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Stepping out of the shadows, Mallow scoffed and crossed her arms as the floor creaked from her boots. She had definitely seen it. “You can’t fool me. Revert back now.” she said, holding up her hand. It was like she was initiating a countdown with her fingers as each of her fingers started to go down. The vamp expected him to comply within the countdown. “On your knees for me.” she smirked, walking up closer to him and tilting his chin up to lock eyes. There was nothing but a glint of amusement and power in her crimson eyes.

Immediately Draco was given an order, which he followed. He turned back into his regular human form. The way the girl held up her hand reminded him of what his old master would do. He was given another command, and he instantly followed, having been used to the way he was given orders as such. Draco felt the way she tilted his chin, and just by locking eyes with her told him that she held more power than his old master. 

The sound of Mallow's thigh high boots tapping against the floor echoed throughout the walls of Clan. Knowing exactly where her father would be, she busted through the double doors without a care and raised her arms up into the air. "Daddy Dearest, I'm home~" she sang, the edge of her lips forming into a smirk. She hopped onto the table, crossing her legs and took the book he was reading and flung it out of his hands. "Or did you forget to tell everyone about your lost daughter~?"

She pulled him close by tugging him by the collar of his shirt. Their eyes mirrored one another and both told a story of sadness and sorrow. “How? I wasn’t a failed experiment like Altair and your other children. I have your sickening blood running through my veins.” she smiled innocently but it was evident there was poison in her tone. Releasing his collar, she swung her boot back and forth in silence. A small giggle escaped her lips as she couldn’t stop her laughter at that point. “Everyone wanted me. So I took advantage of it. I adapted the control and desires you once had when you were False but I was able to do it better. All of my slaves served their purpose until I got bored of them.” she snickered, smile immediately dropping when she stared at him from the corner of her eyes.

The look in Mallow’s eyes almost scared him, but only because he’s seen them before. They were his eyes before. The way he would look everyone, especially at the girls he experimented on during his time as False. Though, Sophie did not flinch when Mallow grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, only listening to her words full of venom. It was clear, however, he was only keeping his composure and was truly trying not to lose himself in the moment. “... So you’ve become no better than me,” he mumbled, rubbing the temple of his head with a few fingers. “What a headache... and here I thought I could avoid exposing any of you to such a future.” 

Snow was feeling really down in that moment as she strolled through the gardens. It was a little chilly outside as she felt a wave of fatigue hit her. She collapsed to her knees and looked up at the flowers by the bush near her. Softly sighing to herself, she gave up and looked down instead. Unaware that Sophie was approaching her, she swallowed the lump in her throat. "... It's too quiet around here..." she whispered. "It feels wrong."

Feeling his coat around her shoulders, she softly gazed up at him with such lost eyes. The woman felt like something was off in general. “… This whole place… it’s beautiful but it doesn’t feel right. It’s like something is missing.” she admitted before shaking her head and leaning against him. “Or maybe I feel under the weather..” she admitted, sighing while looking away from him in silence.

Sophie sat beside the woman, letting her lean against him as a means of support and comfort. He knew what Snow meant about Clan feeling empty in some way. Even if he already told her everything he had done, Snow still had a bad feeling. “… Perhaps you are feeling under the weather. Have you been eating and resting properly?” he inquired, placing a gentle hand on Snow’s forehead. Though when she mentioned something growing, he stopped.

Snow covered her mouth in that moment as she shook her head. “I… I have.” she lied at first before looking up at him. “… Truthfully. I haven’t been getting enough sleep. I feel too sick to do so. And eating… well, it comes and goes.” she said, lightly hugging her stomach as she looked away in that moment. She stayed silent for a while before giving up in that moment.

Sophie could tell Snow was lying. He knew her all too well, after all. “Snow… there’s no sense in lying to me…” he mumbled, but let the woman continue as she talked about what was truthfully wrong. Watching her actions, however, told him the answer before Snow suspected what it was. “Snow. Those are the signs of pregnancy. I’ve seen you act this way before, and it’s a sign of a little one growing in here,” he said with a soft smile, poking at her stomach.

“Pregnancy…”

At the suggestion of getting food, Sophie sighed to himself and nodded. “Alright. I’ll make you some food. What would you like to eat?” he asked, leading the woman through the hallways and into the kitchen. He started to make whatever Snow requested for, quietly and efficiently. “What else do we even need to discuss, Snow? I feel like I’ve told you everything that I could,” he mumbled, though he shook his head. 

As they entered the kitchen, she sat down at the bar and then thought about what she wanted to eat. Breakfast sounded good to her in that moment even though it was late at night. “Scrambled eggs, bacon and toast, please.” she requested kindly for him. While watching him cook, she shook her head and looked away from him. “I know we discussed things about the past but this talk is more for the future…” she said, looking down at her stomach.

Sophie worked quickly on Snow’s breakfast without a single judgement. He also thought he could have something to eat, that he doubled up on the scrambled eggs and toast. “Ah… so it’s about the child,” he mumbled. He could see the worry that Snow had, as it had been the same worries she had before. “Truthfully, it may mean that the enemies I’ve made along the way would have a new way to target me, but I could not care less. I’ve experienced far worse things in my life.”

Snow quietly thanked him for the food and began to eat her scrambled eggs first. The woman listened to what he had to say but lowered her head as she stared down at her stomach. “I feel as though the earlier prepared we are, the better. I want my child to live the best, fruitful life possible. I want to make them happy.” she said, softly chewing until she looked up at him. “It’s not every day you have a child with Sophie Anderson.” 

“I understand, but we should also take things one step at a time. I do also want our child to have a wonderful life,” he admitted, smiling a little as he gently patted Snow’s head. He took another bite of his toast before he almost snickered to himself at what Snow just said. “W-well... It certainly felt like everyday in the past with you,” he joked a little, though he knew Snow would not remember the various times she had tried to adopt a child.

( Minami. ) It was raining hard outside as Snow took her daily stroll through the halls. She found it to be comforting especially with life being formed inside of her. Witnessing the front doors open up, she noticed an unfamiliar face walk in. Tilting her head, she noticed it was a young girl dripping wet and cold from the rain. "Are you okay?" she asked, feeling her motherly side kick in as she came over to help dry her off.

Immediately, she guided the girl back up to her room without hesitation. Snow kept her close by wrapping her arm around her and patting her down everywhere she could. “You’ve come to the right place.” she said to her, entering her room. Grabbing a towel quickly, she let the girl dry off while picking out some clothing for her to borrow. “These are all I have that might fit. But I hope they could be of some use to you.” she said, handing the girl a nightgown for the evening. 

The woman moved without any hesitation, leading Minami up the stairs and into what she assumed was her room. To her relief, the place she did end up in was Clan after all. To her surprise, she was given a towel and a nightgown to change into. “U-Um... Thank you,” she said, unsure of how to act due to such kindness. It was unlike the way she was treated. 

Snow was feeling really down in that moment as she strolled through the gardens. It was a little chilly outside as she felt a wave of fatigue hit her. She collapsed to her knees and looked up at the flowers by the bush near her. Softly sighing to herself, she gave up and looked down instead. Unaware that Sophie was approaching her, she swallowed the lump in her throat. "... It's too quiet around here..." she whispered. "It feels wrong."

Feeling his coat around her shoulders, she softly gazed up at him with such lost eyes. The woman felt like something was off in general. “… This whole place… it’s beautiful but it doesn’t feel right. It’s like something is missing.” she admitted before shaking her head and leaning against him. “Or maybe I feel under the weather..” she admitted, sighing while looking away from him in silence.

Sophie sat beside the woman, letting her lean against him as a means of support and comfort. He knew what Snow meant about Clan feeling empty in some way. Even if he already told her everything he had done, Snow still had a bad feeling. “… Perhaps you are feeling under the weather. Have you been eating and resting properly?” he inquired, placing a gentle hand on Snow’s forehead. Though when she mentioned something growing, he stopped.

Snow covered her mouth in that moment as she shook her head. “I… I have.” she lied at first before looking up at him. “… Truthfully. I haven’t been getting enough sleep. I feel too sick to do so. And eating… well, it comes and goes.” she said, lightly hugging her stomach as she looked away in that moment. She stayed silent for a while before giving up in that moment.

Sophie could tell Snow was lying. He knew her all too well, after all. “Snow… there’s no sense in lying to me…” he mumbled, but let the woman continue as she talked about what was truthfully wrong. Watching her actions, however, told him the answer before Snow suspected what it was. “Snow. Those are the signs of pregnancy. I’ve seen you act this way before, and it’s a sign of a little one growing in here,” he said with a soft smile, poking at her stomach.

“Pregnancy…”

At the suggestion of getting food, Sophie sighed to himself and nodded. “Alright. I’ll make you some food. What would you like to eat?” he asked, leading the woman through the hallways and into the kitchen. He started to make whatever Snow requested for, quietly and efficiently. “What else do we even need to discuss, Snow? I feel like I’ve told you everything that I could,” he mumbled, though he shook his head. 

As they entered the kitchen, she sat down at the bar and then thought about what she wanted to eat. Breakfast sounded good to her in that moment even though it was late at night. “Scrambled eggs, bacon and toast, please.” she requested kindly for him. While watching him cook, she shook her head and looked away from him. “I know we discussed things about the past but this talk is more for the future…” she said, looking down at her stomach.

Sophie worked quickly on Snow’s breakfast without a single judgement. He also thought he could have something to eat, that he doubled up on the scrambled eggs and toast. “Ah... so it’s about the child,” he mumbled. He could see the worry that Snow had, as it had been the same worries she had before. “Truthfully, it may mean that the enemies I’ve made along the way would have a new way to target me, but I could not care less. I’ve experienced far worse things in my life.”

Naoki was passing by the hallways once more, as he felt the days drag on. He knew he had been missing something, a part of his heart, but he still was not sure what. The boy sighed, noticing that he came across the music room. With a bit of hesitation, he entered only to see someone already in there. “Oh... um... sorry...”

Naoki smiled a little and joined Yuuka by the piano. He was not drawn to it exactly, but something else in the music room was. Just something about music. The voice in his heart told him it was the missing link to something he had lost. “I don’t get it either… But you feel it too, don’t you? The void in your heart?” asked Naoki, staring at the keys before he pressed on a few notes. “… I feel like music is what we need to fill it, but I’m not sure how.”

“I do…”

Naoki only sighed, though he was almost glad that Yuuka was feeling the same way he was. In a sense, he was not alone in his thoughts. He knew they still had other plans, but with Yuuka’s suggestion of skipping all of it just to go ask their father about their concerns, he agreed to it. “Yeah. If he doesn’t know, maybe Mr. Sophie would. I feel like it’s not just us that has something missing in them… The rest of Clan seem empty in some way or another, don’t you think.”

She was glad her brother was on the same page as her. Tugging on his hand, they headed out together to find their father. It seemed like Naoki knew where to go so she followed after him quietly until they came into the library. Seeing their father, she ran up to him and plopped down on his lap to give him a hug. “Paaaapaa!” she grinned happily. 

Yuuto was startled with Yuuka suddenly plopping herself onto his lap, though in a way he was already used to her childish antics. Naoki smiled a little bit, before he sat across them both. As Yuuka explained what was wrong, the boy’s mind wandered back to the feeling he had in the music room. “It just feels weird if it’s us that just feels this way. I wouldn’t really call it relieving if we weren’t the only ones, but...” the boy paused, or rather, Yuuto stopped them with a bitter smile.

Snow was feeling really down in that moment as she strolled through the gardens. It was a little chilly outside as she felt a wave of fatigue hit her. She collapsed to her knees and looked up at the flowers by the bush near her. Softly sighing to herself, she gave up and looked down instead. Unaware that Sophie was approaching her, she swallowed the lump in her throat. "... It's too quiet around here..." she whispered. "It feels wrong."

Feeling his coat around her shoulders, she softly gazed up at him with such lost eyes. The woman felt like something was off in general. “… This whole place… it’s beautiful but it doesn’t feel right. It’s like something is missing.” she admitted before shaking her head and leaning against him. “Or maybe I feel under the weather..” she admitted, sighing while looking away from him in silence.

Sophie sat beside the woman, letting her lean against him as a means of support and comfort. He knew what Snow meant about Clan feeling empty in some way. Even if he already told her everything he had done, Snow still had a bad feeling. “… Perhaps you are feeling under the weather. Have you been eating and resting properly?” he inquired, placing a gentle hand on Snow’s forehead. Though when she mentioned something growing, he stopped.

Snow covered her mouth in that moment as she shook her head. “I… I have.” she lied at first before looking up at him. “… Truthfully. I haven’t been getting enough sleep. I feel too sick to do so. And eating… well, it comes and goes.” she said, lightly hugging her stomach as she looked away in that moment. She stayed silent for a while before giving up in that moment.

Sophie could tell Snow was lying. He knew her all too well, after all. “Snow… there’s no sense in lying to me…” he mumbled, but let the woman continue as she talked about what was truthfully wrong. Watching her actions, however, told him the answer before Snow suspected what it was. “Snow. Those are the signs of pregnancy. I’ve seen you act this way before, and it’s a sign of a little one growing in here,” he said with a soft smile, poking at her stomach.

“Pregnancy…”

At the suggestion of getting food, Sophie sighed to himself and nodded. “Alright. I’ll make you some food. What would you like to eat?” he asked, leading the woman through the hallways and into the kitchen. He started to make whatever Snow requested for, quietly and efficiently. “What else do we even need to discuss, Snow? I feel like I’ve told you everything that I could,” he mumbled, though he shook his head. 

Naoki was passing by the hallways once more, as he felt the days drag on. He knew he had been missing something, a part of his heart, but he still was not sure what. The boy sighed, noticing that he came across the music room. With a bit of hesitation, he entered only to see someone already in there. “Oh... um... sorry...”

Naoki smiled a little and joined Yuuka by the piano. He was not drawn to it exactly, but something else in the music room was. Just something about music. The voice in his heart told him it was the missing link to something he had lost. “I don’t get it either… But you feel it too, don’t you? The void in your heart?” asked Naoki, staring at the keys before he pressed on a few notes. “… I feel like music is what we need to fill it, but I’m not sure how.”

“I do…”

Naoki only sighed, though he was almost glad that Yuuka was feeling the same way he was. In a sense, he was not alone in his thoughts. He knew they still had other plans, but with Yuuka’s suggestion of skipping all of it just to go ask their father about their concerns, he agreed to it. “Yeah. If he doesn’t know, maybe Mr. Sophie would. I feel like it’s not just us that has something missing in them... The rest of Clan seem empty in some way or another, don’t you think.”

Snow was feeling really down in that moment as she strolled through the gardens. It was a little chilly outside as she felt a wave of fatigue hit her. She collapsed to her knees and looked up at the flowers by the bush near her. Softly sighing to herself, she gave up and looked down instead. Unaware that Sophie was approaching her, she swallowed the lump in her throat. "... It's too quiet around here..." she whispered. "It feels wrong."

Feeling his coat around her shoulders, she softly gazed up at him with such lost eyes. The woman felt like something was off in general. “… This whole place… it’s beautiful but it doesn’t feel right. It’s like something is missing.” she admitted before shaking her head and leaning against him. “Or maybe I feel under the weather..” she admitted, sighing while looking away from him in silence.

Sophie sat beside the woman, letting her lean against him as a means of support and comfort. He knew what Snow meant about Clan feeling empty in some way. Even if he already told her everything he had done, Snow still had a bad feeling. “… Perhaps you are feeling under the weather. Have you been eating and resting properly?” he inquired, placing a gentle hand on Snow’s forehead. Though when she mentioned something growing, he stopped.

Snow covered her mouth in that moment as she shook her head. “I… I have.” she lied at first before looking up at him. “… Truthfully. I haven’t been getting enough sleep. I feel too sick to do so. And eating… well, it comes and goes.” she said, lightly hugging her stomach as she looked away in that moment. She stayed silent for a while before giving up in that moment.

Sophie could tell Snow was lying. He knew her all too well, after all. “Snow... there’s no sense in lying to me...” he mumbled, but let the woman continue as she talked about what was truthfully wrong. Watching her actions, however, told him the answer before Snow suspected what it was. “Snow. Those are the signs of pregnancy. I’ve seen you act this way before, and it’s a sign of a little one growing in here,” he said with a soft smile, poking at her stomach.

Snow was feeling really down in that moment as she strolled through the gardens. It was a little chilly outside as she felt a wave of fatigue hit her. She collapsed to her knees and looked up at the flowers by the bush near her. Softly sighing to herself, she gave up and looked down instead. Unaware that Sophie was approaching her, she swallowed the lump in her throat. "... It's too quiet around here..." she whispered. "It feels wrong."

Feeling his coat around her shoulders, she softly gazed up at him with such lost eyes. The woman felt like something was off in general. “… This whole place… it’s beautiful but it doesn’t feel right. It’s like something is missing.” she admitted before shaking her head and leaning against him. “Or maybe I feel under the weather..” she admitted, sighing while looking away from him in silence.

Sophie sat beside the woman, letting her lean against him as a means of support and comfort. He knew what Snow meant about Clan feeling empty in some way. Even if he already told her everything he had done, Snow still had a bad feeling. “... Perhaps you are feeling under the weather. Have you been eating and resting properly?” he inquired, placing a gentle hand on Snow’s forehead. Though when she mentioned something growing, he stopped.

Naoki was passing by the hallways once more, as he felt the days drag on. He knew he had been missing something, a part of his heart, but he still was not sure what. The boy sighed, noticing that he came across the music room. With a bit of hesitation, he entered only to see someone already in there. “Oh... um... sorry...”

Naoki smiled a little and joined Yuuka by the piano. He was not drawn to it exactly, but something else in the music room was. Just something about music. The voice in his heart told him it was the missing link to something he had lost. “I don’t get it either... But you feel it too, don’t you? The void in your heart?” asked Naoki, staring at the keys before he pressed on a few notes. “... I feel like music is what we need to fill it, but I’m not sure how.”

Naoki could see that Hyemi was feeling really ill, that he wanted to do something for her. The little boy carried a tray of peanut butter and jelly sandwich, as well as some fruits and orange juice to the woman’s room as carefully as he could. As he knocked, Naoki waited patiently until he was let in, before he showed Hyemi the tray. “F-For Mama Hyemi...!”

Naoki nodded, fidgeting with his fingers as Hyemi took the tray. “Mr. Sophie hep Naoki with the apple!” He replied, pointing to the cut up apples. However, everything else was done by Naoki. “Papa say Mama Hyemi has sickies.... Naoki wanna make Mama Hyemi feel better,” added the little boy, holding onto the woman’s hand as they entered the room together.

Because it was the middle of winter, Sophie didn’t need to tend to the gardens any longer, which gave him a lot of free time. Instead of spending it in his laboratory, he sought out Snow and decided to spend time with her. He found the woman in the library, reading as usual. “Snow, would you like to accompany me to the human world?”

Sophie gave her a smile, holding out his arm so she can take it. Once she did, he only gave a small chuckle. “Of course. I promise to keep you safe no matter what,” he vowed, and together they headed out of Clan and to the human world. He was trying to think of ways to help Snow gain back some of the liveliness she used to have before the destruction of Clan, and he had an idea.