Guess what, how about THIS ONE: “just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” (Also, I saw this and I thought OOH NEW PROMPT LIST TO REBLOG but haha you reblogged it from me)

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Sequel of sorts to More Important Things (originally written for @sn-4rk)

I don’t think it’s necessary to read that first, though. 

[Yes, I am answering these out of order- I can’t control my inspiration, okay??]

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Fest, 26 BBY

Isobel Jeron Andor was too little to remember when Andrés was born– she doesn’t remember a time when she didn’t have one little brother, but she understands what’s going on when she suddenly has two little brothers. 

The New Brother is very little– littler than what she was expecting, especially after how big Mamá’s tummy got, but she’s still fascinated by his tiny, scrunched-up face and huge dark eyes that never stop searching around the room. 

Papá lets her hold him before Andrés, and she’s quite proud, even though Papá never quite lets go of her arms when she has the tiny bundle of blankets against her shoulder. This is also different than what she was expecting. It’s not like holding one of her dolls at all– this thing moves and squirms in her arms, makes odd whimpering, snuffling noises next to her ear when she tries to adjust her grip. 

“Stop moving, Cassian,” she says (because that’s the New Brother’s name). “I’m your big sister, and I love you.” She wishes Cassian would just understand, she’s only going to protect him.

But instead Cassian’s eyes screw shut and he starts crying, which scares Isobel at first because it’s right next to her ear (although she does her best to hide it, because Andrés is watching). Mamá is quick to lean over and take Cassian back, rocking him and petting the soft hair on his head. 

Isobel glares at the ground and tries not to be upset. “Why doesn’t he like me?” 

“He’s a baby, mija,” Papá says. “Babies cry sometimes.” 

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