Primrose's POV
Marionette was in the hospital for two weeks. When we brought her home, she was scared to sleep."Daddy? Mommy? C-can I sleep in here?"
"Yes. Come here. I'll put you in the middle of us."
She wandered over to Onyx's side of the bed. He picked her up and, placed her in the middle of us.
"Mommy? Can I snuggle with you?"
I laid on my back. I held my arms out.
"Yes. Of course."
She got in my arms. I had one around her, and one holding her hand.
"Wake me or your dad up, if you need one of us."
In the morning, I noticed she was still snuggling with me. I smiled. I saw Onyx walking out of the bathroom.
"Did she sleep through the night?"
"Thankfully. I-I wish I knew how to help her. I really do."
"Me too."
"I'll go make breakfast now."
Marionette sat up and stretched her arms.
"Good morning sweetie."
She looked down.
"Good morning Rose!"
She started looking around.
"Are you looking for your dad?"
She paused. I started smelling something good. Her face lit up.
"PANCAKES!"
She jumped off the bed. She started running.
"Careful!"
I didn't get to say "Happy birthday!" to her yet.
Onyx's POV
"PANCAKES!"I heard little footsteps running.
"Careful!"
"DADDY!"
I felt myself being hugged.
"Good morning princess. Happy birthday."
"Thank you! I wanna help! I wanna help!"
I picked her up. I put her on the counter away from the stove.
"Do you want to pour chocolate chips in?"
"Yes!"
I handed her the bag.
"Not too much though."
She started pouring in chocolate chips.
"After breakfast, you have to take your medicine."
"But it tastes bad!"
"I know. You're one day closer to being done with it though."
"Ew."
"I know."
I noticed she was eating the chocolate chips. I chuckled.
"You can't eat all of them now."
"But I like them!"
"I know. I do too. Maybe later, you can have some more."
Marionette looked around.
"Come here. I have a secret."
I got closer to her.
"Closer!"
I got closer to her again.
"mommy wants to marry you." She whispered into my ear.
"Did you hear her say this?"
She nodded.
"Were you listening to private conversations again?"
"No! She said this while I was by her!"
"Oh. Well...I feel the same way about her. I just have to get her a ring first."
"O-Onyx?"
I looked over my shoulder.
"What's up?"
"Your dad's outside. H-he's with Madeleine. What the-he's with Alex and Tyla too."
"Uhhh..can you finish cooking with her? D-don't let her put anymore chocolate chips in."
I ran upstairs and quickly grabbed a shirt. I put it on as I walked to the front door. I opened it.
"Uhh good morning?"
"Morning!"
I noticed they had wrapped gifts.
"Can we come in?"
"I-I guess?"
I let them in.
"Alex? Tyla? Can I talk to you?"
I grabbed my brother's and sister's arms and dragged them off to the side.
"What the hell?!"
"Look...he showed up at my house. Give him a chance."
"Do you really want MJ to not have any grandparents?"
"Shut it. She's gonna have grandparents."
"Don't tell me...did you and Prim elope?"
"What?! No!"
"Shh! Don't shout! I just got Klare to calm down."
I pinched my nose bridge.
"You do know that, when he showed up at my house announced, the first time I cut right?"
"Oh shit..."
"No we didn't."
I exhaled.
"If this goes south...I'm killing the both of you."
I heard crying. I immediately knew who it was.
"MJ?!"
I ran to the kitchen. I didn't see her.
"She's on the couch. Onyx she's in so much pain."
I ran to the living room. Marionette was laying on the couch crying.
"Mari? What's wrong?"
"It hurts!"
I sat down on the couch. I picked her up. She screamed bloody murder. I put her on my lap. I started rocking her.
"You need to take your medicine. I know it tastes bad, you just have to take it. Alright?"
She nodded.
"Hey babe? Can you bring me her meds?"
"Yep!"
Primrose brought Marionette's pain medicine over. Marionette didn't give me any problems with taking it.

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