"I would give everything I have for those kids. I will always protect them. -gently opens her arms to take the tiny twins and smiles-"
[she hesitantly passes them over]
Wait-
[she turns around and grabs a small stuffed giraffe.]
Can’t forget Pato. He’s Daph’s.
"She is though. She's saved me a few times, too. She even lived with me for a while. She is responsible. They are her kids, my niece and nephew, Jon's twins, they belong with her, with us-"
Fine, as long as… As long as you help her. That arse is never around.
"Smoking? Well she'll not be smoking when I'm done with her. No irresponsible drinking, no. And she's engaged and she's staying here. They're hers."
She’s 18. She’s not responsible.
"Hello, Ma'am, I'm Emily's best friend, Charles Xaviers student Maggie Nott, well, Daphne Maggie really -stammers slightly- one of the twins is named after me and I just wanted to let you know that Emily is the best mother, she loves her kids, she'd do anything for them, as would I. Ehm, yes."
She still smoking? Drinking? Fucking around? Taking off?
Until she stops, they’re my property.
What is this?!
youngpiperbrown:
reducinggwen:
“Who are you?!”
“This can’t… This can’t be happening…”
It didn’t matter, all that mattered was that he was here now when she needed him. She hadn’t even known she needed him, but she did and he came.
…Isn’t that man a cannibal?
(Source: zhummies)
