on his sleeping son. “You heard your mother, Albert. You’re doomed to the life of a genius from the very beginning.”
“A genius strategist.”
“… A genius strategist,” George amended.
The newborn, oblivious to the words of his proud parents, simply continued to sleep on.
~
“George?”
“Yes, dear?”
“I want another one.”
(='.'=) This is Bunny. Copy and paste bunny into your
(")_(") LJ to help him gain world domination.
Edit: Just adding a Suikoden ficlet that I finished yesterday. It's light and cute and a quick read (I suppose). This is about two particular Silverbergs that, to my knowledge, have never been written about at length. And a little baby. Can't forget the baby. *nods*
Title: From The Very Beginning
Fandom: Suikoden
Characters: Silverbergs
Prompt: Birth
Word Count: 539
Rating: Nothing explicit or weird; 10+
Author's Note: Kudos to Amber, because she'll know exactly who these two sound like. Milky Ways to everyone who realizes which character has an original name here.
Started: November 7, 2005
Finished: November 7, 2005
“And to think, that was only the beginning of the adventure.”
George raised a brow at his smiling wife, amazed by her ability to have a sense of humor so soon after giving birth. The fiery-haired young woman leaned back wearily, enjoying the comfortable sheets after being forced to sit up while she was in labor. Though tired, she refused to sleep until her newborn was in her arms.
When she spoke again, Elisa Silverberg’s voice was suitably softer. “How is he?”
George kissed his wife’s forehead, looking over his shoulder to see the nurse and doctor carefully tending to his tired, fretful son. “He’s fine. Ten fingers, ten toes.”
A slight grin danced upon Elisa’s lips as she murmured, “Healthy, pink, and whimpering?”
“Whimpering? A Silverberg?”
“He’s only a baby; I’m sure he’ll grow out of it,” teased the young woman, looking beyond her husband as she saw the nurse step up with her child in her arms. She smiled tiredly and thanked the nurse as she cradled the swaddled newborn, green eyes flitting to meet George’s. “Isn’t he adorable?”
George feigned thoughtfulness by stroking his moustache. “Not really.” He chuckled at the sour glance his wife gave him, looking down at the newborn that dimly looked at the unfamiliar faces. “He has your eyes … and your hair.” A single finger brushed the thin fringe of red hair that was flattened to the soft scalp.
“I hope he receives everything else from your family,” Elisa mused, shifting the bundled child in her arms as he began to doze. “Look at him, taking his first nap…”
“Too bad we missed his first breath and blink,” the son of Leon interjected sarcastically, earning him a playful smack from his amused lover. “Have we decided on a name?” Of course, the way he asked the question, it really meant ‘Have you decided on a name?’
Elisa nodded once, smiling brilliantly as her son’s tiny hands attempted to curl into equally-tiny fists. “Albert. My bright little noble.”
George’s nod was one of approval, though he nodded with a raised brow. “Are you setting him up to aspire, or was there another reason for the choice?”
“Well, he didn’t start crying until right before the doctor was about to spank him. That takes intelligence and quick thinking.”
“I think you’re just reading a bit too much into a delayed reaction, dear.”
The beautiful young woman stifled a laugh, slowly sliding down in the sheets to hold her son closer to her face. George had to smile as Elisa replied, “I think you are not giving your son enough credit.”
He scoffed at the very idea. “I will give him credit when it is due. He’s barely ten minutes old and you’re convinced he’s a genius.”
“I did not say that!” the other defended passionately. “… Though that is a very appealing notion. I will have to think about that one.”
George shook his head slowly, his gaze falling on his sleeping son. “You heard your mother, Albert. You’re doomed to the life of a genius from the very beginning.”
“A genius strategist.”
“… A genius strategist,” George amended.
The newborn, oblivious to the words of his proud parents, simply continued to sleep on.
~
“George?”
“Yes, dear?”
“I want another one.”
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He's trying to steal my job..
>.>
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Sasi would hate me if I posted the rabbit. She insists it's a plot-bunny. =|
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