FAKE Double Drabble: Mother
Title: Mother
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Mother, Orphans, Dee.
Rating: G
Challenge: 69: Only Human at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: Before the manga.
Summary: Mother tries to treat all her children the same, but she’s only human.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Mother Maria Lane did her best to treat all of the children under her care the same. They were of different ages, races, and even different religions, but it didn’t matter to her. In one very important respect they were identical; they were children who needed someone to make them to feel safe, secure, and loved.
They’d lost their families through death or abandonment, and in time she hoped most would find new and loving families to give them somewhere to belong, but until then, they had her.
Sending them away hurt, but she wanted the best for them, which meant loving parents and as normal a family life as they could get. She worked hard, every day, but there were so many children and only one of her; she could spare none of them her undivided attention for more than a few minutes at a time. They deserved better, so she hugged those going to new homes and reminded them she’d always be there if they needed her for anything.
But whenever prospective parents visited, she prayed that none of them would choose Dee. She knew she shouldn’t, but he was her boy, and she was still only human.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Mother, Orphans, Dee.
Rating: G
Challenge: 69: Only Human at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: Before the manga.
Summary: Mother tries to treat all her children the same, but she’s only human.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Mother Maria Lane did her best to treat all of the children under her care the same. They were of different ages, races, and even different religions, but it didn’t matter to her. In one very important respect they were identical; they were children who needed someone to make them to feel safe, secure, and loved.
They’d lost their families through death or abandonment, and in time she hoped most would find new and loving families to give them somewhere to belong, but until then, they had her.
Sending them away hurt, but she wanted the best for them, which meant loving parents and as normal a family life as they could get. She worked hard, every day, but there were so many children and only one of her; she could spare none of them her undivided attention for more than a few minutes at a time. They deserved better, so she hugged those going to new homes and reminded them she’d always be there if they needed her for anything.
But whenever prospective parents visited, she prayed that none of them would choose Dee. She knew she shouldn’t, but he was her boy, and she was still only human.
The End