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“Lissa, how can you not know how to hold a baby yet?” Chrom sighed. “You’re holding him like a ball!”
“I know what I’m doing!” Lissa protested as she shifted her nephew’s weight.
“How on earth did Owain survive long enough to crawl?”
“You should have seen it.” Gaius piped up from where he was sitting. “It got to the point where I started following her around with a pillow.”
“I only dropped him twice!”
“Thrice.” Gaius added dryly. “Which, to be fair, is quite an achievement. I’m actually surprised you only dropped him three times. Even Stumbles only dropped her daughter once."
"I don't want to hear that from the man who robbed a group of mercenaries while his wife and infant son were less than fifty feet away!"
"I think you're doing a good job, Aunt Lissa!" The older Morgan smiled as he tried to reassure her. "You haven't dropped me, yet."
"Thank you, Morgan." Lissa gave him a weak smile, unsure of how to take that.
"She's been holding the baby for about a minute." Robin crossed her arms. "Give her time. Trust me. With Lucina we thought "It's been about five minutes, surely that's a sign Lissa is baby-proof". Guess what happened the moment I thought it?"
"Hey!"
"I apologize for interrupting, Your Majesty, but there's a message from Regna Ferox." A servant walked in and gave a polite bow.
"It's probably from Khan Flavia. The tournament to determine the next Khan is coming up in a few months." Robin noted as she stood up to follow Chrom out of the room.
"Mother and Father aren't picking on you, Aunt Lissa, I promise." Lucina put her hand on Lissa's shoulder. "It's just... You did drop me when I was a year old."
Lissa began to grumble to herself when her nephew giggled in her arms.
"Do you like when Aunt Lissa holds you? Do you?" She smiled back at him. "Such a good boy!"
"See?" What did I tell you?" The older Morgan laughed. "You're doing great!"
"You are doing a good job, Aunt Lissa." Lucina nodded. "Both as a mother and an aunt."
"Still...It's good to... be careful..." Emmeryn, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke from her seat. "We wouldn't... want Morgan to... end up like... Aunt Emmeryn."
The giggle that followed such a dark remark was quite a shock to everyone in the room. So much so that it wasn't until Lissa heard Chrom say "Three minutes" in a low groan that she realized she'd dropped Morgan on his head.
"That's a new record." Gaius sighed as Robin moved to examine her son.
"Cheer up, Aunt Lissa!" Morgan said nervously as Lissa's face twitched into an uncomfortable grimace. "At least I'm still a baby, so even it won't matter even if I get amnesia!"