WK fan art - "kids" - Crawford and Schuldig in the year 2486

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Fandom: Weiss Kreuz
Rating: G-rated and utterly safe for work
Characters: Crawford, Schuldig, and a passel of future leaders of the galaxy

Notes: I read somewhere that both of a child's parents had to have the gene for red hair (whether it was expressed or not) in order for that child to have red hair. I decided Crawford does not have that gene, and therefore we're denied a pack of wee redheaded hellions. (At least in this AU.)

It's the year 2486 and men can combine their DNA to create offspring. I know mpreg is something for which I have a soft spot but few others do, so let us draw a veil over how their progeny came to be (it's up to you).

I really hope their futuristic beige jumpsuits show up on your monitor and don't blend in with their skin--I assure you this clan does not go in for naked space travel. XD

Well, unless Schuldig catches Crawford alone in a shuttle pod.

Comments

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Because it must be a real mess to live together with so many people who think they know it all because they probably do, between what they can 'see' and what they can read from each other's minds!

Oh god, I would never survive. XD

All I can guess is that Crawford's experience running a crew comes in handy.

Really, Brad and Schuldig are probably golden until adolescence kicks in. When the defiance starts, all bets are off...

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That's when the telekinetic babysitter comes in handy...

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I think the Naoe-Takatori partnership may be too busy amassing their own faction of interplanetary leaders!

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You know Nagi would keep Mamoru barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen.

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Haha-- idk, I kinda like the idea of Nagi being the one getting knocked up, so he can be EXTRA grumpy. Mamorou would become adept at walking on eggshells and giving massages! The household staff would cower in fear!

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I can see it...

"YOU! YOU did this to me... " *barf*

Mamoru cowers and backs away slowly. In a panic he calls the only one he knows will know how to fix this...

"He HATES me... he's so sick. What do I do?"

*evil snicker* Relax... I'll bring you a pair of kneepads... *snickers some more*

"UGH! WHY do I bother calling you?!"

"Because you know I'm always right. Think about it. Where did Nagi learn that precocious little attitude of his from, hmmmm?"

"Yeah... well..."

"Trust me... it'll work. In fact, it's the only that does work with any kind of reliablity. You only have another 5 months to go..."

'I really hate you sometimes."

"Remember the puppydog eyes. He's a sucker for big BLUE puppydog eyes. Trust me on that one." *snicker*

"...why do I bother..."

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Hee!

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Omg, at least none of them are pirokinetics. That would be literally hell.