CUPHEAD ONESHOTS! (Requests closed)

Teen! Cuphead X Teen! Mom! Reader

Requested by Manglecup
Just to be safe this is a NSFW Fanfic
That has themes like teen pregnancy, Mentions of rape, and a bit of pedophillia and abuse mentions? I don't want you guys to get fired or suspended because of this fanfiction so please beware!

You were finally Pregnant. It was the most thing you were afraid of. Only Nineteen and on your second child.

Last night after another day of work at a local grocery store you had the urge to vomit and had nausea when you tried to get home.
When you did get home, You rush to the bathroom you shared with Cuphead and vomited into the toilet.
You were in shock to do this and wanted somebody to help you while in pain, but you didn't want to scream.
You didn't want to worry Cuphead about it. But he had to know sooner or later...

You had to gather all of your strength and pull yourself into your room.
(Which wasn't far)

The next morning You over slept and missed to drop off Cuphead to school.
You bet he was pretty pissed about that.
But it wasn't your fault. You head was hurting like it was a result of a night out drinking.
You were very nausous and were very sensitive to any motion that was happening around you.

Later that day you bought a pregnancy test and it came back positive. As when you thought things wouldn't get any worst.
First, There was the Divorce with Dice, then the alley way incident with a man that touched you in all of the wrong places just two nights ago.

Of course Cuphead, your son, Shot the guy and took you away back home.
Not without a bit of seeing you naked
And ashamed.

When you saw the two lines on the little window, you wanted to cry.
The first thing you could think about was Cuphead. Your son that had to grow up faster than he needed to.
A kid, A thirteen year old kid.
Now living with his divorced mother, about to work a job because of his loser of a mother couldn't afford two kids and paying rent every month.

You bawled your eyes out until the sun started to set. That's when you went out to pick up some food from a local Chinese restruant.

Time skip....
You called Cuphead for dinner.
As always he was thankful for the food on the table, but was kind of disgusted of another night of stale White rice and Cold chicken with another side of wet Vegetables.
You were tired of it too. But that's what you could afford.

"So how was school?" You tried to break the awkward silence between you too.
"Fine." Cuphead responded
"Make any friends? Got any home work?
"Nope."
"So what happened at school today?"
Cupheads reponses were kept short as he obviously didn't want to talk.
But you knew something was up.
He usually wasn't this quiet. Not saying he was talkitive at home though.
Until you notice a crack and a chip on the top of the rim of his Cup.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Cuphead's voice was starting to sound a bit of an annoyed tone.
"Are you positive? I mean something must of had happened-"
"OKAY DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW?! WELL IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU I'M LIKE THIS! LOOK AT ME! I'M A FREAK! NOBODY WANTS TO BE AROUND ME BECAUSE OF WHO I COME FROM! A POOR FAMILY! A FATHER THAT HATES ME AND A MOTHER WHO CAN'T TAKE CARE OF HERSELF!"
Cuphead exploded in anger.
You were in shock. Cuphead must have gotten into a fight with bullies.
And that is what made him snap.

"I'm sorry you felt this way. Cup."
You say.
"No. You shouldn't be sorry, Mom."
"It's my fault. You're right. If i didn't make the stupid decision to meet your dad we wouldn't be in this mess."
You hold Cuphead in an embrace.
"But if you didn't i wouldn't be born."
Cuphead reminds you.
"Right." You smile.
You married Dice when you turned Fifteen when he was thirty-four. In promise of a better life from your abusive family that gladly signed the papers and everything.

You have nightmares to this day about it. The nights alone with your "husband" and The nights of hurt.
You didn't want this for your child when you found that you were pregnant with Cuphead but you didn't do anything about it until he turned twelve and you were twenty-five.

You look to your Thirteen year old son
And kiss his forehead.
"Hey i wanna tell you something."
You sigh.
"Hmm?" He looks to you from your lap.
"Now soon. I don't know how soon, But there is something that is going to change around here."

"What?"

"...Momma Has something Cooking in the oven as we speak."

"But Mom the oven hasn't worked since- oh. You're kidding."
"Nope....you're going to have a baby brother or sister!"
"You're serious?"
"I kid you not."
"Oh my God. Oh...My...GoD."
Cuphead was excited, but also scared and frightened.
"Soon the baby will be here and i'll get a second job to help support us." Cuphead announced.
"I don't think you can get a real job, but a paperboy or lawn mower will be fine." You say
"That will be fine!"

Nine months later......

You Welcome A baby Boy to the world.
And named him Mugman. For his mug head, like his brothers.

Cuphead is overjoyed and has always been by your side and the baby's ever since.
And when Mugman got older, Cuphead never left his side in school.
Always watched over him.