Ram fam now including a demi-god

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Trigger warning this chapter contains: Mentions of suicidal thoughts, mentions of non-consensual fucking (grape without g), and mentions of a minor panic attack.

Puffy's POV

"Schlatt!" I reached out trying to get to him. "Puffy!" I grabbed his arm pulling him and Tubbo over. "Where's Dream?!" I half-shouted looking at him. "I-I don't know-" "MOM!" Dream said from across the room. "I'll get him, you get Toby out." He nodded and both of us split into different directions, I jumped the gaping hole in the floor broads and picked up Dream and ran out another exit.

"Holy... Clay are you okay?!" I asked wiping away a tear. "I-I'm okay, but my horn is..." I sighed. "It's alright It'll grow back later. Let's go meet up with the other two hmm?" He nodded, I picked him up and brought him to the exit Schlatt went out of. "Hey bozo you alright?!" "Yeah, yeah fluffy." I scoffed. "Look who's talking mister." I jokingly pointed at his mop of messy chestnut hair. "Yeah fine. Now we're gonna need a place to stay."

He said scratching the back of his neck. "I have a spare room, c'mon." 

Third-person's(Narrator) POV 

The four made their way to Puffy's cottage, all of them landing on the couch soon after stepping through the door. "Note to self: never take extremely cheap offers without checking the property or item." "You said it." The siblings laughed as the two younger kids began to nap.

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Third-person POV

A week after the incident the two managed to get Schlatt an apartment and everything was normal, at least for a while.

"Clay, where did you hide my bag?" Dream shook his head. "I didn't touch your bag mom." "Are you sure? I can't- know what let's just leave I don't need it anyway." The two left walking over to Bad's place.

"Hey, Bad!" Puffy waved at the taller parent, watching him turn away from his flower patch. "Oh! Hey, Puffy. Sapnap's inside with Skeppy." Puffy let Dream walk inside and continued to talk with Bad. "So? What's the gig today?" Puffy sighed in exasperation. "I have to make a three-hour roundtrip to Orchid fields and back." She grimaced. "Y'know you don't need to do it. Right?"

"I know, but if I don't my boss will fire me, it's so fucking hard to get a job that'll pay as much." She groaned as Bad patted her back. "Good luck, make sure to keep your PTSD meds with you alright?" She nodded.

She soon left making her way to a bus stop, keeping her face hidden as she did the trip.

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Puffy's POV

After dealing with all that bullshit I found myself walking through the streets, seeing if I can get anything for Clay. It was midday so I didn't have much to worry about. Suddenly I felt eyes behind me, the unnerving feeling began to settle as I heard footsteps. I stopped for a moment listening. I turned around and saw a kid, a small kid, they... he(?) had dirty blonde hair, tanned skin and a little tail tucked behind him.

"OH! Oh, hey, what happened to you?" I kneeled to his height, looking at him with concern. He swallowed keeping his hands together. "Where're your parents?" He started to approach me. "Buddy?" He leaned in and pressed his head on me, gripping onto my sleeves. "Oh sh- let- how 'bout we go to my place?" He nodded. "What's your name?" "N-noah." He lessened his grip, without hesitation I picked him up. Carrying him with me to a bus stop. This'll be a funny present for Clay. I patted the back of his head, feeling his tail sway.

As we walked I felt a hand on my shoulder. I spun around taking a step back. Shit. My heart started to pound in my chest as I stared at him. No, no, no, no nononono. Fuck, shit. "C-cara..." I stared at him. "Keep. Your. Fucking. Distance." "C'mon Cara~ don't be such a downer. Aren't you happy to see me?" I tightened my grip on Noah's shirt, not noticing how my breathing picked up. "So? How's Clay?" 

Are you going to act like what you did was... Normal?!" He smiled awkwardly taking a step back. I covered Noah's ears and raised my voice. "You... You fucking raped me... I love Clay, but I never wanted to have a kid against my damn will!" I felt tears burn past my cheeks. "Do you know how hard it was for me to do stuff, to take care of Schlatt, to- to not throw myself over the fucking edge?!" I felt a soft tug on my jacket. "Do you understand how badly I fought each and ever-" My breathing picked up as I fell to my knees. I felt another tug on my sleeve, I looked down seeing Noah hugging me reaching for my pockets.

I looked up seeing that he left like he did the first time, ignoring the ache in my head I turned to Noah who was now in front of me holding my meds. I patted his head and took the meds, both of us walked our way to a bus stop. We stayed there for a while as I continued to calm down, once the bus arrived and we got on I started to fall asleep.

When I woke up we were at our stop, I tried to get up but Noah was dead asleep on my chest. I sighed and carried him over to Bad's house. When I got there I was tackle hugged by Clay. "MOM!" "Hey, look what I have." I gave him a tired smile as he stared at Noah, he nearly squealed as I explained how I might adopt him. "REALLY?" "Yes, now let's go home. I'm tired."

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Schlatt's POV
Three days after finding Noah(Foolish)

I woke up to a ringing noise beside me, groaning I turned and off the alarm clock blaring out on my nightstand. "Blerghhh..." My attention was soon taken by Toby's half baa, I checked the date on my phone and jumped out of bed remembering that me and Puffy were supposed to have a family photo with the kids. I woke up Toby and rushed to get ready.

When we got to the place I saw Puffy with Dream and another kid. "Cara, who's the other kid?" She looked at the two and laughed. "Oh, right. Forgot." She patted his shoulder and sighed. "This is Noah, I don't know why but he also likes to be called Foolish." "Hi." He sounded a little timid but, eh, he looked younger than Dream so I guess it's understandable. "I- when?" She shrugged. "Found him alone and no one seemed to know him I just went 'Screw it!' Haha."

After that, we walked in for the photo.

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=L A little bit of writers' block but hey! I made a one-shot ^▽^

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