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(Y/N) sighs heavily as she makes her way to 'The Last Drop'. She left Vander behind to continue chatting away with Benzo, with whatever guys talk about.

She moves past the taverns doors, only a handful of patrons left as she nods in greeting before slowly making her way towards her room.

Viktor..

What the hell did he want? She hadn't seen the young inventor since she herself was a teen. Since their entire home went to war and he just left her on that bridge to pursue his own selfish dream while others suffered?

Why, after all this time, did he suddenly feel the need to inform an enforcer of all things, that he misses her? That he sends his best? Fuck that.

(Y/N) had moved on with her life, so it's high time that crippled asshole do the same.

She sighs once more as she moves past Powder and Vi's room. Carefully peeking inside, she frowns as she sees their bed empty, the blue haired sisters inventions scattered along her mattress.

Reeling back, (Y/N) looks down and thinks for a minute, her brain turning for any ideas of where the two could be.

Her lips quirk up before her head does the same. Pulling her head back, she stares at the ceiling.

The roof.

...

Pushing the door open, (Y/N) welcomes the midnight air, goosebumps prickling her skin as the wind pushes against her.

The women smiles as she eyes the back of her kids head. Slowly, she creeps up behind the two before jumping up and wrapping each of her arms around their necks.

"Gotcha!" She yells, both Vi and Powder yelling as they stumble a bit. She bends down slightly, so the pink haired teen had to follow along.

"Why are you up here?" (Y/N) asks gently, releasing her hold before standing up straight, allowing Vi to straighten up and for Powder to sit back down.

"Just..admiring the view.." the eldest teen mumbles with a sigh, propping her hands on her hips. (Y/N) nods gently before looking up and taking in Piltover's beauty.

Several miles away she could she the academy, it's walls tall and proud as airships glide past. She fiddles with the tips of her fingers as she thinks of a skinny, tall boy with a limp, someone she held so close to her heart.

"You know.." she starts, kicking her lips before continuing. "I have..a friend..in the academy." She mumbles, both girls head shooting towards her in shock.

"Seriously?!" Vi breaths out with a laugh, looking up at her guardian with a wide smile.

"Yes!" (Y/N) chuckles, "He was from here, born and raised." Gesturing to the large buildings in the distance she continues. "He's a genius, his gifts deserved far better recognition than what we could offer." Her voice grows quiet towards the end as her children listen, she looks down towards Powder and tuns her fingers through her daughter's hair.

"You remind me of him..your brain is far too clever for this place." The blue haired girl smiles brightly, her eyes big and full of hope.

(Y/N) smiles before turning towards her eldest. "You on the other hand are just like Vander." Vi scoffs and raises her brow. "Why? Because I refuse to fight for my home? Or is it because I'll just end up pouring drinks and smoking pipes for the rest of my days." She intends for it to be a joke, but by the tone of her voice her sister and mother both knew she was anything but amused.

Vi tries to speak up but (Y/N) cuts her off. "You're stubborn." She laughs the phrase out. "Neither of you will take 'no' for an answer, there's no stopping the pair of you." She watches as her daughter's face softens, and gently pats her shoulder.

"It's the one thing I admire so much about you." Her gaze softens as she looks out towards the city. "And one of the things I love about that hot headed man." She smiles, and raises her brows as her kids look up at her with small knowing smirks.

"Shut up." (Y/N) quickly says after a moment

They all burst into small giggles, and (Y/N) feels herself begin to relax. She bends down and seats herself beside Powder, Vi joining her before they all settle into a comfortable silence.

(Y/N) breaths out a heavy sigh, the green lights of the undercity mixing with the golden hue of Piltover.

She often wondered about the people she had once grown so close to during her visits to the great city, the small professor that she would often sit with and discuss the wonders of technology to the very late hours of the evening, to her friend, Viktor, who would often sneak snacks during their lectures together.

Despite everything, (Y/N) wouldn't give up the life she had now for anything. Her kids, her bar, her friends, Vander, she loved every single part of her life in the undercity. Everything was right where it was supposed to be.

She looks up before wrapping her arms around her kids and bringing them in close, her eyes set in determination of wanting to build a future where the two people she cared for more than anything could have whatever they ever wanted. No matter how long she'd have to fight for it.

"One day, this whole city's gonna respect us, just you wait.."

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