[Episode 145743] [Episode 145743]Opening his eyes further, and allowing his newborn eyes to adjust, Ranma caught stock of his situation. He was currently surrounded by two large furry forms. One of orange and stripes, the other of gold and spots. He would’ve blushed at the close contact both parents, yes... HIS parents had at either side of him, and the one next to him, his sister...
But all this closeness felt...
Felt...
Nice.
He had a sister, although not furry like him. So he could guess she WASN’T a Ranko clone... (Which was a nice big fat relief!) And parents... The two staying close to them, keeping him and his sister safe and warm... He wasn’t sure what he was feeling, but it made him feel... Good. Made him feel... Loved... Honest to God, he felt truly loved for the first time in his life without a string attached or a condition to be met.
It made Ranma want to cry... He had to DIE first before he could know such feelings!
...
Oh crap! He was gonna cry! Real men don’t... Oh, right... He was a baby now... So... He could cry all he wanted and get all the crying he couldn’t do before off his chest!
Like a maestro preparing for his craft the baby Lycan made a babyish cough as if to clear his throat.
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!”
It was enough to wake up his immediate family... His mother bolting upright and his father rolling out of the bed, landing with a thud...
...And his aunts downstairs...
...And his grandparents and the houseguests in the mansion a mile away.
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“...Good set of lungs that kid’s got there...” Theo mumbled from face down in his pillow.
“Just like old times,” Julia agreed, taking her own pillow and covering her head with it.
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And of course this got his sister to join in, making it a duet.
“Shh, shh... Come on little ones,” Britanny said soothingly as she was already going into protective mother-mode, ignoring the aches and pains she still had from yesterday. Cradling both babies in either arm as she sat on the bed on her knees, she held them close to her, giving each a kiss on the forehead.
Stryyp, who had fallen off the bed at his newborn son’s outburst, slowly started to sit up. “Good set of lungs he’s got.”
Britanny just ignored her husband for a moment as she continued to hold and coddle her precious children, giving them soft kisses on their little heads.
Ranma’s wailing slowed down, as did Tifanny’s. His Mother’s words and gestures seemed to bring an inner peace he never felt in any sort of ‘enlightenment’ training he’d undertaken... And it seemed his sister was getting the same vibe.
Feeling her children start to calm, she raised them up a little, nuzzling their little heads with her face. “My babies...” She purred, still giving each child soft kisses as her lips passed by them.
Ranma wondered what he’d done to deserve this... For all he knew, those in charge of the here-after had every right to toss him in the fires of inferno and yet he was allowed to be reincarnated as this woman’s son...
Britanny smiled happily. “Stryyp! Little Ranma’s purring!” She said with glee, her own purrs staring and reverberating in her chest, causing Ranma and Tifanny to snuggle closer.
Stryyp smiled as he saw how happy his wife and children were. “Maybe he just woke up cranky?” Seeing how his wife ignored him, still cuddling their children, he shook his head, a grin on his features. “Well, whatever the reason, I’m glad he’s calmed down now...” He smiled at the heavenly image of his wife holding their children. “Motherhood suits you darling... You look... So perfect holding them.”
Ranma would have agreed verbally, but he couldn’t.
Britanny nodded her head. “Thank you, Muffin. They are so adorable, aren’t they?” She gave each a kiss and smelled them. She smirked a little. “And Motherhood does suit me, even the ‘not so nice’ parts. They need a diaper change.” She chuckled and got up from the bed, carrying the two little bundles of joy over to the changing table. “Muffin? Care to get a bath ready? I think these little ones could use a cleaning...”
“Of course, honey,” He walked over and planted a cheek peck on his wife and children’s cheeks before padding into their bathroom.
Ranma wondered if he could blush this young... He didn’t mean to wet himself, but... ‘Stupid baby bodily functions.’
Britanny smiled. “I have the most wonderful family...” She mumbled to herself before placing the two little ones on their backs on the changing table. She smirked as she took off the diapers. “Boy, for being so little, you guys must have bladders the size of watermelons,” She teased as she put the diapers in a nearby garbage pail with lid.
Ranma wondered how aware his sister was. She seemed to cover her face with her hands... In embarrassment, or was that just a baby thing?
Britanny smiled and took a small baby-wipe out from the kleenex box-like container and went to wiping down Ranma’s bottom, before taking a new one and doing the same to Tifanny. “Boy, you two sure smell a little...” She said as she let the Baby-Wipes fall into the basket. The werecheetah grinned and said, “You two earned yourselves a bath.” And she was taking off their little t-shirts without much hassle...
Well... From Tifanny at least.
“A fighter to the end, huh?” Britanny teased as Ranma kept moving his arms to keep his shirt on.
Ranma really had no qualms with baths... He just didn’t want one now! He wanted to sleep! He felt so tired for some reason. Maybe his new body was telling him despite his mind, he was in a weak newborn’s body?
Grinning, Britanny managed to get it off of him. “Winner, and still the Champion, Britanny Diggers!” She held her hands high before tossing the baby-shirt over to the hamper, where it landed atop of Tiffany’s.
Turning back to her children, Britanny picked up the two nude newborns and held them close to her. “Mmmm... MY babies,” She chortled in glee and gave the two infants gentle nuzzles.
Nuzzling his mother back, Ranma smiled a little. ‘Oh yeah,’ Ranma thought. He could SO get used to this, his small body purring from the attentions.
Britanny gave the two little soft kisses and nuzzles until she heard her husband call out, “Bath’s ready!”
Smiling, Britanny held the two small infant werecheetahs against her and made her way to the bathroom. Again, it was bright lights and Ranma had to close his eyes for a moment.
Man he wish his eyes weren’t so weak... Or maybe it was because he was sleepy?
Mmm... Sleepy-sleep...
Sleepy-sleep...
Sleep...
Sllleeeeep...
ACK! Water! Warm Water!
“Maybe I made it too warm?” Stryyp voiced in concern seeing his son squirm.
“Oh, don’t fret little one,” Britanny said as she lowered herself and the children into the tub. She looked up at her husband. “It’s fine. I think he was just asleep and the sudden temperature change woke him up.”
At his wife’s declaration, Stryyp looked relieved. “Oh good. I tried to make it as lukewarm as possible.”
Britanny smiled and moved forward in the tub as she sat in it across from her husband. “Who do you want to hold? Ranma or Tifanny?”
“The one who birthed them has the first choice,” Stryyp told his wife with a smile.
Britanny smiled back at her husband. ‘Well, I’ll take Tifanny for now. I don’t want her to feel left out, or feel I’m loving her brother more than her. I love them both equally.” She said as she handed her son over to the proud father.
Gently, Stryyp took Ranma and carefully held the infant as he was shown how too by Jetta and his Mother-in-law. “Hey there, li’l guy,” He said as he smiled down at his son.
Ranma looked up with wide-eyes. There was something so odd about having a father like this... He was used to Genma... Fat, lazy, insensitive... And here was a man, probably in his prime, and obviously had a good heart...
It made Ranma want to...
“WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!”
Seeing her husband panic for a moment, Britanny smiled at him and softly said, “Hold him.”
Stryyp blinked and gently cradled his son in a soft rocking motion. “What’s the matter, son?” He knew Ranma couldn’t reply, but he felt the reflex to ask.
Ranma sniffled a little and blinked his shiny bright eyes. He didn’t understand. Obviously Death had told him how he’d been such a rotten prick... How’d he deserve such kind parents?
Stryyp carefully rubbed his back. “It’s okay, Ranma... Daddy and Mommy are here.. We won’t let anything happen to you.”
That just made Ranma sniffle more. He wasn’t gonna cry though... He knew he should be happy. He was getting a chance to start over. And it was possibly one of the best chances he could have gotten.
If he ever saw that Grim Reaper again, he owed the bag of bones a bottle of the finest sake he could find.
So, closing his eyes, Ranma nuzzled his face into his father’s chest. Such a strong man in both body and heart, and just enjoyed the attention and love and care he was receiving from both parents.
“Feeling better now?” Stryyp smiled as he rocked his son in his arms. A slight tingle of giddiness at being a Father coursed through him.
“I think he is,” Britanny said to her husband. “You got him to stop crying so quickly.”
Stryyp gave a soft chuckle. “I still think you do it better, but I’m glad I could sooth him.”
Britanny's smile widened. “That’s because you’re his daddy, and he loves you very... Much?” She trailed off and looked down. She smiled as Tifanny was nuzzling at her left breast before latching onto a nipple and suckling. “Heh... Little gal’s hungry. Bring Ranma over, please. I don’t think he’ll want to miss out on breakfast.”
“Of course... Though I feel a little jealous,” Stryyp teased as he handed over his son.
Britanny grinned at her husband as she reached out and soon brought her son close. “You’ll get a turn Muffin. And when it is, I’ll...” Her eyes widened. “Muffin! Ranma’s nose is bleeding!”
Stryyp blinked and moved closer to inspect his son. “...I don’t recall him bumping anything...” He said worriedly.
Britanny fussed over the little infant. “Oh, I hope he didn’t hurt himself,” She said just as worried as Stryyp had been.
Stryyp gently took a wash cloth and ever so gently wiped the blood from Ranma’s nose. “Hmm... The bleeding stopped...Odd. That seemed like a... Run of the mill nose bleed...”
Closing her eyes for a moment, Britanny let out a sigh of relief. Opening her eyes and smiling she said, “Well, bring him close. I’m sure he’s hungry...”
And so Stryyp did, only...
“Stryyp!” Britanny cried out. “His nose is bleeding again!”
Using the wash-cloth, Stryyp wiped his nose again. “This is odd... Every time he gets close to your chest his, nose bleeds... I thought babies couldn’t get embarrassed?”
Britanny raised an eyebrow. “Hmm... Well, he’s gonna have to get used to it...” Smirking she held him. “Now, c’mon, little guy! Eat!”
Ranma managed to blush as he was thrust right up into his mother’s breast, the soft nipple in his mouth...
Still... He WAS hungry... Closing his eyes, Ranma clamped down gently... Hhad no teeth to chew with so he gummed the nipple... Hey some liquid came out... MILK! Slurping time!
Britanny couldn’t help but let out a giggle.
“What’s so funny, Brit?” Stryyp asked.
“It’s Ranma,” Britanny said. “He’s suckling so fast, it tickles.”
‘Yummy, yummy!’ Who knew something coming out of a boob could taste so good? And his Mother had big ones... So plenty to eat!
“My, he does seem eager,“ Stryyp said amused as Ranma was somewhat pawing at the breast while seemingly suckling faster.
Britanny couldn’t help but continue to laugh. “He’s tickling me!”
“Well you are ticklish there among other places,” Stryyp flashed a sly grin.
Britanny blushed a little. “Not in front of the children...” She said teasingly.
“Even though they cannot understand, but as you wish dear,” Stryyp winked back.
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