Disney Villains Parent Preferences/Scenarios 2! (Requests open)

First Step/Attempting at first steps

(again, also not including shere khan or Scar, sorry, also! also again! i know, i know, three or four weeks with nothing, i'm truly sorry, i've been on the job hunt lately and had interviews and had one job that just didn't work out properly but i'm back now and ready to continue this)

Ratigan

Harper smiled up at her Papa as he brushed out her fur gently and her whiskers after she had a bath. "There we go, my little mouse, all nice and clean for the day" Ratigan grinned before picking her up to get her dressed. He hummed to himself as he put her in a fresh diaper and picked out a nice outfit for her. A dark blue sweater with star patterns and a plain navy-blue skirt with some white stockings and black shoes. The baby girl cooed happily as he carried her out to the den and placed her down in a playpen before he chose to go make some breakfast for himself and her.

Harper played with her toys a bit before looking up and noticing her father preparing some food with her favorite watermelon flavored fruit pudding, she's been getting older and been allowed to try more solid stuff than just milk. She gasped softly before grunting as she attempted to get up to get the pudding. She could mostly crawl at the moment but still tried. She grunted as she found the latch on her playpen and pulled on the edge of the play pen to get to her feet. Her tiny hand reached over it and tried to undo the latch, feeling it and trying to figure it out. She finally got it open after a few tries and started to make her way out. Ratigan didn't notice her escaping her pen as she attempting to take her first steps on her feet without crawling.

She didn't exactly get far before she fell flat on her face and started to cry from the pain.

Ratigan heard crying and came in to see what was the matter. "Oh, my poor little mouse, did my little Harper hurt herself?" he asked gently picking her up and dusting her off. "You're alright, no scrapes or bruising or breakage of skin, just a little bump, your food is ready" he said patting her head before taking her to go eat. Harper happily hugged him but frowned as she was a bit miffed that she couldn't actually walk yet.

Chernabog

First steps for Bellona wasn't what Chernabog was afraid of, it was her flying. Her wings were developing faster than her limbs and she was able to lift herself off the ground and fly around more, that didn't go well since she couldn't land on her feet. The sun was setting as Chernabog had already spent most of his day attempting to make sure Bellona didn't land on her head or injure herself so much when she kept flying around inside of his wings. He didn't get the sleep he was supposed to enjoy so he'd be well rested for their usual night activities. He thought to himself as he leaned on one wrist, catching Bellona by her leg and tossed her back up in the air to continue flying. A thought came to his mind, what if he let Bellona deal with tonight's activiites so he could get a bit of shut-eye? She's done what he's done and if something happens, she can be pretty loud when she's distressed, he wasn't going to actually sleep, just. you know, keep his eyes closed but keep himself aware. He decided to do exactly this.

The sun soon set and Chernabog opened his wings and stretched and yawned. Bellona flew up to his shoulder and climbed up to sit there, usually excited to do this with her father. Chernabog put out his hands to summon his followers and lost souls and demons of the night. It didn't take long as the ghostly creatures. The fiery pits of the underworld opened up as Chernabog smirked before reaching up and gently picking up Bellona, putting the confused toddler on the ground where the followers and souls and demons reached up and danced at him. Chernabog made a gesture to let her do what she needed.

Bellona grinned and began to do what her father would do, invite the followers in as if she wanted them around before pushing and throwing them down into the fiery pits, giggling and laughing as she was having too much fun already.

Chernabog chuckled to himself as he listened to her enjoy herself while he slept. The fun time was cut short but a small scream from Bellona which instantly alerted Chernabog to wake up. He looked around and when he didn't see Bellona for a moment, he panicked a bit before he saw her down near the fiery pits of hell, whimpering as she was standing on a ledge shakily, holding a bruised wing, what had happened was, she didn't look where she was going when she was enjoying herself and fell in. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?!" He roared, causing the mountain to crumble a little. Bellona whimpered as she reached up at him, almost falling completely in as her toes slipped a little which made her cower against the wall again.

Chernabog could tell that it would be nearly impossible to get her out without burning himself or having her accidentally fall in, she was pressed against the wall, avoiding the flames. He tried to examine everything and saw a series of ledges because the place was rocky, she could walk and climb those to get out but how? she still didn't know how to walk yet.

Chernabog moved to another side of the place to lure her out since she wanted to go to him. Bellona watched him move and tried to follow. She wobbled a lot when she started to take her first steps to the first ledge and managed to climb up it, almost wobbling and falling in but regained her balance. This process continued until she was close enough for Chernabog's reach. Chernabog sighed in relief as he held his child close, canceling tonight's activities since that was enough for the night and he was also soaking up how she did her first steps all by herself. Bellona smiled cuddling into her father's hold.

Stromboli

"Now, stay right here, your papa will just be a moment" Stromboli stated putting Leo down on the ground to keep an eye on him while he was putting away his puppet things. Stromboli didn't trust anyone in any place they traveled to so he would constantly look behind him at Leo every few seconds while putting away his things since they had just done a show. Leo gave his father a smile every time he looked at him, giggling as he found it funny. He looked around silently while waiting, kicking his feet slightly, he's always been fascinated with them, holding them and kicking them, he wondered what they were for since he only used his knees and hands for moving around.

Leo looked around while he waited before seeing his mother doing a puppet show. Stromboli's wife would sometimes volunteer to do stuff like this for children. "Mama" he cooed wanting to go see his mother as the puppet stage was facing away from them. He grunted as he began to crawl on his hands and knees to go see her. Stromboli noticed this and went to stop him but notice that Leo was getting frustrated with how slow crawling was so he began to try and use these feet things to see if longer strides could help him out. Stromboli gasped softly when his son began to stand. He stayed silent as he followed Leo who wobbled before taking his first step forward, grunting softly. Stromboli grinned happily watching his baby boy take his first steps to his mother. Strangely enough, he didn't seem scared of the soft hand puppets that his mother used.

Leo eventually made it to his mother and grabbed onto her dress sleeve, cooing. "Mama" he squeaked happily when she noticed him and gently hugged her son, surprised to see him standing by himself as Stromboli told her that he walked for the first time.

Madame Medusa

"Ethan, please, you're a over a year old already, you have to be walking by now, Mommy can't carry you everywhere" Medusa tried to explain to her son who was throwing a tantrum when she refused to carry him to table for dinner.

"CAWWY!" (carry) Ethan demanded.

Medusa sighed before walking away, "I suppose you'll have to figure it out, i'm going to make dinner, you need to be at the table by the time i'm done" she said.

Ethan pouted frustrated at this as he didn't enjoy this. He didn't believe he could walk in all honesty. He decided to try though when there was a threat of no food until he walked there. He grunted as he got up and wobbled before taking a big step forward. He whined softly as he didn't know what to do next. "one foot in front of the other, dear!" Medusa called as she could hear him trying. Ethan tried to follow that and used his other foot to bring it forward in front of the one he already stepped. He kept going to their process until he made it to the dinner table, smiling and proud of himself as he clapped his hands.

"See, that wasn't so hard" Medusa said picking him up to eat his favorite foods for dinner that she served up as she put him in his high chair.