Pairing: Ezio Auditore de Firenze
Warning: none
Note: N/A
Requested by: no one
Ezio rested his chin on his palm, watching his ten-month-old daughter play with her blocks and dolls.
"Y/n," Leonardo's voice caught the said child's attention, "Come here." The baby girl blinked innocently at the inventor/painter then started to crawl towards her father instead.
"Such a daddy's principessa." (Princess) Leonardo told Ezio.
"What am I supposed to do, Leonardo? Ignore her?" Ezio replied, picking Y/n up.
"No, no, no! Of course not!" Leonardo quickly replied, "I did not mean it as an insult, I only meant to say she knows who her father is."
"Indeed she does." Ezio agreed, bopping Y/n's nose.
"She is my little caro." (Darling)
~ ~
Ezio patiently waited for Y/n to climb (more like crawl) the stairs to Monteriggioni. Every time Ezio tries to carry her, she throws a fit. Ezio took a sharp intake of air when he saw Y/n grab the ledge of a brick on the wall next to her, she stood up on shaky legs.
"Andiamo, tesoro. Puoi farcela!!" (Come on, honey. You can do it!)
With her little face of determination, Y/n took one step forward. Ezio ended up having to catch her before she hit the ground and crack her head open on the steps.
"Perhaps it's better to do it where there's carpet, Y/n."
Claudia coos at Y/n, changing the baby out of her baby clothes and into something more comfortable.
"AH HA! THERE'S MY GREAT NIECE!" Mario's booming voice caused Y/n to jump and start to cry.
Ezio cradled Y/n in his arms, trying to soothe her while shooting a glare at Mario for scaring the baby.
"Aw, I am sorry, little assassino." (Assassin) Mario said, pinching Y/n's cheek.
"She will not be an assassin, Uncle," said Ezio, "I will not let her."
"What if that is what she wants, nipote?" (Nephew) Mario replied, "Will you deny her that route?" Ezio bit his lip, tightening his grip on Y/n.
"I do not know." Ezio admits.
Ezio pondered over his uncle's words as he laid Y/n down for her nap. She has Auditore blood flowing through her veins, it is her birthright to be an assassin when she is older, yes, but what if it is not the life she wants like Claudia?
Ezio shook his head. This is not the time to think about that. Now, he has to focus on making it to her teenage years.
~ ~
"You look good," a familiar voice drawls from behind Y/n, she turned around and beamed at her father.
"Hi, Papa."
Ezio moves from leaning against the wall to stand next to his seventeen-year-old daughter.
"Sono fiero di te, figlia mia." (I'm proud of you, my daughter).
~ ~
"I hope you're still proud of me, Papa," said Y/n, looking down on a gravestone, "I got married and I have four wonderful children and an amazing husband now. I miss you, Papa. I love you."
Man. I've been writing depressing things, haven't I? Sorry about that and I also apologize about the horrible indenting. When it comes to indenting, Wattpad is shit.