{Alright my lovely hatchlings, from here on out it is fluffy goodness! Plus a little extra ;)}
~Levy~
"What are you doing, Lev?" I startled at the sound of Gajeel's voice and his gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Just watching him," I answered, smiling fondly at my sleeping son. It had been three days since we had brought Waylen home, and he would be going back to school that morning. I had made it a habit of watching him sleep after I woke up, taking in the sight of him and letting the relief continue to wash over me that we had him home. And that's where he would stay.
"If you don't wake him up, he'll be late for school," Gajeel chuckled, wrapping his arms around me and planting a soft kiss on my shoulder.
"I know," I sighed. "He's just grown so much, and I'm afraid of sending him back to those little assholes."
"He'll be alright," Gajeel reassured me. "Those kids have nothing on him anymore. And if they bother him, he can say that his parents kicked most of their parents' asses."
To that, I chuckled. "You're right."
"I'm going to go get breakfast started," he said, giving me another kiss before heading to the kitchen.
"Waylen," I murmured, shaking him gently awake. "It's time to wake up, honey."
He grumbled something inaudible before yawning loudly and opening his eyes. "Morning, mom," he said, smiling.
"Good morning," I giggled, kissing him on the forehead. "Get ready, I'll meet you in the kitchen, alright?"
He nodded, getting out of bed as I left the room. In just a few minutes, he met us in the kitchen. "That smells great!" He gasped, piling his plate with eggs and bacon.
We chatted happily as the three of us ate, Gajeel telling us how the cleanup was going with the rest of Lucifer's followers. It seems that most of them had come out of hiding during the last attack, hoping to overpower us finally and bring back Lucifer. When they had failed, resulting in most of the group's death, the others had given up their cause and fled back to the underworld.
"Alright, Waylen, ready to go?" I asked as Gajeel cleaned the table off.
"Yeah," he nodded.
~Gajeel~
Waylen quickly went back to his room to get his school supplies, but paused when he reached the kitchen. He looked worried about something, and he had a small frown on his face.
"What's wrong, pipsqueak?" I asked, ruffling his hair.
"I-I'm a little nervous going back," he admitted, much to our surprise. "What if everything's exactly the same as it was before?"
"Come here," Levy told him, crouching down and pulling him into her arms. "Everything is going to be just fine, alright?" When she hugged him, she whispered something in his ear, kissing his cheek when she was finished and straightening.
"You sure?" He asked, looking up at her. She answered with a smile and a nod.
I shot her a questioning glance, to which she just responded with a small smirk and a wink. Shrugging, I flew Waylen to school, giving him a tight hug before he ran off to meet up with Karyn inside the building.
"What did you say to Waylen?" I asked Levy once I returned home.
"Oh, nothing," she sang, washing dishes.
"Whatever it was, it worked. He seemed less nervous to go to school than he has in a long time."
"That's just a mother's gift, I suppose," she smirked.
