Usagi woke up to the sobbing of a child and rubbed her eyes. She yawned and went to the bathroom before finding the baby, whom the cry was coming from.
"Oh Alysa. Do you need anything?" She asked.
The baby just continued to cry, looking up at the owner of the voice that was asking her what was wrong.
"Milk?" Usagi thought aloud. "Breast milk or bottle milk? Bottled milk, probably..." she said, half to herself, as she walked to the fridge to grab the baby a drink.
She came back after a while and picked the child up, gazing at her, thinking about how white the child's few wispy hairs were. They were as white as the gradual snow falling on the ground. The baby's eyes were an icy blue, and Usagi couldn't help but think that she reminded her of someone. She couldn't quite place her mind on who. She put the child down and got a bottle from her bedside to feed milk to the baby.
She placed the bottle under her arm and picked the little girl back up again. She took the bottle out from behind her arm and fed the milk to the baby, who seemed to be happy for what seemed like the first time in ages. She'd not known a thing about this kid, not even where she was from. But she knew her name... Usagi told the baby a story about the Silver Millennium, and changed her diaper.
"Alysa... just who are you?" Usagi whispered, before putting the baby down and tucking her in one final time so she could let Alysa rest. She had thought the girl had needed it. She slowly closed her eyes, but not before looking at Alysa, who smiled that toothless smile. She knew that smile... but where from?
She'd have to ask Luna, but not before taking a nice nap, after looking after two little girls.
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𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓯𝓯
Rastgele𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖋𝖋 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒'𝖘 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖘 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖞.