Whoever Says Dreams Don't Come True (Benny/Keaton)
Sorry guys, still tired, so picking something from my list again. I hope I can return to request tomorrow, but in the meantime, some fluffy Benny/Keaton.
For many years Benny dreamed of a quiet life after his retirement. All he ever wanted was find his soulmate and marry, have a child or two, build a small cottage in the middle of the woods for them to live peacefully ever after.
Was he not sitting by the window reading a book, waiting for his spouse to arrive home after a long day while his kids played just a few steps away from him, he wouldn't believe everything he fantasized about came true in the end. It was slightly different from what he originally imagined, but he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Papa, papa," a small, pouting white-haired wolfskin girl approaches him and starts to pull from his shirt insistently, "do you think daddy got lost again?"
"D-don't say that sis!" a slightly taller boy with silver hair runs right after the girl, looking up at Benny with wide eyes, "It's still not that late, right dad?"
"Hmm..." Benny puts his book down and stares out of the window. It was true; the sun would disappear behind the mountains soon, and there was no sign of Keaton anywhere yet. There was a big chance that he was, in fact, unable to find his way back from the nearby town. Again.
Maybe they should’ve built their house towards the edges of the forest, at the skirts of Mount Garou, if only to make it easier for the Keaton to travel. But that would’ve meant not staying as close as possible to the wolfskins’ den. Keaton was still their leader, after all, he had an obligation to watch over them, and so did Benny now that they were a couple.
A light tug on his arm returns Benny from his thoughts. "Papa?"
Benny pats both his children's heads. "Don't worry dear, dad will probably be here in a short while, but I think it's better if I go meet him halfway, either way, it’s getting dark." With that, he stands and searches for his lance, hoping not to have sounded too concerned so his children could remain calm.
"Dad, can we go with you?" The boy asks, eagerness in his voice.
"No Ignatius, you two stay here, it can be dangerous out there at these hours." Benny kneels and gives his children a hug before reaching for the door, but Velouria and Ignatius run to block the way before he can even touch the doorknob.
"Please, Papa! I can transform already! If something tries to hurt daddy or big brother or you, I can protect us all!" Velouria strikes a pose to make herself look scary, growling and throwing her arms around as if attacking.
"A-and I know I still have a lot to learn, but I think I can take off a few bandits myself too!" Ignatius stands upright and clutches the toy lance Benny and Keaton gifted him for his fourth birthday in his hands.
What will Benny do with these kids? Well, it wasn't that bad out there nowadays, the most they had to worry about was the occasional adventurer hunting for wolfskin pelt, and not even that happened often. "Fine, fine, but stay by my side, no running after squirrels and no picking treasures off the ground, we have to focus on looking for dad or we might miss him and pass him by."
The kids jump and scream joy and smile, running to hug his father.
"Yay! Thanks, papa!"
"Yeah! Thanks, dad!"
And off they go to pick up Keaton for the umpteenth time.