Skyrim Parent Scenarios {CLOSED}

Naming You

Brynjolf
Brynjolf watched as you played with a stolen rattle. He kept trying to think up a good name for you, but he just couldn't. Eventually, he decided to open a book to a random page and pick a name from there.

With his eyes closed, Brynjolf flipped to a page and pressed his finger onto the paper. He opened his eyes and looked at the name he landed on.
"Y/n? I like it. How about you, lass?" He asked you. You smiled and shook the rattle happily.

Cicero
Cicero happily sat watching you lay on his bed making babbling noises. He had gotten permission to keep you from the Listener, saying he could use the company other than the Night Mother.

"What will dear Cicero name you, child?" The mad jester asked excitedly. "Perhaps l/f/n (least favorite name)? No, that doesn't suit you. Ooh! Perhaps the un-child knows a good name!"

So off the Fool of Hearts went to speak to Babette, taking you with him.
"Hmm. What about the name Y/n? I think its pretty!" The three hundred-year-old child suggested.

"Oh, yes yes yes," Cicero said excitedly. "Cicero likes that name very much indeed! What do you think of it child?" He asked you. You just sneezed in response, which was good enough for him.

Farkas
Farkas spent a good amount of time thinking of names for you, but because thinking made his head hurt he ended up asking his brother for ideas.

"Just name it Y/n and be done with it," was all Vilkas said before returning to his training. (I didn't know what to do for this one, but it seems like something that would actually happen so... Yeah. Sorry it's so short!)

Serana
After turning you into a vampire, Serana succeeded in convincing Lord Harkon to allow you to stay.

Serana didn't want to waste too much time naming you, so she flipped through some of Valerica's old storybooks while thinking. Soon enough, she came across a fitting name for a young creature of the night.

"How about the name Y/n?" She asked a sleeping you. As you slept in your crib, Serana went to see her father about making an official announcement of your new name to the court.

Vilkas
Vilkas did not want to spend any time naming you, so he let Aela decide for him.

You watched in fascination as your father whacked a training dummy with his sword, while the huntress watched you.

"You're a curious one, aren't you," She mused. As she watched you, an idea struck her.

"Pick one," She said to you, holding up her hands while mentally assigning a name to each. Your wide little eyes looked back and forth between the two hands before reaching out for her left hand.

"Left, is it? Well, little one, it looks like your new name is Y/n."