A Court Of Love And Family

Chapter 2

Feyre pov

~time skip to solstice~

POP
My eyes fly open to see a guilty looking Rhys. In front of my face are about 20 brightly colored balloons.

"Happy birthday?" He says apologetically.

"What time is it?" I murmur, more dead than alive.

"Errrrm... would you be mad if I said it was 4 in the morning?"

I close my eyes, roll over and go back to sleep.

~5 hours later~

I wake up to someone jumping on my bed, no not someone, an overgrown bat with too much responsibility and too much time on his hands.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" My over excited mate screams as he dumps a garbage bag of presents on the bed.

"SHUSH!" I say pushing one of the many balloons away from my face "Where did you get these?"

"I don't know some random toy store."

I make a mental note to find said toy store.

"Open your presents darling" Rhys says like the impatient child he is.

"Ok! Ok! Patience child"

I carefully open the presents he dumped on me earlier the contents of which include; new art supplies, a feather duster, hot chocolate, books, a signed photograph of himself, fuzzy socks, something that I think is supposed to be edible, a terrible attempt of what I  think is supposed to be a painting of our family, a stuffed animal, a jar of pickles, a dagger, some board games, and .... a worlds best mom shirt????

"... Rhysand..." I say hesitantly, "what is... This?" I hold up the shirt.

He turns bright red. " I have no idea how that got there."

I raise my eyebrows disbeliveingly.

"Honest!" He exclaims "It was probably Mor!"

"I'll ask her about it later."

We go downstairs for a breakfast of pancakes and pickles.... which may or may not have to do with my pregnancy cravings. After breakfast Rhys leaves for his annual tradition of being a child with his 2 brothers. I stay back to question Mor about my gift from earlier.

"Hey Mor!" I shout.

"What's up?" She asks coming around the corner munching on a donut with extra sprinkles.

"What's this?" I ask, holding up the shirt in question.

"I thought it would be funny." She replies with a shrug.

I roll my eyes and shew her off to finish wrapping solstice presents.

~time skip to after dinner ~

We were gathered in the living room for presents and birthday cake.

Cassian immediately begins tearing into his presents occasionally tossing presents around the room to their recipients. Before I can stop him he finds the corner the shirts were tucked in and is about to tear into his when I jump up and rip it from his hands.

"HEY!" He exclaims.

"Everyone has to open these at once at the end."

"Fine." He grumbles before ripping into the other presents.

Much too soon all that's left is the shirts. On a gust of wind they are deposited onto their recipients lap. "54321 OPEN!" I say and watch Rhys open his present.

He looks down at the shirt then up at me with tears in his eyes before rapping me in a giant hug.

Everyone is silent before Amren breaks the silence by saying "So who's the father?"

Everyone stares at her for a moment before bursting out laughing.

"Wait we all have shirts now but you don't." Cassian and Azriel say at the same time.

"Got that covered. " Mor says with finger guns.

Rhys begins to attempt to fly upstairs to retrieve the shirt in the process knocking over the tree, a jar of pickles, the remainders if the cake and hitting me over the head with his wings before remembering he can winnow.  We hear banging sounds from upstairs before Rhys reappears with the shirt and attempting to put it on for me.

"I can do that myself Rhys."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"No. Damit." I look around at my family all wearing their new shirts and smile.

A/n special thanks to my friend Kara for helping me write this chapter