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"Mama!"
Geeta's indigo eyes opened abruptly in response to the crying that filled her ears, she got up from the bed, rubbing her face with the palm of her hand while putting on Gogoat's slippers.
The champion walked through one of the hallways of the house, the same cry of 'mama' continued to sound, with clear anguish and fear in the tone.
When she entered the room where the crying was coming from—the nursery—she went to the center of it, making the sound even louder in her ears.
"Shh, shhh... Precious, it's okay," Geeta peeked into the crib, stroking the greenish hair of Rika, who had slept there due to a regression they had the day before.
Out of the corner of her eye the champion saw the bedroom window, it seemed that it was about to dawn, Rika must have woken up before her, and seeing she was not by their side as always, they must have been scared. They were very clingy in this state of mind.
"M-m-mama!" The ground-type trainer cried, as they extended their arms towards Geeta, clearly wanting to be carried.
She fulfilled their wish by placing her hands on their back and legs. The champion snuggled them into her chest.
"Everything's okay, precious, mama's here..." She pressed her lips to the other trainer's forehead. "Poor thing, you thought I left you, didn't you?"
Rika didn't respond verbally, they just hugged Geeta, wrapping their arms around her neck and placing their head on one of her shoulders.
"I know, precious, I know," she rearranged her arms so she could hug Rika, "but mama promises she will never leave you. I will always be by your side... Always."
Rika hugged Geeta tighter, so much so that for a moment the champion lost her balance, but she was able to recover quickly.
"Careful there, little one," she giggled, "well, since I don't think you or I will sleep again, do you want to go to breakfast?"
"Mama," Rika stammered, given their limited speech while in that state of mind, they often used the same word for different responses.
"I'll take that as a yes," Geeta kissed her baby's temple.