Re: Shepard's New Fish (End)
anonymous
January 18 2013, 03:45:40 UTC
"Shepard," Grunt sniffed. She had stopped by to see her baby krogan. However, he didn't seem to keen on seeing her.
"What's wrong, Grunt?"
"Nothing, Shepard."
"No, really."
"Really," he snapped.
She stepped back, stung. "If you're still pissed about Duke, I'm sorry to have adopted a fucking orphan."
"He's weak, Shepard!" Grunt roared, clenching his fists.
Shepard steeled her eyes. "Let's fight this out." She led him down to the shuttle bay, where there was the most space. "He's not weak, Grunt."
Grunt growled, swinging a fist at her. She deflected with her arm, cuffing the back of his head with her free hand. "He's a baby."
"We don't have time for babies!" Grunt swiped at her stomach.
Shepard grunted as she lost her air. "Sure we do. We're fighting for babies." She pulled herself up Grunt's arm, flipping herself clumsily onto his back.
"So we bring them with us?" He rammed his side into the wall, hoping to shake the Commander loose.
"Yeah, we do. 'Cause this isn't adult krogan behavior, dammit," she huffed between bangs.
Grunt howled. "I AM NOT A BABY!" He snarled, grasping Shepard's leg, which he had shaken down to a reachable level. She hung upside down momentarily, glaring at the krogan.
Her gaze wore him down. His lip settled to a disgruntled frown as he righted the Commander. "Whatever," he huffed.
"No, not whatever. You're still my krantt. I'm still yours."
Grunt stopped in his tracks. "Yeah? Even with the gooball runt up there?"
"Yes, Grunt. Even with Duke up there."
"Fine. I won't eat Runt."
Shepard half smiled. "Good. You two need to go make friends."
The whine Grunt gave was less than happy. -- Shepard took Duke back up to her room in the Normandy.
"Suppose you'd better learn to walk. Er, float. Er..."
Garrus chuckled. "He gets it." He sat on the edge of the bed, one hand grasping the bowl, the other hovering over the edge of it. "Can you grab my hand, Duke?"
Tentatively, a small tentacle wrapped itself around one of Garrus's talons.
Garrus flicked his browplates up in pride. "Try pulling yourself out."
While Shepard half-watched from her datapad-covered desk, more tentacles clung to Garrus's hand, while some pushed against the lip of the bowl. Eventually,Duke oozed himself out of the fishbowl, quaking against the underside of Garrus's hand.
"Duke, don't hurt yourself. Use the amp, like the salesman said," Shepard coached.
"Help," Duke whimpered, wobbling uncertainly.
Garrus let go of the fishbowl and cupped his other hand under Duke's body, effectively making a hanar sandwich. Said hanar sagged against his underlying support, glimmering faintly.
"Duke, I said use your amp," Shepard scolded softly. She pushed away whatever report she currently had and sat beside Garrus.
"How? Duke doesn't know," Duke whined.
Shepard paused. "Like moving your tentacle. But with biotics. The instructions on the amp said to focus your energy."
The hanar seemed to exhale bravely and flared a light blue sheen over his skin, inflating his body.
Garrus pulled his hand off the top of Duke. Duke pushed himself up from Garrus's other hand, wobbling like a baby.
Re: Shepard's New Fish (End)
anonymous
January 18 2013, 20:54:25 UTC
Squee! I love this, so adorable. :) Grunt and Runt, destined to be best friends and brothers. I still think he should have kept his full name: Sir Wobblygong Duke of the Norman Waters. If I ever get a jellyfish for a pet, that's totally gonna be his name.
There are no words for how happy this fill makes me.
Re: Shepard's New Fish (End)
anonymous
January 19 2013, 22:35:36 UTC
Awww, so cute! Grunt is so funny -- I know people whose toddlers have acted like that upon getting a younger sibling. Except I can't think of any who have tried to *eat* their new siblings...
Re: Shepard's New Fish (End)
anonymous
February 19 2013, 18:15:10 UTC
Oh my god story you are perfect. I would not object to this continuing further because it makes em coo like an idiot. Little Duke is adorable. Garrus helping his little adopted son understand how to walk is adorable.
Oh please please more? Just little snippets? Need more baby hanar!
This was so damn cute I kept thinking about it and then this happened ^^ Shep, Garrus and their adopted sons. Grunt is not thrilled with having to share his krantt with his wobbly little brother.
Maybe a funny/sweet little minifill about something mundane that winds up being hilarious because of the sheer number of aliens involved, like: potty training, a toy that Duke loves to pieces and gets lost, so mom and dad have to go find it. Something like that, maybe?
Seconding something mundane and sweet, like going from a baby bed to a big kid bed but for a hanar? I recall that being a somewhat traumatic and exciting experience when I was small ^^
Or maybe little duke visiting mom in the hospital during her physical therapy and stuff after the war, and he super wants to help and finds ways to do that in the sweetest ways possible,
"What's wrong, Grunt?"
"Nothing, Shepard."
"No, really."
"Really," he snapped.
She stepped back, stung. "If you're still pissed about Duke, I'm sorry to have adopted a fucking orphan."
"He's weak, Shepard!" Grunt roared, clenching his fists.
Shepard steeled her eyes. "Let's fight this out." She led him down to the shuttle bay, where there was the most space. "He's not weak, Grunt."
Grunt growled, swinging a fist at her. She deflected with her arm, cuffing the back of his head with her free hand. "He's a baby."
"We don't have time for babies!" Grunt swiped at her stomach.
Shepard grunted as she lost her air. "Sure we do. We're fighting for babies." She pulled herself up Grunt's arm, flipping herself clumsily onto his back.
"So we bring them with us?" He rammed his side into the wall, hoping to shake the Commander loose.
"Yeah, we do. 'Cause this isn't adult krogan behavior, dammit," she huffed between bangs.
Grunt howled. "I AM NOT A BABY!" He snarled, grasping Shepard's leg, which he had shaken down to a reachable level. She hung upside down momentarily, glaring at the krogan.
Her gaze wore him down. His lip settled to a disgruntled frown as he righted the Commander. "Whatever," he huffed.
"No, not whatever. You're still my krantt. I'm still yours."
Grunt stopped in his tracks. "Yeah? Even with the gooball runt up there?"
"Yes, Grunt. Even with Duke up there."
"Fine. I won't eat Runt."
Shepard half smiled. "Good. You two need to go make friends."
The whine Grunt gave was less than happy.
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Shepard took Duke back up to her room in the Normandy.
"Suppose you'd better learn to walk. Er, float. Er..."
Garrus chuckled. "He gets it." He sat on the edge of the bed, one hand grasping the bowl, the other hovering over the edge of it. "Can you grab my hand, Duke?"
Tentatively, a small tentacle wrapped itself around one of Garrus's talons.
Garrus flicked his browplates up in pride. "Try pulling yourself out."
While Shepard half-watched from her datapad-covered desk, more tentacles clung to Garrus's hand, while some pushed against the lip of the bowl. Eventually,Duke oozed himself out of the fishbowl, quaking against the underside of Garrus's hand.
"Duke, don't hurt yourself. Use the amp, like the salesman said," Shepard coached.
"Help," Duke whimpered, wobbling uncertainly.
Garrus let go of the fishbowl and cupped his other hand under Duke's body, effectively making a hanar sandwich. Said hanar sagged against his underlying support, glimmering faintly.
"Duke, I said use your amp," Shepard scolded softly. She pushed away whatever report she currently had and sat beside Garrus.
"How? Duke doesn't know," Duke whined.
Shepard paused. "Like moving your tentacle. But with biotics. The instructions on the amp said to focus your energy."
The hanar seemed to exhale bravely and flared a light blue sheen over his skin, inflating his body.
Garrus pulled his hand off the top of Duke. Duke pushed himself up from Garrus's other hand, wobbling like a baby.
"Brilliant," Shepard said proudly.
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There are no words for how happy this fill makes me.
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nice job a/a, couldn't stop chuckling the whole time i was reading this fill.
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Maybe one day, Duke will become Blasto!
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Oh please please more? Just little snippets? Need more baby hanar!
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http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a69/Velasa/Bribes%20for%20the%20Kmeme/FS-G_adoptedsons_zps505bba06.jpg
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Ideas, anybody?
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Or maybe little duke visiting mom in the hospital during her physical therapy and stuff after the war, and he super wants to help and finds ways to do that in the sweetest ways possible,
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Yaaaaaay
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