The New Cousin - Family Bliss Verse

Cid had plans for the future.  He'd had ambitions when he was younger, dreams of flying into space, and being happy.  Of course, it had never worked out that way.  His dreams of the rocket had crashed and burned, and things had gone differently.  Down a path he never could have even dreamed of, a path of fighting and challenge and a beautiful pale man with tangled black hair and dark eyes.  It had taken a while to settle in, but his plans had changed and started to make a new kind of sense.  It was a sense that he could manage to live with.

Then, of course, everything had changed yet again.  Every time he thought he had things under control, his life twisted.  That was proved when Vincent ended up with the three remnants, and for some reason Cid ended up with them as part of his life.  It took a while for him to adjust to it, but he ended up liking it.  It was a family, maybe not what he had expected, but something that he could deal with.  Yazoo had learned to make good tea, and Loz was a pretty spectacular cook, so things could have been worse.

Most of the time, things could have been worse.
"What is that?" Kadaj asked softly, frowning to himself and staring at the scene on the sofa - Cloud and Tifa sitting side by side, Tifa holding their new little daughter.  Tifa was beaming, and Vincent was standing close by, watching the two of them.  
"What?"  Cid asked with a frown, looking at Kadaj.
"What is that? On Tifa's lap?"
"It's a baby."
"It's useless." Kadaj answered.  "It just sits there and cries and occasionally makes smells or loud noises."

Tifa frowned, and Vincent chuckled.
"I don't know." Yazoo chimed in.  "Her hair looks soft.  We could pet her, maybe that's what she's for."
"Or we could eat her."
"No." Cloud said with a glare towards Loz, who shrugged.  Loz looked down.
"I wasn't saying we had to eat her, just that we could, you know?"
"No one is eating my child." Tifa pointed out.

"No one is going to eat anyone."  Cid answered, walking over with his hands up.
"It's a useless little baby." Kadaj said.  "Is it slow?"
"She isn't slow." Tifa said defensively, and Cid walked over to Kadaj.  
"Come on boys, I need some help with the Chopper, leave Vincent with the other two."  Cid answered, calling the boys over and leaving Vincent to talk to Cloud and Tifa.

Kadaj frowned.
"I'm sorry."  He muttered.  "I didn't mean to upset them, I didn't.  I just... I was worried their baby was broken, because... because we were better than that."
"It's not better."  Cid answered with a sigh.  He was irritated, of course, but he felt sorry for the boys at the same time, because it wasn't right, how they thought, how they had been brought up.  "It's just that's how babies are, when they are little, before they've had a chance to be brought up properly."

There was confusion on the remnants’ faces, and Cid took a deep breath, trying to work it out.  
"Look, I know you were expected to be warriors since you were little, but children shouldn't have to do that.  Children need to know that they are doing well, and have parents looking after them."  Cid replied, and now Loz and Kadaj were nodding.  Yazoo still looked confused, but Cid knew sometimes it took him a little bit longer to work things out.  

"So what do we do?"
"We get the engine on the chopper cleaned up, and we go back and we say the baby is cute even if it smells bad.  And then? Then they leave, we wave and we're gonna look after ourselves for a while.  Then, in a few months or years, the baby's gonna be bigger and we can play with it.  Real gentle mind, you got it?"
"Got it." The boys chorused, and Cid grinned.  They were good kids, and in time, maybe they'd even like their new cousin.

With a grin he stepped into the warehouse, glancing back to check that the boys were with him.