Random Stuff (Artbook 2)

Perfect Is Impossible (Azalea Family Oneshot)

I didn't feel like posting it in my oc oneshots book, shush

- Duska -
I glared up at Felix defiantly, my arm around my four-year-old son, who stood behind me. Felix slapped me across the cheek, but I ignored it, simply wincing.

"GIVE ME MY SON!" Felix demanded.

"NO!" I screamed, tears flooding from my eyes and sliding down my burning face. "HE'S OUR SON! AND I REFUSE TO GIVE HIM UP!" I turned and crouched down to face my son, Daybreak, who was staring at me and Felix with wide eyes. "Listen, Daybreak, I need you to run to your room and lock the door. Don't come out till mama says it's safe, okay?"

"But what's wrong with dad?" Daybreak asked in a tiny voice.

"He's—in a mood. Don't bother him." I told my son, managing to keep my voice from cracking and my tears from breaking out. I had to make sure that Daybreak wouldn't be upset about this—I had to make him think that his parents still deeply loved each other. Daybreak nodded slowly, then turned and fled. Just as he did this, Felix lunged forward and grabbed Daybreak's wrist.

"Come on, son, we have a few things to do." Felix ordered.

"STOP! LET GO OF HIM!" I shrieked at Felix, tearing his arm away from Daybreak. A tear slid from Daybreak's eye, and then he was gone.

"HAH! HE HAS YOUR POWER! YOU FOOL!" Felix laughed maniacally, grinning. I noticed a wild glint in his eyes. Felix shoved me backwards, his smile fading. It was replaced with a cold, emotionless frown. I fell to the wooden floor, falling right onto my back. Sharp pain flared up in my spine, but I was too busy crying to move. Instead, I just pushed myself backwards—up against the wall. Felix left the house—much to my relief. Or, well, I was relieved—until I heard a faint scream come from outside.

"MOM! DAD'S KIDNAPPING ME! HELP!"

I stood up and focused. And suddenly, I was outside in the freezing cold snow with just a hoodie, jeans, and socks on, tackling Felix and preventing him from taking Daybreak away. Daybreak disappeared, most likely teleporting back into the house.

"STAY AWAY FROM MY SON!" I shouted in Felix's ear. I punched him in the head as hard as I could, my tears springing up again. I punched him in the eye just as a fist smashed into my ribs, knocking me aside. I shivered as I landed in the snow, but pushed myself back up.

"HE'S NOT JUST YOUR SON! NOW LEAVE ME BE, AND GO TAKE YOUR PATHETIC DAUGHTER TO GO PICK FLOWERS OR WHATEVER!" Felix glared at me as he spoke.

I choked out a sob and ran back to the front door of the Azalea house.

(Daybreak, Duska, and Felix angst)
(Not sure how to feel about this)
(And yes, Daybreak is only 4 years old in this oneshot)