Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 4:32 am Post subject: POtato Natas/Armand
Sometime since her kidnap had passed, relocating was hard especially with a newborn. But Armand and Natas managed, they didn't know the use of moving to another country. For the time being they just moved to another city, somewhere else coastal so Armand could get work on the boats. Natas also like being near the sea, the salt in the air and the oceanic sounds at night were comforting to her. Fausto was an already bright and beautiful baby. And Natas, not like before, took to being an affectionate and attentive mother. Fausto slept with his parents often and spent his days playing and exploring with his Mom. Natas couldn't be more proud of her first born.
Right. Her first born.
Natas was sitting on their bed with Fausto, he was laying on his back and kicking his feet, babbling and blowing bubbles at his Mother. She was laughing and pinching his toes before calling out to Armand.
Armand was in the small "yard" behind their cozy little apartment with the door open just wide enough he was able to look into the house and see Natas and Fausto.
Things were much different this go around. While Armand couldn't say he disliked being a parent to his first brood of children, he could definitely attest to the fact he was enjoying things much more this go around (even if they were technically on the run). He felt like he was able to be much softer this time, more affectionate.
But still, of course, he was lacking in some ways.
"Mm, I don't really know any." He admitted. Even to his first children, he wasn't a knowledgeable source on nursery rhymes. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"We should learn so, I think he'd like it." She called back, smiling down at the babe. He continued to kick and laugh, she leaned down to kiss his nose but paused when Fausto cupped her cheeks with his own small hands. They stayed like that a moment, him holding her face as they stared back at each other. Then, something stirred in Natas. Looking down at him, he reminded her of someone, a few people. He reminded her of a time and a place before she forgot everything.
She squinted her eyes and pulled away slowly. The image her a baby was shifting and changing before her, was it double vision? Suddenly there was two babies, but they didn't look like Fausto. They didn't sound like him either, they were kicking much harder, holding hands while they yelled. She rubbed her eyes and leaned in again, one baby again. But this time, Fausto was a girl? Laying on her stomach; thick curly brown hairs and long lashes, a little heart shaped mouth.
"What? What is this?" Natas muttered before reaching down to scoop up the baby.
The imagine changed again in her hands, this time he was newborn again, wailing to open his lungs. He was still slick and wet from leaving her body, there was blood on her hands and the bed- The bed!? Next two the newborn was another, not crying or moving, small and limp; turned away from her.
Natas screamed and jumped away from the bed. In real time, Fausto was still on the bed, no longer laughing but quiet; startled but curious at his Mother's yelling. Natas was breathing hard, clutching her chest from her place on the floor, looking up at her baby. Was she hallucinating? She was scared, that was for sure, she was quivering and panting hard in fear. But then, she started crying. Her eyelashes wet and clinging to each other as she went pale.
"Oh my god..." She uttered, touching her own face then in horror.
Natas couldn't seem to stop crying, though not quite hysterical yet. Tears streaming, she looking up at Armand.
"Were there...Did I have...Other babies?" She asked quietly. She had asked before, but Armand had previously said no and she believed him. But suddenly she wasn't sure, in fact, Natas was positive that he was wrong. She felt it inside her somewhere, not phantom kicks from Fausto. But just, something that had been missing for a long time. "Don't lie to me, I had other babies. Twins, I know I had twins. Twin boys, a girl I think...Another baby, and one that did not make it?" She insisted then.
"Where are they Armand, my babies. Where are they?" Natas demanded, becoming hysterical and enraged. Her face twisted into this sour expression that Armand perhaps hadn't seen since she was 'herself,' the old Natas wouldn't care less about her offspring. But given she'd had this time to be maternal with Fausto, it was projecting onto her lost children.
"Rome...Rommy...Romulus, Remus and Romulus! Those are my boys, where are they?" Natas asked again, rubbing her temples to try and force herself to remember more things. "Oh god, my babies, Armand. Where are they?" She began crying again.
"Natas, Natas, please, I...we...please listen to me, my love. They are fine where they are, our sons a-and our daughter, too. They are all fine." Armand sputtered slightly. "But we had to...we needed to part ways with them so they wouldn't get involved with the things I involved us in." _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"What do you mean, I don't understand." Natas pressed on. "They're my children, how could you not tell me all this time? What must they be thinking, all this time has passed." She continued, standing up and wiping at her face before grabbing Fausto from the bed to cradle him for her own comfort.
Armand bit at his lip, wrestling with how to tell Natas that their children had long since left them, that they didn't "abandon" their children as she thought.
"I didn't...I'm sorry, Natas. I didn't think your heart could take it...the idea of leaving our children behind." He lied again, but this seemed like a kinder lie. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"Or what, I'll be arrested?" Natas challenged. "I'm not scared, I need to talk to them. Please, Armand, I need to at least hear their voices. I don't remember anything, I need you to do this for me." She pressed.
Armand looked at Natas, face pained, but he let out a reluctant sigh nonetheless.
"If I...if we do this, there's a good chance we'll have to run again, my love." He said to her. "And there's a good chance that they might have to as well." _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"Make the arrangements." Natas said with an almost blank expression, though brows slightly furrowed. She looked the way she used to with that face, their was a power behind her words that had been absent all this time. If it hadn't been about her kids, it would have been worth assuming she was her old self again.
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