Fanfic time!

Fanfic time!

Once upon a time, Soul found a mysterious basket. The basket was somewhat light, with a white cloth and sky blue futon wrapped around a little roll of bread.

Except it wasn’t bread, it was a head. And the head had moved towards Soul’s hand. It was incredibly fatigued. Until it was revealed that indeed, there was a tired baby inside of the basket. The baby held onto Soul’s wrinkled hand, and cooed slightly. It let out a soft yawn, and wrapped its hands around the man’s index finger.

Soul shed a tear, and noticing the baby’s beaten and worn-down state, he took the baby in, and inspected it. The baby was quite dirty, but also very tired. He recognised that it was a male, and saw a tag underneath the baby.

“His name is Hachikuji Reimi. We have abandoned him due to his slow reactions and heavy attachment issues. He clearly serves no purpose in our family. Sincerely __”

Soul begun to cry, and he held the baby close. He cried and cried some more, the tears falling down like droplets.

In an instant, Hanna came down the stairs to console her grief-stricken husband.

“Dear, whatever is the matter?” she replied, looking at the baby with a mixture of confusion, concern and fleeting happiness.

“Hanna... this baby. We must keep him.”

She looked bemused by the response, and begun to mumble in a concerned manner. Words such as “parenting” and phrases such as “lack of experience” were whispered. Soul put the baby softly down its futon case, and he brought Hanna into a deep hug.

“We’ll do it together, my love.”

He brought Hanna into a warm resounding hug, as the two looked at the baby in a cherished manner.