(SO CUTE I CAN'T EVEN)

Zanthea still slept in between her parents at three weeks old. For when she woke up quietly and stared up at her mother. Both of her parents were peacefully asleep. She reached up with both arms and grabbed their noses. Both Zarkon and Elara opened their eyes and stared at the newborn in between them and sighed before smiling at each other then at her. To their parental joy, Zanthea started giggling!

"Aww her first laugh. Finally!" Elara squealed happily and gently nuzzled her baby's face, making her giggle a little more.

"Adorable. My wife and her tiny twin laughing together, the serotonin Blaytz will never have." Zarkon said, staring at the two as Zanthea swatted at her mother's tail while doing tummy time on the bed.

"You know he's getting married right?" Elara asked.

"Huh?" Zarkon asked.

"Yeah. To that servant he keeps hitting on." Elara said. (For the sake of the story I'm going to make the servant a female because I want our lovely bootleg flirtatious avatar to have babies 🙂.)

"Great now I have to find somebody else to hire!" Zarkon huffed.

"Zarkon. Don't be bitter. Remember when we got engaged? My uncle wasn't mad at all even though he had to find another general because you'd be too busy dealing with me. Let Blaytz gave his happiness without you being a grumpy space turtle." Elara lectured, giving puppy dog eyes.

"Don't give me that face." He muttered.

"Don't text me or the ears will go down..." Elara said, not changing the face at all.

"You wouldn't dare." Zarkon growled.

Elara kept up with the puppy dog eyes and he ears pinned down hoping he'd fall for it.

"Aww adorable! QUIZNACK! NO! DAMN IT!"

and he fell for it... He'd have to Blaytz live his life happily and not be bitter at the wedding.