🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️ Look, Hannah didn't mean to accidentally acquire another child. No, really! She didn't! Honest. It just kinda happened. One minute, she was walking home (to the Storm Bringer) from college in the rain and the next, she had a baby in her backpack. Okay, that's not exactly how it happened but still. She hadn't meant to do it. She just had to do. What else could one do upon hearing a frail cry from an alleyway and finding an abandoned newborn baby in a box? What's that? You don't know? Then you can't judge! She was 21 and an isle kid-- a pirate kid-- she didn't know what to do in a situation like this! So she did what she had always done upon finding a wandering, abandoned child. She took it home. Obviously, she asked around first to see if she could find the wee thing's mother or father. But Obviously she didn't or else the brunette wouldn't currently be in the situation she was. Which was trying to sneak a baby past her crewmates. Who were currently all in the 'break room'/Hull of the ship, playing poker. While the youngest members of their crew-- the other kids she had accidentally acquired-- slept in the child's area of the ship. Which was in the other room. f*ck. 🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️ Hannah had never been good at sneaking around on purpose. Sure, she could sneak around if she really had to but never consciously. She just wasn't good at it. Just like how she wasn't good at lying to her friends and hiding things from them. Maybe it was because she just felt to gulity to succeed or because she got too excited when doing it. But she just never succeed at it and she didn't know why. But her friends did. And though they'd never tell her, it was a known fact and pretty simple to everyone who knew her: Hannah couldn't act natural when she was doing something she knew she shouldn't be doing around her friends. Which is why all of her friends immediately picked up on the fact that something was up. Treycor included. 🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️ The older boy had been swatting at his hair, trying to stop his frustration at just how bad his cards currently were from showing- which was kind of hard to do when your hair was literally made of f*cking fire and reacted to your emotions-- when he first spotted it. Hannah, sneaking past Amira -- who she had made the crew's ambassador when the barrier was brought-- who had been teasing Haul about how bad of poker face he had-- cradling her bag against her chest. Trying to get to her bedroom as quick as possible. Which immediately raised red flags because Hannah never went straight to her room without heading to the kitchen and getting a snack first. Or without announcing her presence with a firm 'YELLO!' Or 'I HAVE RETURNED!' that echoed through out the ship. Especially not when she hadn't seen them all day. Not to mention that she never carried her bag like that unless she was afraid something inside would be damaged. Which she had no reason to be afraid of with them all sitting down. "Yo, Hannah, aren't you gonna join us?" Treycor asked, raising an eyebrow and subtley letting everyone know that she was up to something. Hannah froze, nearly tripping over her own feet as she suddenly felt every eye in the room land on her. f*ck. The pirate swallowed thickly, subconsciously hugging her bag closer to her chest as she felt her 'loot' begin to stirr. She knew that she had to get out to her room and get to it fast so she could think of a game plan or else she'd be forced to sit through a very, very uncomfortable conversation (read: lecture) that she had heard a million times before. "Nah, I'm good" was all she said. Hoping her friends would just leave it. But no such luck: "What?" "You good?" "What's wrong?" "That's bullsh*t" "What did you steal?" "Where's the fire?" "What did you do?" "Baby you okay?" "Oh come on" "But you love game night!" "We haven't seen you all day--" All of these responses and more were what met her little dismissal. All blending in together yet standing out at the same time in the way that only her crew could do and she hated it. Because now there was a painful swirling ball of nauseous and nerves settling in her stomach that made her wanna hurl. Because she just knew that she wasn't gonna be able to get out of this. She never could. But she had to try. "There's no fire. I didn't steal anything. It's not bullsh*t. And I'm fine. Just tired. " She fired lie after lie off quickly, doing her best not to fidget (which she didn't know only made her look more suspicious since she never sat still) and trying to sound dismissive. Which she failed at. "Now, if you'll excuse me--" Hannah added, turning back towards her room. Only for the worst thing imaginable to happen. The baby cried. Everything was dead silent for a few minutes. And then all hell broke lose. "AGAIN?!" "THAT BETTER NOT BE A BABY!" "HANNAH, NO--" "WHAT WAS THAT?!" "Oh God, not again..." "What the hell?!" "Oh f*ck!" "WHY?! Why are you like THIS?!" The baby started to cry louder, causing Hannah to sigh and wrangle him out of her bag, figuring that she might as well hold him out in the open now that she'd been caught. "Look, I can explain--" Treycor looked at her, skeptical. Raising another brow. "Can you, Hannah? Can YOU?" Hannah gave him a sheepish smile. A very sheepish smile. "I found him in a box? In an alleyway? Next to a dumpster?" Her friends groaned, knowing just as well as she did what that meant. Especially on the isle of all places. What did it mean, you wonder? It meant that the baby was abandoned. Up for grabs. Left to die. And that there was absolutely no chance that anyone would come looking for the little guy. Which also meant that they'd have to figure out what to do with him. "We're not keeping him" Treycor said sternly, earning several nods of agreement from those around him in turn. "Okay" Hannah simply said, rocking the wee guy. "I'm serious" Treycor stressed. "I know, bro. Chill" 🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️ "Okay, what should we name him?" Hannah asked two days later. Immediately getting a plethora of suggestions in turn. "John Jr!" "Good Adam!" "Good Beast!" "Nibbles!" "Fitora!" "Watora!" "Wharf!" "Shadow!" "Parker 2!" "Hot manga!" " Eureka!" Hannah scrunched up her nose at the suggestions. "Guys, we're trying to name a baby here, not a stripper. He's gonna have to use this name on legal documents not just at work" This earned alot of grumbles. "Fine, fine. You're right--" John shot up, along with Parker, "wait a minute! Did you just say I have a stripper name?!" 🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️ Long story short, they ended up keeping the baby. Oh and they named him Atlas if you're curious. Happy Adoption Day;
Summary; Hannah Hook finds a baby and takes it into her crew as her brother.
Trigger warning; child abandonment, swearing, stripper word mention,and other dark themes.
Featuring Treycor, @crimsonstar2096 's oc. And @descendants-extended 's oc, Amira.
See Also
21 Beautiful New Picture Books, August 2024 - Imagination SoupGriff and Rachel Chinouriri Didn’t Fit Into the Typical Pop Mold — So They Created Their OwnGeorge Iv Needlework Poetry Sampler, A Mothers Wish &Jacqueline Grima | The Weekend Alone | Taschenbuch | Englisch (2023) • EUR 18,79