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head canon/request: Do Anya and Dmitry have any children? If so, how many? How did they name them.
Greet the brand new day
The little kick in her belly woke her up, and then⌠the pain.
âDmitry, wake up. WAKE UP!â said Anya hitting her husband with a pillow. The man beside her let a painful noise after open his eyes.
âAnya itâs too early, the sun is not up yetâ.
âI think the baby is comingâ.
If Dmitry was not wake up before, he surely was now.
âShit, shit⌠shitâ Iâm going to call Vlad to pick us. Just stay hereâ, he said like she could even move out of the bed without help and then he disappeared letting a teary Anya trying to catch her breath while the unborn baby was trying very hard to meet the world.
Fortunately, they had a bag ready days before if something like this could happen, so when Vlad came to their apartment, Anya and Dmitry were ready to leave to the hospital.
Dmitry had almost seven months since he receives the news that Anya was pregnant to comes to term about what was going to happen. He knew that giving birth to another human was both scary and amazing. His own mother died with the little sister that he never met and watching the woman that he loved most almost crying in pain made his heart hurt.
Honestly, he was even willing to never had sex with her again if that means that she never had to go through this again (yes, he loved her that much).
At the hospital, an annoying nurse took his Anya away from him and into a room.
âShe is in labor. We have to hurry upâ.
And then. Silence.
Vlad was beside his side like the loyal friend that he is. At some point, he puts a hand on his shoulder and whispered that everything is going to be alright. Dmitry knew that but still, he was afraid and wished to be by her side.
Many hours later, the annoying nurse came back and told him that his wife and âa healthy baby girlâ are waiting for him.
In the room, a tired, sleepy but happy Anya greets him.
âCome, Maria wants to say hiâ.
The baby was a little thing, so fragile that Dmitry was afraid of hurt her if he hugs her to tight. She had Anyaâs nose and he could picture his future with a little girl running around the house being as bossy as her mom. the happiest future that a street rat could wish for.
âHi, Maria. You are the prettiest girl I met. Donât tell your mamaâ he said while Anya laughed from the bed.
âWere is Nicky? I want him to meet his new sisterâ
âHe is with Lily. Itâs late so both of them will be here tomorrow morning. You should sleepâ Dmitry said while he leans on to kiss her forehead.
âYou should sleep too. Itâs been a long nightâ.
âLater. I want to hold her a little moreâ.
Sitting near his wife to watching her sleep and with his baby girl in his arms, Dmitry felt like he didnât deserve any of this and yet here he was, with his childhood dream girl, with a growing family, living in Paris.
The next month are going to be a bit of a nightmare because he is pretty sure that little Maria is going to be nothing like Nicholas (who was a quiet child even when he was a baby) and probably is going to wake everyone at home in the middle of the night, but he doesnât care. This is his family and he loved them.âIf you want more of this, send me an ask with more prompt!Â
I'm writing a one shot (????) With Dmitry and Maria as twins, and he as the Tsarevich. I have like 3 pages till now but I still don't know what I'm going to do with Anya. I only know that Alexei and Dima are going to be best brothers ever.
Are you guys interested in the idea???
(i'm putting this here so maybe I'm going to end it finally)
Kind of a month ago, a friend of my aunt come from NY and ask me what I would like as a gift. I told her that I only want a playbill from Anastasia.
Later, I read that today it's going to be the last broadway show and I feel a bit of heartbroken because I'm never going to watch the performance now.
I really love the cast even when I never met them. I watched they live on instagram and in their posts, and it felt them a part of my life.
This was one of the few show that I felt part of the fandom. I talked with awesome people (Hi @aralisj ) and It was the first fandom that I wrote fics in a language that's not my own.
I'm sad, but I'm really glad that the musical existed and a lot of people enjoyed it.
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He liked to kissed her and even when every one of them were hurried and short, he would have loved to do it more, because together they were pure magic...
Anastasia was royalty, was fierce and she was also his best friend, but he was only the servants in the palace. The poor kid who lost his parents and was alone in this cold world. How could he be enough for her?
Hi! If you are reading âA bunch of kissesâ or âAll I ever wanted was the worldâ then you should know that I wonât update for a while. My computer is dead and Iâm crying :)
Thanks to @wordshakerofgallifrey for be so kind <3 and to @anastasiaheadcanonsâ because after sending that ask I decided to write the story.
                       First things firts
When Kate left her apartament five minutes later than in a normal day, she had to run to catch the bus. At her fast steps, she didnât see the old lady carrying a basket with fruits who was opening her store. The basket fell, rolling on the floor, and leaving a mess of apples that stopped the steps of those who were running to their jobs, and Caseyâs mom told him that a good man was one who always helped his neighbor if he had the chance. Thatâs why he had to stop and help old Livia from the store, but he couldn't catch the last sneaky apple which ran into the street and scared a weak young cyclist who stopped so quickly that jumped from the bike and crashed into a taxi whose driver didn't see the red light because of the man with a cellphone in his hand who kept asking him for directions to the nearby library.
âSomeone call an ambulance please!â
People gathered around the young man on the ground who was blinking quickly trying to keep himself conscious. The blue of the sky was hidden behind curious eyes that moved and lips that formed words, but he could not decipher what they said to him. He would be late for his classes, maybe he had to take the bus, did he have to take an exam today? So many questions and he was so tired⌠Maybe he should close his eyes for a minute.
The blurry faces in front of the man in the floor, went slowly into dark and the last thing he heard was someone asking for his name and the sound of an ambulance.
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âOkay pretty ladies, get ready quickly. We have rehearsal!â
Lily clapped her hands fast, chasing the girls who, with total laziness, took their bags and walked to the camerino. The only one that was ready was Anya, with her white tutu and ribbon in her hair, she got nothing to envy to the Broadway stars. She was on stage warming-up while the cast was getting ready. So professional, Lily wished that the rest of the cast were like her, always on time and the first ready to perform. Most of the people who performed here did it as a hobby, so they didn't really try hard to make it the best show of their lives.
Seemed like that rehearsal would be a long one. She should take her vacation while she still could, Or sell the theater. Or drink a shot of vodka. Whatever works.
âAnya, why are you wearing your costume?â
âI want to get used to moving in it⌠and I look prettyâ This girlâŚ
âOkay⌠Everyone take positions! we start in five!â
Working in a community production was not the big dream that Anastasia had when she was five and decide that one day her name would be in some Broadway production, but at least she was doing what she loved. Even if most of the audience was made up of seniors at the matineĂŠ.
And of course, this wouldnât be permanent. Someday she would be in Broadway oh! she could be in Wicked! or maybe in a new and exciting show. She would wait for her moment. Even if it took ten or twenty years.
Just one shitty production at a time.
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These 24-hour shifts would be the death of him. His thoughts were not coherent by the end of his shift, and he was pretty sure he'd been staring at the wall of the break room for the past ten minutes without blinking. Dmitry wondered how much longer he could live on a diet of coffee and Red Bull before he had a heart attack. It probably wasn't healthy, but he was a nurse, not a nutritionist.
Just a few hours more and he would be sleeping at his comfy bed till the world collapses (lies, just till Vlad came to make him eat something else than sugar).
âDo you have plans for this Friday?â he needed to talk, or he would fall asleep right then and there.
âMy sister has a presentation with her company. We are all going to see her as a family to support her penniless career.â Maria was melted on the futon, they started the shift together so she probably was as tired as he was. No judging.
âAt least she does what she lovesâ
âHey! I love my job too, but I love sleep moreâ
Being friends with Maria was easy, even when she came from a crazy rich family that paid for her college tuition and he would be in endless debt for most of his life. Still, they had the same age and they started their internship at ER together. After a few weeks, they spent most of their spare time at the cafeteria sharing experience of the moody doctors and funny stories of the patients. Maria was a breath of fresh air in this shitty work and he couldnât ask for a best partner.
They were friends.
Kind of.
They donât usually hang out on their days off why would they? they probably see each other more than they see their families. He didnât know where her apartment was and he knew a few thing about her family, like she had a bunch of siblings, and she wanted an insane numbers of children. But she was the only one who was friendly with him and didn't make fun of him for being a nurse, and sometimes, they go for a drink when the day was especially awful.
âCome on. I'll get you a Snickers. I need sugarâ
Dmitry and Maria were halfway to the cafeteria when the stretcher came in through the emergency door. There goes my food.
Running fast, they caught up with the paramedics. Apparently, a taxi didnât see the red light. The patient was young. They didnât know his name yet, and even though the impact wasn't that big, he wasn't waking up.
âHe's my brother!â Maria said, almost screaming. âHe is hemophilic!â
She was pale and she looked like she would faint in any moment. She was frightened, and of course she was. If her brother didnât get medical attention quickly, he could die.
Her hands were shaking when Dmitry took her away and led her to an empty room.
âBlood type Maria?â
âAB, he is AB.. How did this happen to him?â she looked like she would cry in seconds and right then, he didnât have time to deal with tears.
âCall your family. Iâll be with him. You canât deal with this in your condition. He is going to be okay, trust me.â
But honestly, he was not sure.
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On Friday they had their first show, but most of the dancers were stumbling and the lead girl forgot her lines constantly. This was a disaster, why was she even trying?
Lily wanted to scream.
Oh, but she knows why she was doing this, but who cares (she cares). Also, they already had the cast, and the scenery was ready. They sent all of the invitations to the important people and she pulled a few strings, so with a bit of luck, the press would be here, she canât cancel now. This would be a joke but a joke that she would be proud of, yeah⌠right.
âOkay okay. Everyone, we are going to have a brief recess, and then we are going to try this again.â
Anastasiaâs cellphone had five missed calls when she took it. Maria usually didnât call when she had shift. Thatâs weird. And she knew that she had rehearsal today. Weird, weird, weird.
âHey LilâsâŚ.â but her godmother was at phone looking very pale. Whatâs going on?
âSweetheart, we have to leave. Now. Go for your stuff, no time to change clothes.â
Her phone started ringing again. It was Olga. Weirder.
She didnât say âhiâ which was unusual because Olgas was the politest person alive, maybe Tatiana could fight the crown. She didnât say hi, but the words that she heard made her blood cold. It was something about and an accident and Alexei, and honestly, she didnât care for the rest.
She was running out of the theater before the call ended.
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Mariaâs coffee was cold and her tears were dry now. The surgery started an hour ago and Dmitry didnât say anything yet. She knew that this took time, but still. IIt was her baby brother in the OR, she couldn't just relax.
The only thing that stopped her to run into the surgery was Olga holding her hand. She had a rosary in her closed fist over her heart. She was praying, just like her mother used to do it. Maria stopped believing in god long time ago, but she found the prayers relaxing. It makes her feel safe and maybe, He was listening.
Lily and Anastasia came together. Her sister was still in her costume and hurried to hug her while Lily stood awkwardly, looking at the people in the waiting room. At least Anya wasnât crying. She always was stronger than her.
âWhat happened Mashka?â
What happened? What happened was a stupid driver didn't see the red light, even though red was a pretty obvious color that everyone knew meant stop. What happened was, for ABC reasons, Alexei got scared for an apple... yes, an apple, and he jumped from his bike because obviously that was his only option and he ended up cashing with the taxi. That's what happened. And now he was in surgery.
Half an hour ago, Dmitry ran by with two bags of blood into the OR. He didnât say a word to her.
Anya didnât sit with Maria, Olga and Lily. She just walked in the alley. Sometimes on her tiptoes, sometimes not. Sheâs still wearing her ballet shoes. If she just sat there, everything would be more real and and this canât be real. She hated hospitals since Alexei born. Most of his childhood was between white walls and the smelt of antiseptic, this canât be happening again.
But the last time that they came to an hospital was when she had seventeen and that ended with everyone wearing black. Hospitals were only bad news. She didnât know how Maria could work here.
She didnât know how they can stay here and just sit until someone br them news.
Lily could use a drink now. Damned hospital with their damned sober policy, and she couldnât leave either. What kind of ruthless woman would leave these poor children alone? They may not be family by blood, but she had watched them grow. No, Lily could be an alcoholic-ish and moody woman, but she wasnât ruthless.
She had never been good at dealing with people who were suffering, what could she do? Pat them on their backs? Maybe she could offer to go for coffee or something to eat if the surgery took longer, but for now it was enough to sit next to them and wait.
Still, the damned surgery looks like would never end.
Till it ended.
Maria was the first to get in her feet and rushed to Dmitry, who looked tired but at least he was smiling and yes, he may be an asshole sometimes, but he wouldnât dare to be an asshole in this situation.
Anastasia hold Mariaâs hand tightly and Olga put a hand on her shoulder. They waited for her to make a move, but it wasnât necessary because exhausted Dmitry was getting anxious and couldnât wait for her to speak
âI told you he would be fine.â Maria and her sisters felt how suddenly they could breathe again. âYes, he could have needed blood, but wasnât too much, it was more for precaution. He had an hemorrhage but the doctors worked quickly so it wasnât much the damage. I guess, the doctor would be more clear. Now, if you excuse me, I need to move him to his room...â Suddenly, Dmitry looked perplexed to Anastasia for the first time, and then to Maria. âWhy does she look like a doll?â
Anya at her side made a little snort while she stand straight crossing her arms over her chest. She looked proud and taller than she really is⌠Is she up on her toes?
âBecause I was in rehearsals, and why do you care?â
Dmitry smiled and Anya mimicked his smile while Maria thought Jesus Christ.
âCome on,â Maria hurried him, taking his arm. âI will help you with Alexei,â she said rolling her eyes.
...
Alexei opened her eyes in a bright white room and felt a bit dizzy. His head hurted a lot and that was the only part of his body that he could actually feel. Everything else was numb and he was thirsty.
He felt like a car crushed him⌠Wait.
Oh, the apple. Yes. He remembered now. This would be a funny story in the future, but he is pretty sure that he is in trouble now.
His family is going to kill him. Maybe he should back to sleep.
âLook who is awake.â
Or maybe not.
Thereâs a young man beside his bed. He is smiling even when when he looked like he didnât slept in days. Maybe he should sleep.
âWho are you?â The guy helped him into a sitting position and wow, now everything hurts and then, approached him a glass of water. Nice guy, Alexei already liked him.
âIâm Dmitry, your nurseâ
âNurse? whereâs the pretty blond? thereâs always a pretty blond nurse in the movies.â
âFirst of all, the only pretty blond that I know is your sister, gross. Second, we are in 2018, men can be nurses, so... let it go.â
Shit, he is in Mariaâs hospital. Whatever was the reason she wasnât here, he knows that at any moment his family will come in the door. For a 21-year-old man, Alexei was a bit scared of his sisters.
âMaria is out there?â
âYes, with an old lady who looked pissed and your sisters.â
âDo they look mad?â
âNah, your sisters are just worried. They are talking with the doctor, so they should be here in no time.â
The first came in was Anastasia. She slap his forehead knowing that Olga would scold her (and she did it). Then Olga kissed his face like she did it when he was a child and Lily squeezed his cheeks. Yes, they were just worried, but that didn't stop them from asking questions or Anya from mocking him because seriously Alexei, you gave us the scare of our life just for an apple? such an idiot.
In a corner, Maria was talking with Dmitry. She couldnât be more grateful to him, seriously. He acted with total professionalism and took good care of her brother when she was a crying mess. Another person probably would scream at her and she would hardly be able to pull herself together, but he was patient and let her be with her family. He was such a good friend. He even offered to stay a few more hours taking care of Alexei while she went to her house to shower and sleep for a couple of hours until she returned to the next day's shift.
She would think of something to return the favor.
âWhy you didnât tell me that your little sister was a prettier version of you?â
Hell no. Not on her watch.
âBecause itâs information that shouldn't interest you.â
âWhy?!â Dmitry sounded offended.
âTrust me, you are not her type. Actually, she has a really shitty taste in men and you are⌠you.â
âBut Iâm a good guy, I could be an improvement in her love choices.â
Seriously⌠what a day.
âGive me a break. Iâm going to finish a few things before I left. Weâll talk tomorrow.â
It wasnât a no, but a maybe. Still, he probably didnât have a chance with her sister.
