Prompt #4 - "I'm right here, okay? You're all right."

Summary - More platonic KaixNya...except angsty this time. Oh, we do love some good angst.

Dedication - alirxi asked me to write her a oneshot as though I were a THREE-YEAR-OLD, so I'm taking some creative license here and writing this from three-year-old Nya's POV. (Some of you are *rightly* screaming, "OH HECK NO I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING-")

***(Nya's POV)***

"M-mommy?" I swallow, holding tight to my mother's waist. My arms aren't long enough to wrap all the way around her, but I grab onto her belt and hope she can hold me closer than I can her.

She places a finger over her mouth and pats my head.

"Who's - who's out dere?" I ask, quieting my voice like she said.

She shakes her head back and forth a bunch of times, covering my mouth with her hand. I let go of her belt and try to pull her fingers away from my face, but she doesn't move.

Why won't she? Is she scared of that man outside, too? I thought mommy knew him.

So why did daddy start yelling at him? Why did mommy take my hand and run to the closet?

The door shakes, and I jump. Mommy shoves me behind her just as I hear bubby's voice.

"I'm here," bubby says, opening the closet door. Mommy grabs his arm and pulls him inside.

"Stay with your sister," she says really quietly. "I'm going after your dad." And she lets me go and runs, shoving the door closed really hard behind her.

My lips begin to wobble. "M-mommy?" I ask.

Bubby turns toward me and pulls me toward him in a giant hug. "I'm right here, okay? You're all right, Nya."

I wiggle against his arms. "I want mommy."

"She's busy right now," bubby says. "Don't worry, she'll be back as soon as she helps dad kick that guy's butt."

I close my eyes and bury my face in bubby's shirt. "But - but I want her now."

"She'll be back, Nya. I promise."

"Pinkie-pwomise?"

"I - " But he shakes his head. "Shh. We have to be quiet."