Blue: Write a ficlet inspired by the word blue.

[aille]

Laughing, Àille held her son in her arms and felt like everything was right in the world. There were times when she had wondered if she would ever get the chance to hold him like this, her pregnancy had felt like it had taken forever. But here was her little boy, all wrapped up in his blue blanket from his Auntie Atia. He looked very handsome

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[diminished_9th]

[aille]

((If I get a better connection than what I have now, I'll gladly bring the pups to the handfasting))

[mistersmith_tm]

"There, you see?" aaid Mister Smith to the pink bundle in his arms. "Didn't I tell you they'd be close by?" he continued as he stood, barefoot in the grass at the base of the tree. "There they are. That's one of your Mommy's favorite places to be. Right up there, on that branch."

[aille]

Looking down and smiling, "Did Brigid wake again?" Letting her foot dangle just above his head, "Are you going two going to come up and join us now that you're out here?" Giggling softly.

[mistersmith_tm]

"I'm not sure if I woke her or she woke me. Maybe we both woke up together." He suspected the later. That somehow, they'd both known that Mother and Brother had left and woke up to see why.

Carefully cradling Brigid in the crook of his arm, he briefly reached up and gently tugged on her big toe. "And I think we'll stay right here on solid ground for the moment, if you don't mind," he said with an answering smile. For one thing, he was the only one of the family without wings and it would be very awkward climbing a tree with a baby in his arms.

[aille]

Smiling softly, "Would you like us to join you down there, or shall we just stay up here and watch you two?" her eyes drifting to Angus who was making soft cooing noises in his sleep.