Yang woke up and smiled she saw that her little one was still asleep. She looked around the room and saw that the rest of the team was awake and ready to go. Yang quickly got dressed and gently picked her son up. They then went to their first class.
Y/n: *sleepily* mommy?
Yang: go back to sleep sweetheart.
Y/n: okay.
Yang arrives to the class late with her teammates. She takes a seat and puts y/n on her lap. She pays attention to the lesson until the teacher mentions y/n.
Port: Miss Xiao Long, you see fit to bring a child into my class?
Yang: he's asleep and I couldn't find someone to babysit him.
Port: an irresponsible parent. You should never bring a child to a combat school.
Yang: *grumbling* I don't want a lecture right now.
Port: but I digress, back to the story.
Y/n wakes up and yawns before rubbing his eyes. Yang pulls him closer to her body.
Y/n: mommy?
In the minds of every girl in the room: awww.
Y/n: *looking around the room and whimpering*
Yang: calm down y/n, mommy's here. You're safe.
Y/n clutches his mother's shirt tightly.
Yang: *chuckling* it's okay y/n, we're just in a different room.
Y/n: mustache man scary.
Yang: *giggles* it's okay sweetie, you can go back to sleep if you want.
Y/n: mommy, I'm hungwy.
Yang: can you wait for a couple hours?
Y/n: *saddened* otay.
Yang: hey Ruby?
Ruby: yes?
Yang: Do you have something for y/n to eat?
Ruby: why?
Yang: he's hungry.
Ruby: I have a box of raisins, but I don't think he'll like it.
Yang: can y/n have some?
Ruby: of course.
Ruby hands Yang a box of raisins.
Yang: here you go y/n.
Y/n grabs the raisin box and opens it. Y/n then starts eating the raisins.
After the class ends y/n sees Mr. Port walk up to him.
Mr. Port: so you must be Miss Xiao Long's child.
Y/n: mommy! *hugs Yang's leg crying*
Mr. Port: sorry, normally kids react differently when they see my mustache.
Yang: sorry Mr. Port, he's normally not like this.
Y/n: pwease don't wet him take me.
Yang: no one is going to take you.
Y/n: the mustache man is going to take me away.
Yang: I'm so sorry Mr. Port. Y/n was kidnapped by a man with a mustache a few months ago.
Mr. Port: sorry to hear that.
Yang: he has been afraid of people with mustaches ever since.
Y/n: *tries to look at Port* pwease don't take me mustache man.
