This is all The_Sage_Ninja_Morro

Hope you like my weirdly placed humour LOL

Also is it Humour or Humor?

BCZ every time I wrote humour and it shows wrong

Then again my mother was taught in a British school so she learned British spelling

But I live in America so it shows as wrong

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

.... Enough of my own life. Baby LloydSoulStealer ( We can just call her Sage BCZ We can't have Morro call his kid ' Grim Reaper' Or ' Soul Taker'

Because she's way too innocent

And Emma ( @The_Sage_Ninja_Morro isn't gonna like if I call Sage ' LloydSoulStealer'

But for the purpose of this story I will.))

:D 

This is gonna be fun

ESP. When I see EMMA'S FACE HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

.... No I'm not a witch

But I should stop typing because you're getting bored

... Right?

If Not I could just keep on ranting about

Also Sage is gonna have black hair, peach skin ( BECAUSE WE AIN'T GONNA MAKE A BABY A GHOST) brown eyes and a streak of sage in her hair

And she's gonna have no teeth and cute wittle toes and hands

Awwwwww

And Chico's gonna be at home.

Now I'm just wonder-

* Kai*

NO EMMA IS TOO YOUNG AND SO IS MORRO

SHE IS NOT GOING TO A HOSPITAL BCZ SHE'S GONNA POP

* mia*

Oi fine. 

You're no fun.

* Kai*

I know

Maybe do the Prime Empire thing

* MiA*

Ugh fine. 

Emma what do you think?

* Emma*

PRIME EMPIRE 

* Mia*smirks*

Why?

* Emma*

..... Seriously Mimi?

* Mia*

Fine.

* Emma*

You're dangerous, you know that?

* Mia*

That's why you love me so much

* Emma*

I suppose. But seriously. You have a really twisted imagination

* Mia*

Oh COME ON! Is it MY fault at my uncle's house which is located near a golf course's windows keep breaking and they asked for my help?

* Emma*

No, but your ideas! Why builds a trapdoor and then makes the impact so hard they get a concussion ( true story)

* Mia*

Well the lion one wasn't that bad. Or the robots

* Emma* sarcastic*

Yeah. They tame lions to rip their heads off.

And robots with lasers

* Mia*

Okay, maybe not my BEST ideas.

* Emma*

You think?

* Mia*

Well.... why can't you and Morro get a baby the REAL WAY?!

* Emma*

Because he's eight and I'm seven girl

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I can imagine @The_Sage_Ninja_Morro 's face when she sees this LOLLLLL

Mia stepped out of the portal, carrying a basket.

It consisted of a teddy bear, blanket, pillow, and a bunch of other little knock knacks.

Morro and Emma were waiting. " What was so great you had to drag me out of my painting lesson?" Morro asked. " I was drawing a perfect dagger!"

The girls stared at him. " Uh.... Ok?" Emma nodded.

Mia shook her head and handed them the basket. " Here you go."

Morro took it, and almost fell to the ground. " Why is this so heavy?!" He groaned.

Mia rolled her eyes. " Check."

Emma hesitantly walked to the basket and took the blanket off.

Right there was a black haired girl, peach skin, green colored streak in her hair, and dressed in green clothes.

" Ack!" Morro yelped, almost dropping the basket.

Mia caught it. " Be careful!" She scolded.

" Sorry! I was caught off guard!"

Emma gently picked the baby up and held her close. " Oh, Morro. Look at our baby."

Morro nodded lovingly. " This is adorable. The start of our little family."

" What's her name?" Emma asked, looking up.

" Look in the basket."

Morro rummaged through the contents and picked a paper up. In fine print, it said, 

Name- LloydSoulStealer

Birthdate

Mother- Emma 

Father- Morro

Emma scanned through. " LloydSoulStealer?!"

Mia shrugged, unfazed. " It's a good name."

" No it's not"! Morro said, crossing his arms.

" We need to rename her." Emma agreed.

" Be my guests."

The new parents thought for a few seconds. Then, Morro came up with an idea. 

Why don't we name her Ugly?"

The girls stared at him. " Wha- NO!" Mia yelled. 

" How would you feel if your name was Ugly? You'd be bullied a lot!"

" Soul Reaper?"

The girls stared. " NO!" They yelled.

Morro sighed. " Fine. Death?"

" What?!" Emma exclaimed.

" Gothic?!"

Emma let out a huff. " No."

Morro frowned. " At least name her Dagger!"

Emma sighed. " No way Jose."

Mia, who was thinking thoughtfully, piped up. " What about Ghost?"

" Death Valley?"

" Stinky Toes?"

Emma sighed. " How about Sage?"

Mia and Morro gave her a look. " No!"

Morro scratched his head, looking a bit frustrated. "Okay, okay, what about... Hreifg4ro4uyr794549084911?"

Mia blinked. "What... on earth is that supposed to be?"

"It's creative!" Morro insisted. "It's unique! No one would have that name!"

Emma rubbed her temples. "That's not a name, Morro. That's a keyboard smash."

Morro huffed. "Fine. What about 7509354hf49t84yt085?"

Both Emma and Mia groaned. "Morro, are you just hitting random keys?" Mia asked, crossing her arms.

"No, I'm thinking outside the box!" Morro protested, clearly proud of himself.

Emma gave him a deadpan look. "Our baby isn't going to be named after a bunch of numbers and letters. She's a human, not a password."

Morro shrugged. "Okay, okay... how about Tressaisugly?"

Mia's eyes widened. "MORRO!"

"What?" he said defensively. "I think it's funny!"

Emma shot him a glare that could cut glass. "You are not naming our child something mean. How would you feel if you were named 'Ugly' or something worse?"

Morro held up his hands. "Alright, alright. What about... Treena?"

Mia and Emma both looked at him for a moment. It wasn't terrible, but it didn't seem quite right either.

Emma sighed. "I think we should stick with something a little more... simple. Something that sounds nice and isn't insulting or weird."

Morro tapped his chin dramatically, trying to come up with more random names. "Okay, how about... Ghostlynight? Shadowblade? Darknessfoot?"

Mia and Emma both groaned loudly, clearly at the end of their patience.

"Honestly, how about we just go with Sage like I suggested earlier?" Emma asked, exasperated.

Mia shrugged. "Sage isn't bad, actually. It's kind of nice."

Morro raised an eyebrow, considering it. "Sage... Sage... hmmm, it's not edgy, but I guess it'll work."

Emma smiled in relief. "Finally! Sage it is."

Morro reluctantly nodded. "Fine, I'll agree. Sage sounds okay."

Emma smiled down at the baby girl in her arms. "Welcome to the family, Sage."

Mia clapped her hands together. "There we go! A proper name, and no weird numbers or random syllables."

Morro pouted for a second before leaning over to look at Sage. "You're lucky your mom vetoed all the awesome names I came up with," he whispered dramatically, earning a giggle from Emma and Mia.

Sage, oblivious to all the name drama, squirmed in Emma's arms and let out a small, happy coo, as if to signal her approval of her new name.

Morro stared down at baby Sage, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Okay, now that we've settled on the name... can I teach her how to use a dagger?"

Mia blinked at him, processing what he'd just said. "Wait, what?"

"Yeah!" Morro said, completely serious. "It's never too early to start! I was practically born with a blade in hand!"

Emma looked horrified. "Morro, she's a baby! She can't even hold her head up, let alone a weapon!"

Morro waved a hand dismissively. "Details, details. She'll learn quick. I'll just start her with the basics. You know, proper grip, safety first—"

Mia didn't even wait to hear the rest of it. She promptly fainted, her body going limp and hitting the floor with a soft thud.

Emma gasped, rushing over to Mia. "Mia! Are you okay?"

Meanwhile, Morro looked completely baffled, scratching his head as he stared down at his fainted sister ( Mia's gang is one big family so). "What? What did I do?"

Emma shot him a glare. "Morro, you can't just talk about teaching a *baby* how to wield a dagger! Look at her! You shocked Mia into fainting!"

Morro looked genuinely confused. "But... it's a life skill! You know, like walking or talking. It's important!"

Emma groaned, shaking her head as she fanned Mia. "Morro, I think there are several steps before we get to teaching Sage anything about weapons. Like teaching her to crawl or, I don't know, how to exist without falling over."

Morro crossed his arms, grumbling. "Fine. I'll wait. But you can't deny she'll be a natural when the time comes."

Emma just sighed, continuing to tend to Mia, who slowly started to come to. Morro, however, still looked completely innocent, muttering under his breath. "I don't see what the big deal is..."

After Mia finally stirred and sat up, she rubbed her head, still a little woozy from the shock of Morro's ridiculous dagger idea. Emma helped her sit upright, and after a moment, Mia groaned and shot Morro a tired look.

"Morro... just give Sage some milk," she said, trying to steer him into something less absurd.

Morro nodded enthusiastically, as if that was the easiest task in the world. "Sure, I can do that."

Mia sighed in relief, thinking he was finally getting the hang of things. But then, he paused, looking genuinely confused.

"Uh... but I need a cow for that, right?"

Mia's eyes widened, and she slapped her forehead so hard it made a loud thwap. "Morro!"

Emma burst out laughing, holding baby Sage close. "Morro, that's not how it works!"

Morro blinked, still looking puzzled. "But where else does milk come from?"

Mia let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You get baby formula or, you know, milk that's already in a bottle."

Morro's eyes lit up with sudden realization. "Ohhh, right! That makes way more sense. Okay, where do I find the bottle?"

Emma shook her head, chuckling. "I'll show you, Morro. Let's just leave the cow out of it for now."

Morro shrugged. "Fine, but if you need a cow later, I'm your guy."

Emma handed Mia baby Sage, then went to help Morro with the bottle. It took a little longer than expected, with Morro still trying to figure out how baby bottles worked. But once they had it ready, they returned to the spot where Mia and Sage had been.

Only... they were gone.

Emma's eyes widened as she looked around the room, panic starting to rise. "Mia? Sage?" she called out, searching every corner.

Morro scratched his head, glancing around in confusion. "Where'd they go?"

Emma hurried to the window and looked outside. That's when she froze, her eyes narrowing as she spotted something unexpected. "Oh, no..."

Morro joined her at the window and grinned. "Well, would you look at that!"

There, on the grass outside, were Mia and baby Sage. Mia was twirling around with Sage in her arms, humming a tune and doing a sort of playful dance. Sage, in her baby state, was giggling in delight, her little hands reaching up as Mia twirled her gently.

Emma groaned, slapping her forehead. "Oi... Mia!"

Morro, however, just chuckled. "Relax, Emma. She took care of the ninja when they turned into babies, remember? I think she can handle Sage."

Emma let out a long sigh, her hands on her hips as she watched the two. "Still, that's not what I had in mind when I said 'take care of her'."

Morro shrugged, grinning proudly. "Hey, at least Sage is having fun."

Emma shook her head, though a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "I suppose... I just hope Mia doesn't try teaching Sage some ninja moves next."

Morro's grin grew wider. "Give it time."

Two hours later, after plenty of dancing, laughing, and baby giggles, Sage finally dozed off in Mia's arms. The peacefulness was almost enough to make Mia relax... almost.

Morro, sitting nearby with his feet up on the table, stretched his arms lazily. "Well, that was fun," he said, stifling a yawn. "Now that she's asleep, I'm gonna hop online and see how I can turn her into a werewolf."

Mia's eyes snapped wide open, and she almost dropped Sage from the shock. "What?!" she hissed, quickly adjusting her hold on the baby before glaring at Morro. "You can't be serious."

Morro raised an eyebrow as he pulled out his phone, already typing away. "Oh, I'm very serious. Just think about it. Sage—our little werewolf baby. It'll be cool!"

Mia rubbed her temples, muttering under her breath, "It's gonna be a long day."

Emma, who overheard as she walked back into the room, sighed heavily. "Morro, no. We are not turning our daughter into a werewolf."

Morro looked up, feigning innocence. "Why not? It's just a little... enhancement."

Emma crossed her arms, giving him a firm look. "Because we don't need any more chaos, thank you very much."

Morro shrugged, still scrolling through his phone. "Alright, fine. No werewolves... for now."

Mia shot him a tired glare. "You're gonna drive me crazy."

Morro grinned, not at all fazed. "That's part of my charm."