First words-

Five months old Delilah seemed to like keeping her parents up late and they didn't mind since they'd fall asleep fast whenever she went to sleep anyway. She had been say little syllables but never a full word. Right now it was around 10 at night and Zarkon and Elara were trying to get her to say mama or dada.

"Come on say dada I'm one who put you in your mother." Zarkon pleaded.

"No, say mama, I'm the one you took your endless kicks, stretches, and hiccups, and I carried you for nine months so please say mama." Elara chimed in.

"I put up with your mommy's mood swings." Zarkon said.

"Did I mention contractions?" Elara added.

"The manipulation!" Zarkon gasped.

"Shhh!" Elara hushed and pointed to the little baby.

Out of nowhere Delilah started making new syllables and it got Zarkon a little excited.

"Da..."

"Yes child say it!" Zarkon chuckled.

"Mama!" Delilah squealed happily.

"HAHA! Victory is mine!" Elara giggled as she showed endless motherly affection to her little girl.

"This is such bull crap..." Zarkon mumbled as he pouted.

"Come on look at that face, you can't be mad at her." Elara said, holding Delilah up to Zarkon's face. He slowly turned to face Delilah and she stuck her tiny tongue out.

"I can't stay mad at that." He admitted and held her, letting her squeeze his nose.

"She's too cute huh?" Elara asked slyly.

"Because she looks like me." Zarkon scoffed.

"Yes but she looks like the OZ." Elara said.

"The what?" Zarkon asked.

"The original Zarkon." Elara chuckled.

"So I'm ugly?" Zarkon hissed.

"No of course not I didn't say that." Elara said.

"You didn't have to say it." Zarkon scoffed sarcastically.

"Somebody's dramatic!" Elara snickered.

"Hush! I am mad..." Zarkon said, dramatically turning away from her. She knew how to get him out of this whiny stage and game the angry space turtle a kiss on the cheek.

"You still mad at me?" She asked.

"No..."

Crawling- Six months old

Zarkon and Elara were finished with their duties and decided to spend some more time with youngest after a new governess was hired for Koltor, Helthena, and Farah. They sat on the nursery floor encouraging Delilah to crawl. She sat by her mother while Zarkon was about two feet away.

"Come on 'lilah go to daddy." Elara cooed, using her daughter's nickname.

"Come on, if you make it over here I'll get you a new stuffed animal, how does that sound?" Zarkon asked.

Delilah looked up at her mother as if to get reassurance. Elarq gave a small nod which cued Delilah to start shifting herself over to her father. She was a little wobbly but she managed to make it over to Zarkon.

"She's growing too fast." Zarkon said with a hint of sadness.

"They all are. Zanthea's married, Bella's engaged, Helthena and Farah start classes with Krolia in a few months, Koltor starts in 2 years, and now Delilah is crawling around already. Pain all around." Elara said, ending with a heavy sigh. It's as if time was speeding up.

Inconvenience- six months old

Zarkon was being himself. That actually means he was currently a ✨horny space turtle✨. He internally screamed when he saw that the sassy space kitty was in night wear after a long, stressful day of work. Being the sly mofo he is, he hugged her from behind, he only does that for one reason

"What do you want?" She asked.

"I think you know." He replied.

"Really Zarkon?" She asked.

"What? It's been a while." Zarkon groaned in annoyance.

"Fine, but please make it quick, I'm pretty tired." She pleaded.

"You. Me. Bed. Go. Now." He ordered.

"Ok..." She squeaked and made her way to bed and the second she touched the bed, Delilah was heard wailing from her nursery from the monitor they had.

"Why? Just why?" Zarkon huffed. Elara was amused by his bad luck and added some salt in the wound by saying...

"The princess has spoken..."

He ended up getting what he wanted anyway, It's a damn good thing she's sterile. 😏