Author's note: I'm sorry. This isn't a legit chapter. This really has nothing to do with the wedding timeline I was going for but I just can't stop thinking up scenarios in my head. I think I'm at like thirty-two right now. I don't know. I decided to write even just a few of them down just so I can unload my head. They are multiplying like rabbits. Help me.

Anyway, this all started with a review mentioning a child for Noctis and Luna. Yes, that is where this is going. They're just little snippets of life in the citadel when a new bundle of joy joins their lives. It's a bit crazy and all over the place, fair warning. Oh well, you'll know when you read it.

I hope you guys enjoy reading them. I'll churn out like 5 at a time at different intervals. I just need them out of my head. Seriously. Also these things are so much easier to write than legit chapters.

-xXx-

1. Noctis can't keep his cool

"Are you all right? Should we go to the hospital after all?" Noctis asked his wife worriedly. She was in no state to answer and just continued vomiting. He rubbed soothing circles on her back. One of her hands gripped his painfully. Noctis hated seeing her in such a state. He had never seen her this sick before. He wondered if they had eaten something bad earlier. This was impossible given that Ignis always managed those things but Noctis could not think calmly after seeing his wife so sick.

"You called, Noct?" Ignis said from the threshold of the bathroom. Noctis had called him frantically over the phone just a few minutes ago.

He gave his wife a worried glance before turning to Ignis. "Have a car ready. We're going to the hospital"

"The hospital?" Prompto repeated. Noctis had not noticed that Prompto had accompanied Ignis here.

Noctis only nodded as he saw his wife double over as a wave of nausea hit her. "Luna's been sick since this morning. She can't-" He grimaced as she threw up in the toilet bowl once more. He tried to brush away the wet strands of hair that stuck to her face. "Can you bear it for a bit? They're getting a car ready." He turned to Ignis once more. "Was there something different with the food prepared this morning?"

"Oh? Is this not relatively normal?" Ignis was his usual otherworldly calm.

Noctis looked back at him, eyes wide. "What is normal about this?" Just then, another wave of sickness hit Luna and Noctis's attention was focused on her.

Ignis called out to their other companion. "Prompto, in the drawers closest to the door, there should be a selection of items. You'll know when you see it."

Prompto wanted to ask more questions. He wasn't really as smart as Ignis but he just shrugged. If Ignis said he'd know, he'd definitely know. "Okay."

"Is that first aid?" Noctis called out. His attention was still focused on Lunafreya but he asked Ignis just in case. He needed to know they were doing something for his wife.

"Not quite. It will ease your worries though," Ignis reassured him.

"Whatever it is, just give it." Noctis was resigned to whatever Ignis wanted to happen. He wanted all his attention to be on his wife. She was sweating profusely with small tremors raking her frame. Noctis moved his body closer so she could lean on him.

"I shall have a car ready in a few moments as well," Ignis added.

Prompto returned with a large grin. He gave Ignis a small nudge on his arm. "You psychic or what?"

Ignis smiled. "It's part of my job description."

Prompto let out a laugh before heading towards Noctis. "Tell us the good news soon, eh?" That was all he said before depositing a box in Noctis's outstretched hand.

Noctis was about to ask him what he meant when his eyes happened to spy the box Prompto had given him. It was a home pregnancy test kit.

2. Anxiety

He would have walked a hole in the floor for all his pacing. Luna had been brought into the delivery room almost an hour ago and he was at the end of his wits with worry. He could hear Luna's screams from outside the door. It was making him sick.

"I can't take this anymore," he said as he took a chair between Ignis and Gladio. Another pained scream had him shooting up from his chair. He looked straight at the door. "Why won't it end already?" He wanted to tear his hair out in frustration.

A few minutes of silence passed and he opted to stand sentry in front of the door. Another scream pierced the silence. "Luna sounds like she's in so much pain."

He was completely different from his companions. They had been calm even when Luna's labor contractions had started. He looked pleadingly at the two older men. "Ignis. Why is it like this?"

Ignis turned his head towards him. "Sorry?"

The pointed angrily at the operating room door. "Why am I not in there with her right now when-" An excruciatingly painful scream could be heard from inside, stopping his words. "Luna…" he whispered.

Ignis let out a tired sigh. He had seen enough of such antics. "Oh, I don't know. If I'd venture a guess it might be because they only allow the husband to be in the delivery room, Prompto."

3. Everyone wants attention

"My turn, Gladio!" Prompto was bouncing on the balls of his feet, very clearly excited. He watched as the baby reached out for Gladiolus's fingers and he was desperate to do the same.

Gladiolus on the other hand, looked irritated at his words. "Excuse me?"

"You've held him for 5 minutes. My turn," he whined.

The baby in Gladiolus's arms let out a gurgle and Gladiolus smiled at him before turning to Prompto. "That time limit is stupid. I'll hold him for as long as I want."

"I wanna hold him, come on!" Prompto reached out to take him from Gladiolus but the older man shoved his hands away with his body.

"Quit it," he warned Prompto.

"My turn!" Prompto said as he insistently tried to take the baby for himself. Gladiolus continuously tried to keep the baby away from Prompto's grasp, even going as far as to hoist the baby up in the air with one hand. This did not deter Prompto from trying to reach for him, however.

They were all startled when the little baby started shrieking. Gladiolus tried to calm him down to no avail. Ignis finally stood up and Gladiolus willingly gave the little prince to him.

"Idiots. The lot of you," he scolded.

Within seconds, the crying stopped and the baby started to make contented gurgles once more.

Prompto sidled up to Ignis's side. "Ignis. It's been 5 minutes. My turn."

4. First words

Seeing his son's pleased expression erased whatever frustration and fatigue Noctis always felt. He was currently taking a break from signing all sorts of documents. Lunafreya had an important matter to attend to so now Noctis was lucky he got to spend time with his little prince. The toddler was growing so fast that Noctis was afraid he'd miss something because he was working most of the time. His son had inherited the traditional Lucian royal traits of jet black hair and blue eyes. His eyes were Lunafreya's ice blue color, however. He had a bit of Noctis and Lunafreya in his features and he brought joy to everyone in the citadel. Right now, he was seated on Noctis's lap, perfectly fine with watching whatever Noctis did. The little one had started saying random syllables now and the thought of hearing his first words excited even Noctis's weary old bones. As such, it was a current obsession of people in the citadel to try and get him to say their preferred words. Noctis was not exempt from that.

"Pa!" his son cried out excitedly. Noctis could not find it in himself to be disappointed. He had been trying for almost an hour to get his son to say 'Papa'. His son was all smiles and Noctis could only respond in kind.

"Good, good. Come on, just a little more," he coaxed. He was nowhere near giving up. "Papa," he said as slowly and as articulately as he could.

His son looked at him in confusion before smiling and shouting "Pa!"

"Pa-Pa," Noctis repeatedly patiently. He had the patience of a saint when it came to the little boy in his arms.

"Pa!" his son said with a little laugh.

"Not giving up, Noct?" Both father and son looked up to see Prompto taking a seat across from them. It was quite common for his friends to join them on his breaks.

"Po!" his son shrieked in excitement.

Noctis raise an eyebrow at his son's reaction before turning to Prompto. "Says the one who'd been trying to get him to say Prompto all day yesterday."

"Hey, I managed to get to 'Po'," Prompto answered before reaching out to ruffle the little prince's hair.

Noctis finally understood why his soon reacted that way. He was glad no one was one-upping him with this first word business.

Prompto had grown awfully attached to Noctis and Lunafreya's first born. It was not only him. Ignis, Gladiolus and even Cor always found time to play with him. Prompto flashed the toddler another smile before pouring himself a cup of tea. He sipped it before sighing in contentment.

Noctis got back to the task at hand. "Pa-pa," he said once more.

His son's blue eyes bore into his. "Pa!" he said with a giggle.

Noctis could not help but laugh. He wrapped the little one in his arms and held him tight. He loved this boy so much.

"Refreshments, anyone?" Ignis walked in with a tray full of tea and other confectioneries. He set it down in front of them.

"Thank you, Ignis," Noctis said gratefully.

"Igis, mik."

The sound of the little boy's voice shocked Noctis and Prompto.

Ignis smiled. "Milk? Of course, Young Majesty. The usual, yes?" He turned away and prepared the little prince's bottle.

Ignis and Prompto were slack-jawed and wide-eyed. They looked from the boy in Noctis's arms to their friend who was happily preparing a bottle of milk, completely at a loss for words.

5. Cooking lessons

Noctis watched with a grim countenance as his son pushed away the bowl in front of him. He turned back to Gladiolus who was slaving away in front of a stove. It was funny to see a bear of a man like Gladio wearing a frilly pink apron, hair tucked away in a hairnet and a facemask covering half his face but Noctis could not find it in himself to laugh. There was a more serious issue that had to be addressed.

"Code red, Gladio. He just spat out his mash."

Gladiolus looked up to meet his eyes. "Are you serious?"

Noctis nodded before noticing what Gladiolus had been doing. "That's counterclockwise. Ignis's instructions say to mix clockwise."

The older man glared at him. "The direction you mix doesn't have an effect, Noct."

"Just do it how Ignis says," Noctis replied.

They were currently here in the kitchen trying to prepare food for Noctis's son. Luna was in the dining room trying to feed the little prince but all her attempts resulted in failure. There was only one last option to try - Ignis's recipes. It was usually Ignis who prepared everything but he was off on a trip and everything fell to their hands. It was no small exaggeration to say they were royally screwed.

Noctis sighed and looked at the sheets of paper Gladiolus was intently trying to read. "It's just like Ignis to have a three-page recipe to make baby formula."

Prompto walked towards them. "It's simmered enough. I'm putting this in!" Noctis had no idea what Prompto just dropped into the pot but he knew Prompto was even more careful than usual. He always was when it came to the prince. He had taken a shine to the young royal and was spoiling him to the best of his abilities. Unlike Noctis and Gladiolus, he was actually enjoying every minute of what they were doing.

Gladiolus shook his head. For all his complaining, he was still diligently trying to finish the job. "Whatever happened to powdered milk that you just add water to?"

"Banned from the citadel last I heard. Something about having too many processed somethings." Noctis answered tiredly.

Gladiolus huffed but continued his task. "This is Ignis's fault. Spoiling the little guy so he can only eat gourmet things. Whoever heard of gourmet baby formula? You should just force Ignis to come back so he can fix this."

Noctis laughed without mirth. "And be personally acquainted with the pointy end of his wife's lance? No thanks. That woman can skewer a Kaiser Behemoth with that thing."

-xXx-

Author's note: Ugh. These things give me life. In the span of time it took me to write this, I already thought of 2 more scenarios. I'm in trouble. Still trying to think of a good name for their kid. It's a bit of a struggle. I've been trying Latin names but that's not really going anywhere. Anyway, I'm going to thoroughly enjoy writing these. These are mostly for my own enjoyment so please let me write them down, hahaha.