(Y/N) is one of the most famous reapers in the realm, but she doesn't take souls, she's a singer, to all her fans she's the only light in this dark world. As much as she loves her life she's lonely in that mansion of hers, until one day she finds a...
I gave this thought, heard what my servants had to say—even Sasha since she gets along with the kids—and wrote down the pros and cons. I gathered everyone down in the recording studio and had the kids on the little stage with me. "Good news everyone," I grabbed the mic, "we are family." There were cheers all around, "I'll go look for adoption papers tomorrow," (BFN) said. "Oh dear, dinner plans have to change completely now," chef said. "No no, why don't we just order takeout for today," I said. "And you chef, Sasha, (BFN), everyone can stay for dinner." There were more cheers, "Can I at least order the best takeout and make the dessert?" Chef asked. "Go on, and have fun with it." He was the first to leave the studio. Each of my maids had one of my future child with them, I never in the living world thought I'd be in this position. "Mummy." It went quiet like a stadium before a show. "What was that Grell," Amy asked. Grell was in her arms but looked like she wanted to leave, so Amy let her down and she came walking to me. I picked her up and her hand touched my cheek, "mummy," she said. "Ok technically not until tomorrow but fine you can call me that." Her head went under the crook of my neck, and the cheering began again, then the others came for their 'gonna be your mom' hug . . . Except for Will.
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Dinner was delicious—it was also takeout so that's one of the reasons why—but knowing my chef, the dessert will be even better. "My lady, I present to you, and the future children of the house. Mini cakes."
Will:
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Grell:
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Ronald:
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Undertaker:
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Eric:
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Alan:
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They each got a plate of three in their favorite color. "They won't be sleeping tonight," (BFN) said. Will was trying to hand me one, "I got it buddy," Cleo said. The next thing I knew I had a plate that was a rainbow of mini cakes. "(BFN) we might have to postpone rehearsals tomorrow, I'm not sure I'll be able to wakeup."
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3rd person POV:
No one was in the house but it's owner and her future children. They were having another midnight meeting, except this one was in the garden, and they had a guest named Sasha. "You said you had good news and something for us," Will said. "That I do. It's finished, the drink that'll change you all back to men is finished." Eric and Alan gave each other high fives. "I guess it's back to work," Ronald said. "Yes, paperwork and overtime," Will said. "Yes, I can finally wear (Y/N)s new clothing line," Grell said. At her name everyone got quiet, "But at daylight she's supposed to be our mother, how're we gonna get out of here?" Undertaker asked. "Don't worry, leave that to me," Sasha said.
