Chapter 17

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Draculaura was holding Clawdeen and rocking her. Draculaura was sitting outside while holding the 18 month old, she wanted some fresh air and figured Clawdeen could use some. Clawdeen giggled and pulled on Draculaura's ear, Draculaura gently pushed her paw down and sat her on a purple blanket. Clawdeen crawled back onto her lap and cuddled her

Draculaura: no, take a nap

Clawdeen whimpered as Draculaura sat her back on the blanket. Clawdeen pounded her fist on the ground and suddenly yelled

Clawdeen: MAMA!

Draculaura felt her heart stop as her breathing quickened. she picked Clawdeen up

Draculaura: w-what did you just call me...?

Clawdeen grabbed Draculaura's fingers

Clawdeen: mama...

this brought tears to Draculaura's eyes as she hugged Clawdeen tightly

Draculaura: you called me... mama? you think I'm fit to be a mom? I didn't... your not... why?

Clawdeen just cuddled her new mother

Clawdeen: Mama!

Draculaura sat her back on the ground to process this. did Clawdeen really see her as her mom? why her? she didn't notice Clawdeen using the tree to stand up and took her first step toward Draculaura who was shocked

Draculaura: not only did you call me mom, your walking!

Draculaura ran back to the house to call for everyone who came rushing out. they all knelt down to Clawdeen to get her to walk to them. Clawdeen looked at Draculaura hiding behind Frankie

Clawdeen: Mama!

everyone gasped after hearing the word. Draculaura went and picked up Clawdeen

Cleo: Awww! she thinks your her mommy!

Draculaura: is it a good thing?

Frankie: Of Course! and we're dating, so that means, I'm A Mama Too!

Clawdeen grabbed Frankie's hand

Clawdeen: Mama!

Frankie hugged Draculaura and little Clawdeen

Draculaura: she's probably just getting used to talking, I'm sure after a couple days she'll get over it

3 YEARS LATER

Draculaura was reading a book

Clawdeen: mommy?

she looked over at Clawdeen who had just awoken from a nap and yawned

Draculaura: what?

Clawdeen: I pooped

Draculaura face palmed

Draculaura: I thought we agreed that you would tell someone when you had to go!

Draculaura carried Clawdeen toward the sink

Clawdeen: I want cookies!

Draculaura: your getting pretty old for diapers, your three

Draculaura turned on the sink, took off Clawdeen's diaper, cleaned her up and placed on a fresh diaper

Clawdeen: awe we going outside today mommy?

Draculaura didn't say anything

Clawdeen: mommy?

Draculaura just picked her up and carried her into her room and sat her on her and Frankie's shared bed

Dracualura: I want to finish my book, play or go back to sleep

Clawdeen: awe you angwy?

Draculaura: well I'm certainly not happy and you know why

Clawdeen: *tears* mama...

Draculaura left the room where Clawdeen started sobbing

Clawdeen: *sob* MAAAAMAAAA *sob* MAMA *sob* MOMMY!!! *sob*

Draculaura ignored her but turned around after reaching the stairs, feeling bad

Draculaura: she won't learn anything if I go back.. right?

Clawdeen: MAAMAAA *sob* MOMMY *sob* MAMA *sob*

suddenly she stopped crying. Draculaura walked back to the room to see Clawdeen curled up into a ball, sniffling and silently crying

Draculaura: oh, Clawdeen...

Draculaura hugged the baby

Draculaura: come here sweetheart

Clawdeen: Mama!

Draculaura: I'm sorry for being mad, but we've talked about this and-

Clawdeen began crying again. so Draculaura covered her up and held her until she fell asleep

THE NEXT NIGHT

Clawdeen hopped on Draculaura and Frankie's bed. Draculaura made Frankie take her. Frankie carried Clawdeen over to the sink and changed her diaper

Frankie: Clawdeen honey, lets go for a walk tonight

Clawdeen: outside?

Frankie: not for long, it's dangerous, so hold me and mommy's hand the whole time

LATER

Cleo was packing Clawdeen's bag with some snacks when Clawdeen tried stuffing Crescent into the bag but Cleo set her back on the ground

Cleo: no, no Clawdeen. Crescent isn't coming

Clawdeen climbed into the bag

Clawdeen: can Clawdeen come?

Cleo: can she?

Cleo kissed her forhead

Cleo: of course you can!

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