The snow began to come down a week after Cynthia's mission, and the two women realized that they had to get clothes for Hare-Bare... After all, he was VERY delicate. They didn't want to worry about him freezing or anything! So they bundled themselves up, then wrapped him up in Lucina's Cape. He seemed to like it, as he snuggled in, Cynthia smiling lovingly at him and cradling him.

And so, the group of three were off, the two women cooing over the boy in the cape. Harry ate up the attention, realizing JUST how good he felt. He had grown a little! And he could eat more! He was so happy...His mother's love had done more for him than he had thought imaginable! Growing happier, he cuddled into his mother in happiness, dragging another smile from her and causing a relentless kissing fest that made Harry giggle and hide his face. His mother's kisses were his favourite thing in the history of forever! Giggling at the contact he cuddled into her again, and Cynthia giggled, rocking him back and forth. "Good for you Harry! You gained two pounds!"

She giggled again. "You won't be a little sack of air anymore! You're gonna be nice and plump!" She poked his little belly playfully, and he giggled.

"Cynthia, calm down! You're hogging him!" Lucina whined, stealing Harry and nuzzling him, touching noses.

Cynthia's jaw dropped, and she huffed. "Ex-CUSE me?! He's MY son, not yours!"

"Not right now!" Lucina whined, rocking the child back and forth while resting his head on her bosom. Harry was too busy eating up the attention to notice anything wrong.

"Luuuuuucyyyyyyyy!" Cynthia whined. "He's MY baby! I had him first!"

"But IIII want to hold him!" She countered. Cynthia shot her a death glare and Lucina set Harry down, just long enough for her a Cynthia to start circling each other. "There's only one way to settle this." Lucina said.

"Yeah..." Cynthia agreed.

The two froze. Cynthia made the first move, tackling her older sis, who caught her and shoved her away. But they were both getting close to the ice... Harry opened his mouth to warn them...but it was too late. The two women tripped and fell into a larg snowbank nearby. They were engulfed, and Harry couldn't see them! He was so worried! Cynthia's head burst out first, gasping for air. "GODS DAM-" her rant was cut off by a hand launching out of the snow and covering up his mother's mouth, stopping her from saying what she was going to say. Aunt Lucy poked her head out of the snow next, looking irritated.

"Seriously?" She said flatly. "Why does the aunt have to be the one to stop the parent from swearing in front of the baby?"

"Because I hate this fu-" she was tackled into the snow once more. Harry on the other hand, had taken to admiring his cape and smelling it, wrapping himself up tighter to keep even warmer. He decided he was about to witness something very, very silly. For the next ten minutes, his two motherly figures dove in and out of the snow, wrestling with one another to see who was going to come out on top. They had already forgotten why they were fighting anyway.

Soon enough, both sisters were buried headfirst in the snow with their legs in the air, completely and utterly stuck. Harry was giggling his head off, rocking back and forth at his mommy and Aunts predicament. It was just SO silly! They were really fighting like this over HIM? He was sure he wasn't worth THAT much! So he simply resorted to hiding in his Aunt Lucy's cape, wishing he could stay like this for eternity. He let out small giggles at the way his mother and aunt's legs flailed frantically. Then he let out loud laughter at the sight of them getting their legs stuck in the snow and all that was sticking out was their butts. "This is all your fault." Cynthia said flatly.

"No. Yours, because you wouldn't share." Lucina replied.

"You stole my baby boy."

"You were hogging him and babying him."

"Because that's what Mama's do!"

"I wish I was his mama."

"Well you're not, so shut up!"

"But I could be."

"I found him first! I'M his mama!"

Harry couldn't make out their argument through the snow, as it was seriously muffling their voices. Finally after thrashing about enough, the two women shot put of the snow pile, completely caked in snow. Harry looked at them and giggled. "You look like snowmen!" He said, covering his tiny mouth as he giggled.

His giggling stopped them from glaring daggers at one another and they turned to Harry with hearts in their eyes, snatching him up in a hug that marshmallowed him between the women. "...This is as close to sharing as I'm gonna get." Cynthia warned.

"Just you watch your back..." Lucina warned, nuzzling the baby Harry who was eating up the attention.

"...Why were we out here again?" Cynthia asked.

"...I forgot." Lucina admitted.

"Um...You wanted me to have new clothes." Harry chipped in.

The women nodded, and they took off towards Annas quickly, cuddling Harry. Anna was just opening up shop when the two women ended up stopping in front of her. She blinked. "Oh, back again?"

"Yes yes, it's us-Wait you remember us?!" Cynthia asked the saleswoman, who shrugged.

"What can I say? Your faces are recognizable...Though you did bring a new one this time." She nodded to Lucina.

Lucina waved and started searching the store for clothes. "We're looking for clothes for this cutie." Cynthia told Anna. "Do you have any cute winter stuff for him? I want him to be warm and cuddly." Anna grinned and wagged her finger, taking Cynthia into the back to search for clothes.

For the next hour, there were squeals of joy. They had found so many ADORABLE outfits for the little cuddle muffin! Harry always blushed whenever they were put on, mainly because his Aunt and Mommy gushed over him. He was happy, but...also kinda embarrassed... After all, one of them was a pair of Pink feeties, and another had a panda on it, and another was a little cat suit. His momma and auntie found them adorable...But he wasn't sure he wanted to be seen wearing stuff like that in public. So as his Aunt and Mama were gushing, he tried to speak up. "M-Mama...?" He asked quietly.

Cynthia tilted her head. "Yes, huh?" She asked.

"Um...C-Can I have something...c-c-cool?"

Cynthia tilted her head in confusion , not too sure what he meant. "What do you mean hun? Don't you like the clothes I gave you?"

Harry blushed. "Um...I do, but...they're a little bit...um...embarrassing...?"

Lucina and Cynthia blushed and looked away sheepishly. "Oh...I guess we did buy you some embarrassing outfits..." Lucina admitted.

"Ya think?" Anna chipped in, holding up the pink cat outfit they were going to ask him to try on. The two women looked away sheepishly and Harry giggled. "Alright then ladies, let's find some better outfits!" Anna cheered.

*an hour later*

"...I think this is a little much..." Lucina said.

"What even IS this stuff?!" Cynthia agreed. Harry was wearing a leather jacket over a white t-shirt, sunglasses, and torn jeans. He felt weird...

"Back to the dressing room~!" Anna singsonged! And reluctantly the women followed.

And so...

"Awww...It's cute AND normal!" Cynthia gushed as Harry stepped out in a simple parka. "You're like a little marshmallow!" Harry giggled and Cynthia picked him up, giggling. "Hello there marshmallow!" She pretended to take a bite out of him. "I'm gonna eat you aaaaaaall up!" She said playfully.

"Haha! No! No don't eat me!" Harry yelped, thrashing around in her arms, attempting to escape.

"Too late! You're gonna be yummy in my tummy!" Cynthia replied with a giggle as she pretended to chew on the parka.

Finally, Cynthia stopped nomming on Harry's parka, and his giggles began to die down. "Now, does Harry want to go home and eat?" Lucina asked the little one, who nodded.

His tummy rumbled, and he blushed. "Yes please...M'hungry..." And the small family walked back to Inn, ready to eat the scrumptious dinner the people at the Inn probably made. Harry loved his new warm parka...but he did miss wearing his auntie's cape. "A-Aunt Lucina...?" The timid child asked the bluenette. She turned to him and tilted her head.

"Yes hun?"

"Um...Can I still wear your cape sometimes?" He asked softly. "I really like it...

Lucina grinned and gave him a gentle squeeze, and in a cooing tone exclaimed, "Of course darling!"

"Yaaaaaay!" Harry cheered happily, clapping his little hands together.

The two women laughed, and Lucina wrapped him up in her cape once again. "Maybe I should start wearing a cape so we can wrap him up in that." Cynthia said cheerfully.

"He likes my cape better!" Lucina countered, eliciting an argument that lasted until they entered the Inn.

"How do we know that if I DON'T HAVE ONE YET?!" Cynthia snapped back.

"Because look at him!" Lucina countered, pointing at Harry cuddled up in the Cape, a look of content on his face.

"Well maybe he'd do the same thing if I had a cape to give him!"

"No way! He wants my cape-"

"My Cape-"

"I really think-"

And they did so until the end of Dinner. Harry had long since fallen asleep, and Lucina and Cynthia were pulling on him, trying to steal the baby. "...It is occurring to me that we are basically children." Lucina realized, staring blankly at her little sister.

Cynthia froze too, looking sheepish before letting out a giant laugh, setting Harry down and clutching her stomach. "Oh gods you're right!"

The two sisters smiled at each other. "We aren't being very good influences on him, are we?"

"We need to stop this..." Cynthia agreed, hugging her big sis.

"I don't want my baby to get into a fight." she told Lucina. Cynthia narrowed her eyes. "...YOUR baby...Sorry..." And so, the two got back into their usual position, Harry sleeping between them and Lucina and Cynthia kissing his head. Then, in a comfortable haze, the two fell asleep. The family was together, sleeping peacefully throughout the night. They all knew, quite honestly, this was where they wanted to be forever... And hopefully, nothing would change...