Two Tails

Chapter 22- "Vesta's Baby"

(A/N Yeah... this is inspired by tuesday's PDH episode... dont judge)

Vesta's POV

I knelt down next to the boy and asked. "What's your name?" He smiled and says, "Zane" (A/N perfect name for a lil' devil lol) I smile. "Well, Zane, I'm Vesta. I'm close friends with the Luna." I tell him.

Zane smiles, "Cool!" He exclaims. "Do you want to go outside Zane?" I ask. Zane nods, and I grab his hand and stand up. We walk down the steps and walk out into the meadow where all the parties and crap are held. I let go of his hand as he runs over to a play ground.

While he's at it, I lean against a tree and watch him.

"He's a handful, ey?" Someone asks. I turn my head to see a tall boy with dirty blond hair and chocolate eyes. I smile and shryg. "He seems to like me. I have that kind of vibe with kids." I tell him.

"Are you one of the two new girls?" The guy asks, and leans against the tree as if he's trying to flirt or something. "Uh... yeah. But we've been here for a while. Honestly, I'm the only werewolf between the two of us. Heheheheh." I smile at him. "Cool... My name's Lane." Lane says and offers his free hand, the one that's not on the tree for a hand shake. I shake his hand, then look back at the playground.

He's gone.

Uh oh.

My eyes widen in panic, and I run over to the play ground.

I couldn't have just lost the Third's son.

This is bad... so bad...

Lane looks at me, confused. "Need help looking for the kid?" He asks as he notices what I'm doing.

I nod, "It would be much appreciated." I say and call out Zane's name soon Lane joins in and we keep looking.

Then we're under a windmill.

"I can't find him anywhere!" I exclaim. "Me neither!" Lane says. "Oh my God! Cole's going to kiiilll me!" I say. "Wait-- you lost the Third's son?!" Lane asks. I hesitantly nod and look around. "We need another todler, or baby, or... whatever!" I say. "Ans where're we going to find one?" Lane asks.

"I'm looking--"

"That's not going to work." Lane says, running over my sentence. "Then we'll just have to make a baby!" I exclaim. Lane's face goes slack as he stares at me, wide-eyed. He looks as nervous as hell.

What's wrong with him?

"...Vesta... you do know where babies come from right?" He asks nervously.

I nod, "Of course... the stork comes and drops them off at the hospital or at your front door... And to create it you just pull up a baby creator thingie on your phone!" I say and stare at my phone. "Uh... that's not how--"

Something's thrown at us. Lane and I look up to see Zane sitting on one of the metal poles on the windmill.

"How did he get up there?!" Lane and I exclaim at the same time. We stare at the toddler in utter confusion, before I shake my head and look at Lane. "Okay. You'll need to lift me up so I can get Zane." I tell him. Lane nods, a slight blush dusting his face.

"Okay. Get on all fours. Human form. On the ground." I say. Lane gets on the ground. I stand ontop of his back, and reach upwards and grab Zane. I carefully hold him in my arms and step off of Lane.

Lane gets up and off the ground with a grunt, he bends his back backwards before looking at Zane and I. I sigh and walk back.into the Pack House. We walk up to a room where all I see is cradles. It's like a daycare of somesort. I place Zane in one of them. "Uh... you sure he needs one of those...? He's two..." Lane says.

"Well, I don't care Lane." I hiss and watch Zane.

Then I begin to sing a song that I remember from watching this video.

"Don't misunderstand me, and wait until the ending of a gypsy legend telling about a girl who prays to the moon in the sky.

Praying she was asking, pleading to the sunrise that she could marry today.

"You will hair your husband, darker hair but, you will have to promise," said the Moon "that the first pup he gives you, will be mine at want and that's the price you shall pay. If you sacrifise him, not to be alone, then you would barely love him"

Moon you want to be a mother. When you can't find a love, so what will you do? Tell me silvery moon what will happen to you with a small mortal boy?

Ahhahaaahhhaaahhh

Son of The Moon Goddess

So a boy was born from the dark father. But his hair was as pale as snow in winter. His eyes weren't olive, as they had expected. He was son of the moon.

"This is a betrayal! He is not my son, and you dishonered my name!"

Moon you want to be a mother. But you can't find a love. So what will you do? Tell me silvery moon. What will happen to you, with a small mortal boy?

Ahhahaaahhhaaahhh

Son of the Moon Goddess

Man unconsious, by his anger grabbed the woman so violently, knife in hand and shouted with a cymbal "How dare you decieve me?!" Then he stabbed her to death.

Holding the small pup, he took him to the mountain and abandoned him there.

Moon you want to be a mother. When you can't find a love. So what will you do? Tell me silvery moon. What will happen to you, with a small mortal boy?

Ahhahhahahahahaaa

Son of the Moon Goddess

If the moon becomes full, boy is sleeping, but if she is half then he'll be weeping. So she'll be his cradle lower than diminish and embrace him again. So she'll be his cradle lower than diminish and embrace him again."

I end the song.

Some how it acted as a lullaby for Zane because he's asleep. "You have a nice voice." Lane says, obviously trying to flirt. "Nah. I just listen to that song over and over again..." I say and walk out of the day care room and down stairs.

We sit down on a couch, and I huff. "Well. I have basically an hour left..." I mutter. "Wanna play minecraft or something?" Lane asks. I shrug, "Sure." I say.