At Stolas's mansion, a flurry of activity filled the halls as everyone worked together to prepare for Y/N, Octavia, and their newborn son's return home. The mansion, already grand, was transformed into a warm and welcoming haven for the new family. Balloons, banners, and soft, glowing decorations adorned the rooms, creating an atmosphere of celebration and love.

In the center of it all, Stolas supervised with his usual regal air, though his excitement betrayed his composed demeanor.

Stolas: [clapping his hands together] Oh, this is simply marvelous! Everything must be perfect for their return. Let's make sure the flowers are evenly spaced—oh, and that the banner doesn't droop!

Sallie May and Barbie Wire were busy hanging the large banner that read "Welcome Home, Orion!" Barbie muttered under her breath, carefully aligning the letters.

Barbie Wire: [grumbling] Y'know, this would be easier if these damn letters weren't so heavy.

Sallie May: [teasing] Ain't nothin' heavy about this! You just don't work out enough, sugar. Unlike Y/N, now that's a man who can hold a woman.

Meanwhile, Loona and Verosika argued over where to place the mountain of plush toys sent as gifts.

Loona: [rolling her eyes] We don't need all of these on display. Just a few. It's not a toy store.

Verosika: [huffing] Oh, come on! They're adorable! Orion's gotta have the cutest setup ever.

Nearby, Beelzebub was setting up a table piled high with snacks and treats, humming to herself as she worked. She shot the two a playful glance.

Beelzebub: [chuckling] Why not just let the kid pick when he's old enough? For now, put the extras in the other room.

In another corner of the room, Y/N's mother stood with his father, Pinhead, and his Cenobites. The Seamstress adjusted a delicate, handmade quilt that she had stitched with her trademark precision, its design featuring soft celestial patterns of stars and moons.

Jenna: Aww! Looks so adorable!

Seamstress: [calmly] This should provide the child with both comfort and elegance.

Pinhead: [in his deep, resonant voice] It is fitting. A child born to such a union deserves nothing less than excellence.

The Brute grumbled as he moved a large crib into position, carefully following the instructions from a manual.

Brute: [grunts]

Ace of Spades: [snickering] Don't worry, big guy. You'll figure it out. It's not like it's rocket science.

The Filmmaker was busy setting up a projector that displayed a slideshow of photos sent in by friends and admirers. He paused to adjust the lighting, ensuring the ambiance was just right.

Filmmaker: [with a smirk] A masterpiece for a momentous occasion.

Cartoonist worked alongside him, sketching small caricatures of Y/N, Octavia, and Orion that would be displayed on a nearby table.

Cartoonist: [grinning mischievously] Gotta give the kid a little humor. Can't have things too sappy around here.

As everyone worked, Stolas approached a pile of gifts sent from well-wishers, carefully unwrapping a few to inspect their contents. Sallie May joined him, peeking over his shoulder.

Sallie May: [whistling] Folks really went all out, huh? Look at this one—custom baby clothes. Fancy.

Stolas: [nodding] Indeed, it's heartwarming to see how loved they are.

Sallie May: Only from Y/N's relatives?

Stolas: 97% of them.

As the finishing touches were added, everyone stepped back to admire their work. The mansion was a perfect blend of elegance, warmth, and personal touches. All that was left was to wait for Y/N, Octavia, and Orion to return.

Stolas: [beaming with pride] Well done, everyone. They'll be home soon, and I daresay they'll be utterly delighted.

The group exchanged smiles, their anticipation building as they imagined the look on Y/N and Octavia's faces when they saw the surprise awaiting them.

The grand doors of Stolas's mansion creaked open as Y/N and Octavia stepped inside, their newborn baby Orion cradled gently in Octavia's arms.

Y/N: Thank you for dropping us off and picking us up, Blitzo. You sure you don't want to stay?

Blitzo: Nah. This is a you thing!

As soon as the pair stepped inside, the room erupted into warm cheers and applause. Stolas was the first to approach, his eyes sparkling with pride as he looked at his grandson.

Stolas: [voice trembling with excitement] Oh, my precious little star! Can I see him?

Octavia smiled and handed him the baby. The owl demon cradled Orion with surprising gentleness, his feathery fingers tracing the infant's tiny head and soft feathers.

Stolas: [cooing] Look at him. Such a perfect little bundle.

The others crowded around, eager to see the newborn. Loona leaned in first, her usual gruff demeanor melting into a rare smile.

Loona: [softly] Damn, he's tiny. And kinda cute. Must've gotten that from Y/N.

Verosika rolled her eyes playfully as she leaned closer, her tail flicking with excitement.

Verosika: [cooing] Look at those little cheeks! You're gonna be a heartbreaker, kiddo.

Beelzebub grinned, her golden eyes sparkling as she gently tickled Orion's tiny hand, which instinctively closed around her finger.

Beelzebub: [chuckling] Oh, he's got a strong grip! Definitely gonna be a little firecracker.

Sallie May and Barbie Wire peeked over the others, their expressions softening as they caught sight of the baby.

Sallie May: [teasing] Well, ain't he just the sweetest lil' thing? Congrats, y'all.

Barbie Wire: [smiling despite herself] Yeah... He's pretty cute. Even I gotta admit that.

Octavia looked at her dad.

Octavia: Dad? Can I have my baby?

Stolas: But I'm holding him!🥺

Octavia:...

Stolas: But here you go.

He handed his daughter back Orion. The infant cooed and looked at his mother.

Sallie May stepped forward, crossing her arms as she smiled warmly at Y/N and Octavia.

Sallie May: So, how was it at the hospital, y'all? I mean, four whole days there. Betcha got some stories to tell.

Octavia chuckled lightly, leaning into Y/N as she cradled Orion in her arms.

Octavia: Oh, it was... an experience, to say the least. A little sluggish and slow. Though that's to be expected in the Sloth ring.

Y/N nodded shyly, rubbing the back of his neck as everyone listened in.

Y/N: [quietly] It was... busy. A lot of people came in to check on us. Some demons and imps were kinda loud, though...

Octavia smirked, giving him a playful nudge.

Octavia: You mean like when that nurse kept gushing about how adorable Y/N looked holding Orion?

Y/N's face turned bright red as everyone chuckled softly. Barbie raised an eyebrow, smirking.

Barbie: Oh, do tell. What'd she say?

Y/N: [stammering] I-it wasn't that big of a deal... She just said I looked, uh, "fatherly" or something...

Verosika laughed, shaking her head.

Verosika: Oh, I bet you were blushing like a tomato. Aww, my poor baby probably didn't know where to look.

Y/N fidgeted, his nervousness making everyone smile even more. Octavia decided to steer the conversation back to something less teasing.

Octavia: The funniest part, though, was when the doctor handed Orion to Y/N for the first time.

Sallie May: Oh? What happened?

Octavia looked at Y/N, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Octavia: He froze. Just stood there, holding him like Orion was made of glass. I had to tell him, "It's okay to hold him closer, Y/N."

Y/N gave a sheepish smile, shrugging lightly.

Y/N: [softly] I was just... scared I'd do it wrong. He's so small...

Sallie May: [grinning] Aw, sugar, that's just 'cause you care. That baby's lucky to have you.

Y/N's mother, Jenna, stepped forward, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her newborn grandson. She approached Octavia gently, her voice soft and full of emotion.

Jenna: Oh my goodness, look at him. He's perfect. Absolutely perfect.

She leaned closer to get a better look at Orion, her smile growing wider as she gently reached out to stroke the baby's tiny hand. Orion responded with a little coo, gripping her finger with surprising strength. Jenna let out a soft laugh, her eyes welling up with happy tears.

Jenna: Y/N, Octavia, you've created something so beautiful. I'm so proud of you both.

Y/N smiled shyly, his gaze shifting between his mother and Octavia, clearly touched by her words. Then, the room grew quiet as Pinhead, imposing and solemn, stepped forward. His dark presence commanded attention, and even Jenna stepped back slightly to give him room.

Pinhead loomed over Orion, his piercing gaze studying the infant with a curious intensity. The room held its breath as he finally spoke, his deep voice resonating with an unusual gentleness.

Pinhead: Such innocence. Such potential.

He reached out, his sharp fingers surprisingly delicate as he touched the baby's forehead. Orion didn't cry or flinch—instead, he gurgled softly, staring up at Pinhead with wide, curious eyes. Pinhead's expression softened, a rare sight that sent a wave of surprise through the room.

Pinhead: He has his father's eyes. Guard him well, Y/N. For he carries within him the best of both worlds.

Y/N swallowed hard, nodding firmly as he stood straighter under his father's gaze. Pinhead then turned his piercing eyes to Octavia, giving her a single, approving nod.

Pinhead: You have chosen well, my son.

Jenna: [teasingly] You do know he's a baby, right? You don't have to make everything sound like a prophecy, darling.

Pinhead raised an eyebrow at her but said nothing, stepping back to let others approach. Jenna giggled softly and returned her attention to Orion, still utterly smitten with her grandson.

The couple were led into the grand living room. The room was decorated with soft blue and white streamers, balloons, and a large banner that read, "Welcome Home, Orion!" Spread across several tables and along the floor were an array of carefully arranged gifts. Loona, Verosika, Beelzebub, and the rest of Y/N's harem, along with his Cenobites, were gathered around, beaming with pride and anticipation.

Loona: [arms crossed, smirking] So, we all kinda went overboard, but hey, it's not every day you bring home a new little demon spawn.

Loona gestured to a stack of colorful gift boxes, each meticulously wrapped with ribbons and tags. Verosika stepped forward, holding a large box with shimmering wrapping paper.

Verosika: This one's from me. It's a custom bassinet. Only the best for my baby's baby. [winking at Y/N]

Octavia opened it to reveal an elegant, gothic-styled bassinet with intricate carvings of stars and moons. It perfectly matched her aesthetic, and she couldn't help but smile.

Octavia: It's gorgeous, Verosika. Thank you.

Beelzebub: [buzzing in excitement] And this is from me!

Beelzebub handed over a small box that opened to reveal a set of enchanted baby bottles that glowed faintly with magic.

Beelzebub: They automatically heat up to the perfect temperature, and they refill themselves. No more late-night panic over empty bottles!

Octavia and Y/N exchanged impressed looks, and Y/N shyly muttered a thank you as Beelzebub ruffled his hair affectionately.

The Cenobites stepped forward next, Seamstress carrying an ornately stitched baby blanket in hues of deep blue and silver.

Seamstress: This is for Orion. I wove it with care—it will keep him warm and safe, even in the coldest nights.

Cartoonist was next, holding up a sketchpad with detailed illustrations of a personalized baby book.

Cartoonist: I made this for you. It's a baby journal with enchanted pages that fill themselves in with every milestone he hits. First words, first steps—it'll all be in here.

Y/N's eyes lit up at the thoughtful gesture, and he nodded appreciatively, though his shyness kept him from saying much.

Ace of Spades: [grinning] My turn! I got him these.

Ace revealed a tiny deck of custom-made playing cards, each one featuring whimsical and adorable designs. He shrugged nonchalantly.

Ace of Spades: Hey, it's never too early to learn the classics, right?

The room chuckled, and the gifts kept coming. Brute handed over a solid, handcrafted crib that looked sturdy enough to withstand anything.

Stolas: [stepping forward, clearing his throat] Well, my dears, there's one more thing.

Everyone turned to Stolas, who gestured dramatically toward a side table draped in dark velvet. With a flick of his fingers, the cloth was pulled away to reveal a set of finely crafted items: a small tiara, a leather-bound family journal, and a beautifully inscribed magical charm glowing faintly with a protective aura.

Stolas: These are for Orion—and for you both. The tiara is a family heirloom, traditionally given to the newest member of the family. The journal will document not just his life, but the legacy of his parents and his heritage. And the charm... well, it's a little protection spell. For the boy. And for you.

Octavia's eyes misted over as she looked at the tiara, already imagining it adorning her son's tiny head someday. Y/N stepped forward hesitantly, touching the journal with reverence before glancing shyly at Stolas.

Y/N: Thank you. It's... really thoughtful.

Stolas smiled warmly, placing a hand on Y/N's shoulder.

Stolas: You're family now.

Loona stepped up next to Y/N, slinging an arm around him casually to diffuse the emotional moment.

Loona: Alright, enough with the waterworks. We've got food, we've got drinks, and we've got a baby to celebrate. Let's party!

The room erupted into laughter and cheers as the group settled into the festivities. Loona handed Y/N a plate of snacks while Verosika teased him about looking more exhausted than the baby, and Sallie May passed Orion around carefully so everyone could get a turn holding him.

———-

Later that night

Later that evening, as the celebration wound down, Orion began to grow fussy and tired. His soft cries cut through the chatter, and Y/N gently rocked him in his arms to soothe him. The harem began gathering their things to leave for the night, knowing Y/N would be staying with Octavia and Orion to help settle them in.

Loona: [ruffling Y/N's hair] Don't let the baby keep you up all night, dork.

Y/N: [smiling shyly] I'll try.

He leaned forward to give Loona a quick kiss, which she returned with a smirk. Verosika was next, planting a dramatic kiss on his cheek before winking at him.

Verosika: Don't forget, you owe me a date after all this.

Y/N: [nodding] I won't.
Beelzebub: You owe me a date too. And if you ever need a babysitter, just give me a call.

One by one, Y/N kissed each of his girlfriends goodbye, and they each gave him tender kisses in return, whispering soft words of encouragement or teasing him lightly. Sallie May gave him a playful pat on the back and a kiss as she headed out, while Barbie Wire tossed him a wink and a grin.

Barbie Wire: You're doing good, babe. Keep it up.

Sallie May: [grinning] You're gonna be a great dad, Y/N. Don't worry so much.

Y/N watched them go, waving as they left before turning back toward the mansion's warm interior. He made his way to the nursery, where Octavia was gently rocking Orion in her arms. The little owl demon's soft coos began to quiet as he settled, but his eyelids drooped with exhaustion.

Octavia: [noticing Y/N] There you are. Come on, he's almost out.

Y/N stepped forward, his movements careful as he joined her. Together, they began preparing Orion for bed, laying him gently in his crib and tucking him in snugly. They both stood for a moment, watching the tiny infant yawn and stretch before settling down into peaceful slumber.

From the doorway, Stolas entered quietly, his usual flamboyant demeanor softened as he approached. He reached down, scooping up Orion with delicate care.

Stolas: [softly cooing] There's my little star. Oh, you've had such a big day, haven't you? Such a handsome little prince...

He cradled the baby close, his voice low and melodic as he hummed a lullaby. Y/N and Octavia watched in silence, touched by the sight of Stolas being entirely at ease and in his element as a doting grandfather.

Octavia leaned her head on Y/N's shoulder, her eyes never leaving the tender scene before them.

Octavia: [whispering] I think he's happier than we are.

Y/N: [with a small, shy smile] Yeah... he's really good with him.

Once Stolas left and handed the baby back, Y/N and Octavia stood together, cradling Orion between them. Octavia's voice was sweet and steady, while Y/N's soft, shy tone blended harmoniously with hers. The baby nestled in their arms, his tiny hands resting against them as his eyelids fluttered with the pull of sleep.

Y/N and Octavia:
"Close your eyes, my sweet child,
Rest your head, don't be wild.
In the dark, I'll hold you near,
With every heartbeat, I'm always here."

Octavia brushed her lips gently against Orion's forehead, her gaze filled with warmth and devotion. Y/N held Orion close, his hands trembling slightly, but his voice grew stronger as they reached the chorus.

Y/N and Octavia:
"You're never alone, my love, my light,
I'll be with you, day or night.
Through every fear, through every sigh,
I'll be always by your side."

Octavia leaned into Y/N, the two swaying gently in rhythm, creating a cocoon of love and safety for their son. As the verse continued, Y/N's confidence grew, his heart swelling with every note.

Y/N and Octavia:
"When the world feels too cold,
And the shadows start to take hold,
Remember the warmth, remember this song,
I'm here with you, where you belong."

Orion let out a soft coo, his tiny fist curling around the fabric of Y/N's shirt. The bridge came, and Octavia reached out to stroke the baby's cheek, her voice carrying a promise that resonated deeply.

Y/N and Octavia:
"So hush now, breathe in, breathe out,
Feel my arms, there's no doubt.
No matter how far, no matter the fight,
In your dreams, I'll guard you tight."

The final chorus came, both voices intertwining in perfect harmony, a lullaby born from love. Orion's breathing evened out, and his small body relaxed fully in their embrace.

Y/N and Octavia:
"You're never alone, my love, my light,
I'll be with you, day or night.
Through every fear, through every sigh,
I'll be always by your side."

The last notes softened into a hum as Y/N and Octavia kissed their son's forehead, their voices fading into a whispered promise.

Y/N and Octavia:
"Forever and more, come what may,
I'll be here, always to stay."

They carefully laid Orion down in his crib, the baby now sound asleep