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Forcas walked across the cobblestone path of the church’s garden. After being unassigned his last human to watch over, the ones upstairs sent him down to check out earth, more specifically this church.

This church was well known in heaven for being…basically a cult. Sacrificial ceremonies, threatening members who got out of line, kidnapping innocent people to sacrifice, and abusing members who were literal children. So overall fucked up shit.

Once you joined, you couldn’t leave. Forcas hated this place because of it. As childish and unserious as he was, the thought of these people genuinely disgusted him.

No way that them of all people should be spreading the good lord’s name.

He didn’t even realize how much time had passed once he registered the sound of crying. Not an adult crying, but this sounded like someone younger…WAIT WAS A BABY CRYING?!

He found himself making his way to the front of the church, the source of the crying. That’s when he saw it…A small baby, crying her lungs out in a basket, face red and wet from tears.

The baby was pale with some freckles. She had these big blue eyes, and small little bubble braids that were the color of light blonde. She was wearing a small polka dot onesie, the main color was light blue and the dots were white. She couldn’t have been more than 3-4 months.

Also in the basket was a white fuzzy blanket she was bundled up in, and a small grey bunny plushie that was being gripped in one of her little hands, it looked pretty worn out. Attached to the basket was a note.

“If you’re reading this, I’m sorry.”

“I just…I can’t take care of her, it’s not safe for where I am. Her dad…he’s not a good man. I’ve ran away and can’t risk her coming with me, I know he’s gonna find me.”

“I know he’s going to kill me. I don’t want him to kill my baby too.”

“Please raise her right, make sure she doesn’t end up like me. I hope she ends up with a good happy life here. Please, I need her too. I need my baby Angelica to be happy.”

“To whoever is reading this, please know I tried to be the best parent I could. I just can’t, not with that monster constantly breathing down my neck.”

“Goodbye my baby.”

Angelica huh?

Forcas could see the note was stained with tears. He felt bad for whoever this woman was, and hoped she was safe. But he quickly turned his attention to the baby, kneeling down towards her.

The baby, now dubbed Angelica, looked at him with big curious eyes while crying still. She reached up for him, “ba…!” She babbled. That’s when something in him changed. His face softened.

…These nuns were going to take her. No, they couldn’t, they can’t…

They weren’t.

He reached down and picked up the basket and ran. Sure, he could teleport, but he acted on instinct. The church was in a pretty secluded area of the woods, with only the nearest town being pretty far from the outside of it.

After a lot of running, he finally stopped and sat up against a tree, taking Angelica out the basket and putting her in his lap. “God why’d I decide to run…” He muttered to himself.

He turned his attention back to Angelica, who was still crying during all of this. He gently wrapped the blanket that was in the basket around her, bundling her up in it and rocking her in his arms.

“Shh…Shh…it’s okay…I’m here…I’m right here…” He repeated over and over in a comforting voice. Angelica eventually was no longer crying. She reached up for him, babbling a bit. She was hungry, Forcas didn’t actually know how long she was at the church’s doors for.

Thanks to trusty angel magic, he quickly had a bottle of warm fresh milk appear in his hands. As he fed it to a hungry Angelica, he checked the basket for anything else, any baby stuff. But all there was was the little bunny plushie that she held onto earlier.

He sighed, guess he was gonna be using a lot of magic tonight…

After feeding her, he used some more magic to whip up a pacifier and put it in her mouth. As she sucked on it, she looked up at Forcas and reached for him, babbling behind the pacifier.

He chuckled and ruffled the small amount of hair on her head, then holding her so they were face to face. “You okay, kid?” Forcas asked jokingly. Angelica inspected him for a moment before trying to grab the gauze that covered one of his eyes.

Forcas laughed and stopped her tiny hand from reaching his eye. “No, no…you can’t do that. It’s not allowed.” He explained gently. Angelica whined but then looked at his hair.

She leaned forward and took a fistful of his hair, and yanked it back trying to eat it for some reason. Forcas let out a small yelp. “ow- OW! AH! NO DON’T DO THAT SWEETIE- AH!”

Angelica giggled but quickly got her hand pried away, which she wasn’t the most amused about. “Jesus…we gotta get you some manner classes kid.” Forcas said sarcastically.

“But first, I assume I should actually tell you who I am.” Angelica babbled curiously in response. “Well…I’m Forcas, and I’m an Angel. More specifically a guardian Angel.”

Angelica babbled. “I know, I certainly don’t look the part. I look more like a homeless old guy huh?” He chuckled. “Well, I am an angel. And…I guess I’m your new dad.”

Angelica broke out into a fit of babbles from it, reaching for him. Guess she was excited at having a new parent. Forcas couldn’t help but laugh. “Wow, you’re an energetic little guy arent ya?” Only to hear more babbled in reply.

A while later Angelica fell asleep in his arms. She was bundled up in her fuzzy blanket, pacifier in mouth and holding her little bunny plushie. Forcas stood up holding her, basket in other hand, and began walking towards a nearby abandoned cabin he knew was in this same woods.

This was gonna be her new home.

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Uh yeah so I decided to turn this into a small one shot book for this au. It will probably update extremely randomly, so no planned releases. :3

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Forcas groaned as he heard crying again. He looked at the clock, this time he got 2 hours of sleep. It was 5am…

It took a lot for him to get here. Having to talk to the man upstairs himself to let him actually adopt the kid, getting a bunch of baby stuff, and actually furnishing the cabin he found (but the last two were more easy because of angel magic).

He’d gone from a pretty respected guardian Angel who lived among the rested souls and other angels in heaven, to a tired dad who was now living on earth, his only company being a baby.

He got up slowly, glancing at himself in the mirror as he left the room. He now wore the same two pair of sweats that always had stains from spit up and baby food.

It was now into a month or two into living with Angelica. He stumbled into her little nursery, which he decorated with a night time theme that she seemed to love.

He peaked into the crib. Angelica was wriggling around in her swaddle as she cried, her stuffed bunny at the end of the crib. Forcas sighed as he unstrapped her from her swaddle, picking her up. “Angie sweetie…you just had to wake daddy up extra early did you?” He asked semi sarcastically.

The second Angelica had to opportunity to move around, she began punching and kicking Forcas since she was cradled directly against his chest. Forcas sighed, obviously her little kicks barely hurt, but it was still annoying.

“No, no sweetie…don’t kick daddy…” he helped her direct her little kicks to thin air. Once Angelica got all her movement out, she was no longer crying, but still fussy and whiny. He had an idea though. He reached into the crib and pulled out her bunny stuffie, holding it out in front of her.

“Hey! Why are you sad? Don’t be sad!” He said in the dumb voice, moving the bunny around like a puppet. Angelica instantly became interested in the bunny. “There we go! No more sad Angie!” He continued in the dumb voice. Angelica giggled a bit, slightly reaching for the bunny.

He placed the bunny in her little hands. She shook it around a bit while giggling and cuddling it, that little laugh…as much as a pain as Angelica was sometimes, Forcas loved his little girl to death.

Forcas gently put a pacifier in her mouth, Angelica giggled, instantly beginning to suck on it. He knelt down and placed her on her playmat, letting her roll around and get all her energy out.

He watched amused as Angelica rolled around the playmat like a little worm, bunny flopping around in her little hand, she was giggling though! Forcas rolled his eyes and smiled, “what am I gonna do with you…” he muttered.

She then looked up at him and babbled, wanting to be held again. Forcas happily picked her up, “awwww…did you miss daddy already?” Angelica just giggled in reply, reaching for him. Forcas laughed and baby talked her for another bit before exiting into the kitchen.

“I guess since you woke me up…how about we have breakfast! I’ll make you a nice warm bottle like you love!~” He booped her little button nose. Angelica just squealed and swatted at his face happily.

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Angelica let out another loud wail as she pounded against Forcas’s chest. She was teething now, a bit earlier than most babies. Forcas sighed and bounced Angelica in his arms. “Shhh…I know it hurts sweetie…” He said softly, “please calm down….awh… my little bunny…”

He kissed her cheek, she still continued to cry. He tried everything, cold foods, teething toys, hell even letting her chew on the table (which was evident by the now bite marks on it).

But nothing worked. He was getting worried, he was beginning to think he should take her to a pediatrician. He nervously opened her little mouth to look at the small baby teeth growing out of her gums.

Just then, Angelica bit down on his finger.

“Ow- OW! SHI-…” he caught himself on the swear.

He tried to pull his finger away but Angelica chomped down even harder. Forcas bit his lip to prevent screaming, Jesus Christ (do not use the son of god’s name in vain) babies were strong…

“N-No sweetie…ah! No chomping on daddy’s finger…” as he tried to coax her he realized something. Angelica stopped crying. He was so used to her wailing for the past few days that it very quickly became white noise to him.

“Oh of course this is the thing that gets ya stop crying…” He muttered to himself. He sat on the couch and leaned back, watching Angelica happily chew on his finger in his lap. “You’re like a Little vampire ain’t ya?” He asked sarcastically.

Angelica obviously didn’t reply, just made a little “nom” noise as she bit down again, sue was how content and happy, the painful feeling of her growing teeth being now satisfied. He happily babbled, wiggling around a bit in his arms.

“Oh now you’re happy, when daddy is suffering huh?” He rolled his eyes, not actually upset at her, she was just a baby, having teeth pierce through her gums to form. Obviously that’d be painful.

Angelica just giggled, making a small ‘nom!’ Noise once again in reply.