Placing her in her highchair, Yor goes in the cabinet and gets the baby food out of it.
Taking out the mini spoon, she scooped it and slowly holds it up to Fiona
``Here comes the choo choo train!``
💭: Shes all I have...my only source of happiness...ill protect her...
``Indeed honey! Ah I just realized its breakfast time for you come along!``
She picks Fiona up again, making her way to the kitchen.
"Sunshine~!" She squeals, very happy about learning a new word, even if her face didn't show it.
"Mama's Sunshine~!" She repeats, swaying from side to side.
"Suh..." Fiona blinked, slipping back to her usual blank expression as she tried to repeat what Yor called her.
The little one kept repeating the sound, starting to sound frustrated as she kept repeating herself, unable to actually pronounce the word.
``Yes! Mommy is very happy! Happy youre in her life!``
She said proudly as she kisses Fiona's forehead.
It was true...
This toddler was enough to make Yor forget her troubles...even for a moment.
``Mommy loves her bundle of sunshine!``
"Bun-dah!" She repeats the word 'bundle' a very proud look on her little face as she clung to Yor.
"Mama happy! Like happy!" She babbles, nodding slightly.
:>
Peering down at her, ah so she is copying Yor's smile, how cute! Must be around her mother too much, which is a good thing
``You are just a bundle of sunshine arent you?``
"Wuv mama~!" She repeats, doing her best to keep her smile that matched her mother's.
Fiona let out a tiny squeal as she was rocked, wiggling slightly in Yor's arms.
``Yes mommy loves you~!``
Seeing her awkward smile, oh my gosh did the smile look like Yor's?
She couldnt help but softly laugh to herself before rocking her back and forth
"Mama~!" She nuzzled back, wrapping her arms around Yor's neck.
She let out a tiny giggle, before giving an awkward smile; she's been practicing her expressions!
"Mama!" She didn't even realize Yor was there until now, lost in her own little world.
Fiona pivots away from her toys, slowly waddling over to Yor, being very careful not to fall.
Fiona was babbling to herself, knocking down the tower she had built by throwing a plushie at it.
She claps her hands as the blocks fall, clumsily standing up and toddling over to collect the toys.
Fiona squirmed slightly as she was pulled into Anya's lap; before getting comfortable.
The baby leaned back on Anya, beginning to chew on the end of her rattle as her hair was pet by the older girl.
She very quickly got distracted by the cartoons that were put on.
— Fiona's head, petting her as she watched.
With Fiona being so young she couldn't understand her at all and so she just tried to tend to her and keep the girl's blank mind occupied.
On the upside, she didn't need for much.
Being a baby also had the effect of making Fiona's thoughts a jumble that wouldn't make any sense for Anya.
The white haired baby blinks as she's suddenly picked up, only to be deposited on the couch.
"Babu?" She babbles, still not expressing much of anything.t
— Carrying her to the couch she set her up on it before hopping up herself, flicking cartoons on as background noise.
Now that she was here she patted the head of smaller Fiona. How did she end up like this? Still, Anya had no choice but to watch over her.