YM778.TV Chapter 5 - Elena's True Nature ;)
"I...um...can I also hold Emi?" By the time Nathen had finished his sentence his voice had softened so much that it was barely a whisper. Elena\'s loving gaze landed on her little Nathen, to see his face completely flushed red reaching for his little nape.
\'(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Kyaaaa~ Sooo cute. How did I give birth to such an adorable little angel! No, wait. I can\'t be too excited. I have to be the adult here. Yes, the adult.\' Many thoughts rushed through Elena\'s mind at this moment.
On the outside, she was able to remain the admirable, calm, and mature mother of three. She smiled gently, not showing a trace of her inner thoughts. \'Good job me!\' She had been suppressing these thoughts all day already.
"Come over here and sit down." She said gently while scooching over to one side of the bed, allowing for some more space. Nathen climbed up to the bed and sat right next to his mother. Elena moved Nathen closer and placed Emilin into his arms while holding onto his to make sure Emilin would be safe.
"Of course you can, but you have to be very careful, okay?" She knew his son best, and thus she knew that he was an absolute softy. "You\'re Emi\'s big brother now, so you have to take care of her okay?"
"Duh, if I don\'t take care of her who will? I\'m not going to be like those big bullies at school! Hmph, they\'re always saying mean things and making people cry, they\'re the worst! Anyone who makes someone cry is a baddie who\'ll become a baldie!" Nathen declared indignantly with a puff.
"Really now. Then what if Emi makes another little boy or girl cry?" Elena\'s ears perked up, awaiting another interesting answer from her son. Nathen hesitated and took some time to think. His eyebrows creased before they relaxed again.
"Umm... I\'m not sure. But Emi can\'t be in the wrong!" He said, firmly engraving that statement into the depths of his heart. However, even he didn\'t really know what he was implying. All he knew was that no matter what happened, from that moment on, he would definitely be on his family\'s side no matter what.
Elena was a little startled, but she didn\'t take his response to heart too much seeing as he was still young and hadn\'t developed his own ideals or morals yet.
Nonetheless, she was still happy to know that her son placed his new sister in his heart, knowing that many children would be upset if they were to have a new sibling. Such children would think that their parents wouldn\'t love them anymore or that they would have to split the love they received. This was not true at all, in fact, the love received by each child would be multiplied. Their parents and siblings would each send them their support and care.
"Is that so?" Elena looked at little Nathen who watched Emilin with a novel determination.
Nathen\'s expression relaxed again to one that was more fit for the five-year-old he was. "Of course. Emi will be so smart because I\'m going to teach her. She couldn\'t possibly ever be wrong then." He said, with a high and mighty tone, which made Elena laugh. Little Nathen\'s cheeks puffed with dissatisfaction from his mother\'s response. He was totally serious!
Emilin who was resting in Nathen\'s arms which were placed on his lap suddenly showed a small smile, which was quickly noticed by the two people who were observing her intently. The smile seemed so incidental. It was so pure, yet full of depth and even this small smile, fully showcased Emilin\'s adorable little dimples.
Another pure little angel had descended to the mortal realms.
Elena almost didn\'t squeal right then and there. \'My god, my genes must be perfect. How else could I give birth to such godly children? I guess Gabriel\'s genes should be pretty alright too.\' Her heart almost burst, yet she wasn\'t the only one in this situation.
"I want to take it back." Little Nathen said shyly as his face turned pink once again. He lowered his head again and again until his chin touched his chest. This statement was quite confusing as it seemed to be coming from nowhere.
"Huh?" Elena questioned her ears.
"I mean, she\'s not that ugly." At that Elena burst into a fit of laughter. Nathen\'s once milky white countenance couldn\'t help but turn redder. He turned his head to the other side, not wanting to face his mother who was laughing at him. \'Hmph, where else can you find a parent that likes to laugh at their own children like this!\'
What Nathen didn\'t consider was that Elena was in fact laughing at how adorable her little baby Nathen was, rather than the embarrassing situation he was thinking of.
"Now, now, does that mean that you won\'t need to protect little Emi from bullies anymore?" She asked in a teasing tone after calming down.
"No way! Now I have to protect her even more. What if some scummy little boy wants to take advantage of our poor little Emi? I can\'t just wait to see my adorable sister get hurt." Little Nathen seemed to forget his age at that point, but honestly, that\'s just what made him all the more adorable.
"You seem to be right. But what did I say about using bad language?" Elena asked with a rare stern face, used only to educate her children. Nathen lowered his head.
"Sorry, mom. But everyone that wants to take advantage of little Emi should be a baddie, right?" Nathen said indignantly, however, he still understood the concept of not using these derogatory and mean terms. Plus at his age, he was rather keen on learning from his parents, unlike some of the teens going through puberty.
"Yes, definitely a baddie, but if you say nasty words, you will seem like the baddie, do you understand?" Elena was always very patient when it came to educating her children. So she watched as Nathen contemplated her words until he finally nodded his head in understanding.
"I got it." He said. "Can I keep holding Emi for a bit longer?"
Yet, before he could hear an answer, a small figure rushed to his line of sight. Little Theo who had just woken up wanted to see what was going on. Without really knowing what the other two were talking about, he rushed in to say, "Meeee too, Meeee too" in his adorably squeaky voice.