Reknitting the yarn of Time

A Story of Seasons

"Did we even discuss names?" Umbra asked frowning, looking at the three tiny newborns, who were fast asleep after their birth.

"Was I this tiny Mama?" Solas asked, curiously.

"A bit bigger, as you were a singular birth, not a triple." Umbra said tiredly, as he waited for his husband's reply.

"I think that we did... When both of us were half asleep." Searcher told him.

"Of course we did.." Umbra said, he would have laughed but he hurt too much to laugh.

"Papa, what are their godly powers?" The little Light Guardian asked.

Searcher hummed. "I can't tell you what powers that they have Little One, because they're so young... But considering the fact that Seasons are starting to appear in Reapertale, their powers could be linked to the Seasons themselves."

"Wait... aren't there four seasons?" Umbra said, frowning. "Wouldn't that mean that if they represented a season, one's missing?"

"Unless they were already here..." Searcher muttered.

"Wait... hell no." Umbra said looking at his stomach, where unlike his first pregnancy, it was still slightly domed, they'd both been sure that his body just hadn't released all the magic inside his womb. He had after all, just finished giving birth three hours ago.

Searcher started to bang his head against the wall. He had been careful! He hadn't been near any of the Lust Flowers, or those Mushrooms!

Carefully, Umbra spread his magic into his womb, sighing in relief.

"It wasn't a third conception love, this little one's Soul was just hidden by the others.. apparently, it was too lazy to be born..." Umbra said, shaking his head.

"So, baby number four is lazy?" Searcher asked him.

"At least when it comes to wanting to be born." Umbra said, taking Ser's hand and showing with his Magic the hidden child... of quads, apparently.

Searcher sighed, and he started to relax. "This one's going to be the troublesome one..."

"I bet that this one's Spring, as Spring is always late." Umbra teased.

"Yep... This one has to be Spring, which makes the other three Summer, Autumn and Winter."

"Which is which will hopefully be quickly revealed..." Umbra mused.

"Yeah... Well.. This explains why they were always happy to see me whenever they crashed one of my lessons with Dad."

Umbra actually cackled, and then, he froze, with his eye lights widening.

Searcher winced. "It's coming?"

"Oh yeah...Spring's coming." Umbra whimpered, as once again, pain lanced through his body.

Searcher sighed, and he offered up his hand, again.

Half an hour later, the final season was born.

Umbra was very happy to see a flat ecto belly, if he had future pregnancies he'd definitely pay more attention to that.

Searcher smiled at all four of the babies as he healed his hand. "They're beautiful Love."

"And I think that we have our first sign." Umbra said exhausted, as barely visible on the bones of second born of their quads, was a silvery snowflake like marking. "Winter."

Searcher smiled, and he kissed Umbra's forehead. "Get some sleep Love."

"Good idea, Solas fell asleep while the last one came." Umbra said, after all, once the babies awoke, goodbye whatever little free time that they had.

Searcher started to hum.

Umbra fell asleep, exhausted, from bringing four new lives into existence.

Searcher yawned, and slowly, he went to sleep, hugging Umbra.