Big Hero 6 x Reader One Shots

(159): New Family (Part One)

Parent Fred x Reader. Since a lot of you guys want one with every character, I'll just have to do that. ^-^
(Unedited).

You're six months into your pregnancy. When you first told your husband, Fred, the news, he was extremely excited. He couldn't wait to have a family of his own-- a family that would stay around, unlike his father and mother.

Things went pretty smoothly for a while, then everything turned around. You were thrown in a mess of sickness and exhaustion and worry. Your health was plummeting. Your doctors had concerns about the actual child birth. You were sentenced to bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy.

You knew that you'd have to have that discussion with Fred. The discussion no one wants to have. Sometimes it's needed, though.

Fred comes in with a paper of (favorite_fast_food). "I brought you your lunch, ___," Fred says.

"How sweet," You comment, taking the bag from him. Fred plants a kiss on your cheek. "Sit." You pat the spot next to you on the bed.

"What's up?" Fred asks, plopping down on the bed.

"I need to talk to you about something."

"What?" Fred asks, stealing a French fry.

"It's pretty serious, Freddie."

"Okay," Fred says. He takes your hand. "I'm listening."

"I-I know that no one wants to hear anything like this-- but Fred-- if the time comes when you have to decide between my life or the baby's, choose the baby's, okay?"

"___," Fred whispers.

"Fred, please. You have to."

"You can't do that to me, ___. Besides, the technology is so good, nowadays, we don't even need to worry about it!"

"Just in case, Fred. Please, it's what I need you to do."

Fred frowns and nods. "Okay," He whispers.

You smile. "I love you."

"I love you, too," He says, kissing you roughly. He didn't want to lose you. If he lost you, what would he do? He shuts his eyes tightly and touches his forehead to yours. He whispers brokenly, "I don't want to lose you."

"It's okay," You say, kissing him again. "It's okay."

~

Three months later, you give birth to a perfectly healthy baby (boy/girl), (baby_name). The birth was rough, but you're fine.

Fred loves every minute of being a parent. You were surprised at how easily he adapted. As soon as the baby would cry, he'd pause the video game to comfort (him/her). He tried to cook you meals, only to have to ask you for help or call Heathecliffe in. Heathecliffe was mostly used for just cleaning, nowadays. So just as a pot of boiling water and noodles would boil too far, Fred would call you in, take the baby from you, and you would take his job.

Your new life was easy and tiresome, but the two of you loved it.

While you help Heathecliffe clean up the dining room, Fred leaves to get the baby ready for bed. You wash the table and stack the pile of dirty dishes for Heathecliffe. He gives you a smile. You decide to go ahead and make the baby a bottle, since (she/he) hasn't ate in a while.

After the bottle is made, you go to the baby's room. Fred sits in the white rocking chair, (baby_name) in his arms. A comic book sits on his lap. You smile. Fred's reading to the baby.

"Hey," You interrupt. "(She/he) hungry?"

Fred looks up at you and grins. "I don't know. Maybe." He takes the bottle from you. "(She/he) is going to love comic books."

"How could (she/he) not? (She/he)'s just like (her/his) Daddy." You kiss Fred's cheek.

"Maybe (she/he)'ll be a super hero."

"Wouldn't surprise me," You say. Fred sits there, staring at the baby in complete awe. You kiss his cheek again. "You're so cute, Freddie."

Fred laughs and rolls his eyes. "Whatever." He sits the baby up and lays (her/him) on his chest. He pats (her/his) back softly. "Go on to bed, ___. I'll be there soon." He kisses your forehead.

You smile and walk to your bedroom. You curl up under the covers. A few minutes later, Fred lays down beside you. He wraps an arm around you and pulls you against him. You bury your face in his chest.

"I love you so much, ___," Fred whispers.

"I love you, too," You whisper back. The two of you start to drift off to sleep. Then (baby_name) starts crying. You sigh and sit up.

"I love (her/him), too," Fred adds with a yawn. "Except (she/he) is a pain," He jokes.

You laugh and go to your baby, thinking about how much you love your new little family.