GIVE HIM A BABY!!!

No, seriously. Give him a baby. He was probably going to be a great dad and if this worked well, maybe Kenzie would give him one, too. It was the perfect plan. Chicks dug a fatherly guy. They whole burping and bouncing thing made them absolutely weak in the knees. That was the whole reason he bothered to sign up for this thing. He was going to look a ma z i n g.

Kodee swaggered into the classroom, giving the dolls a cursory look before walking right over to Schmoe with all the confidence of someone sure he was going to nail this.

"I'll need a boy, he's gonna be Kodee jr." This was...like...a restaurant, yeah? You just...ordered the baby and...paid the money? No money? Got a good grade? O for effort? Yeah, however this worked. "The name might be a work in progress but it'll probably happen. His mum's not here, but you can go ahead and put her down, too. Mackenzie Motts--can I have that one? It looks like a winner."

Point. Point. The one right there. He'd be a lady killer one day.

Right, Bernie could T O T A L L Y raise a baby. It wasn't that different from raising a cat, and even though she'd actually never been allowed 'round cats OR babies, as the official Muggle Studies Assistant Professor Teaching Assistant, she was fully confident in her abilities to rock this assignment.

"Hello, Professor Schmoe." Bernie bounced up to him, all ready to GO. "Do you need help passing out babies? I can hand them out. I can hand off the diaper bags if you need me to." Anything he needed, she'd help with!

And then she could pick her baby out last, like, they could save the best one for her. Mmkay thanks!

Muggle Studies had, surprisingly, come easy for Isla so far. She had a pretty good idea why, and that was because she had gone to muggle primary school from ages four to eleven. The choice of schooling didn't make sense to her at first, but now she was starting to see how beneficial it was to know the best of both worlds.

Having said that...

NOTHING could prepare her for what she was about to do. She was only eleven years old! Sure, she was literally weeks away from turning twelve, but twelve was young, too! She wasn't ready to be a mama and no desire to help some tiny human with messy diapers and feeding times.

But here she was anyway...

"Hello, Professor," she said. "If you hear of anybody looking for a co-parent, let me know!" She'd be a single mother if she had to, but if there was somebody willing to take in a messy diaper or two, she would not start complaining.

A BABY? Who in their right mind would give a baby (fake or otherwise) to a second year? Maybe she could get someone older to help her, but Phoebe didn't have a lot of hope that fifth or sixth or seventh year could parent a fake baby either.

But it sounded FUN, so. Phoebe followed the bouncing Bernie at a only-slightly more sedate pace, waiting for her dormmate to stop playing 20 questions with Professor Schmoe. The moment that Bernie paused for breath, Phoebe grabbed her hand and swung it.

"We're gonna be mommas. Sign us up for a baby. Oh, should we do one of those hyphenated names?"

Stella was a bit nervous about this and practically blushing a bit to herself. Okay... so she was going to be a mum to a fake baby for three months no biggie. Oceanus offered to help her with this assignment so she was good, did that make him the 'daddy'? Okay... that sounded a bit weird seeing how she was fifteen and he was sixteen.

Walking into the classroom she smiled at Professor Schmoe. " Hello Professor, I hope your well today, any gender will do for me, I'm not picky. " As for naming she and Oceanus had this covered, they were amazing at naming their dogs and horses. Stella raised puppies and horses this wasn't too much different was it? Oh... boy she hoped Oceanus was ready for this.

... Blake was a second year... did he really want to particpate in this ... well did he really have a choice? It was necessay for a grade after all. And since he you know was part muggle he had a good idea as to what muggle babies needed.

He was looking around to see if there was anyone interested in co-parenting. Blake noticed Bernadette and took a step toward he. Things had been strange lately .. but nothing they couldn't over come... but then he noticed some other kid grab her hand ... Blake's face flushed with jealousy ... excitement for her and turned away.

Noticing Isla looking for a partner as well he smiled. "I'll co-parent with you Isla!" He added .. smiling .. it's just like playing house... which of course he didn't do anymore ever since he was a 'MAN'.

BABIES!

Okay, so these weren't REAL babies, but they were still kind of cute, and Cecelia liked the idea of getting to take care of one. She'd watched her mum and dad take care of Sammy, after all, and it didn't even seem so hard! She was going to be AMAZING at this!

"Hello Professor! I'll take a baby! A nice one, if you can manage. My little brother was the nicest baby and I'd like one like that. Not much of a crier, liked all the different baby foods, always up for an adventure or a nap." Just the normal stuff, you know... "Oh and I'll co-parent OR be on my own, doesn't matter to me!" She smiled and shrugged. She was game for an-y-thing.

It literally didn't take any time at all for her to find a co-parent. The professor hadn't even had time to respond to her request yet, and along came Blake. "Thanks, Blake! This is going to be so much more fun with a friend to work with," she said. Actually, she wasn't quite sure how she really felt about this yet. She wasn't sure if, in the end, she'd use the word 'fun'. Maybe. Maybe not. What she meant, though, was that trying to be an eleven-year-old mother would be so much better with another kid her age trying to figure things out, too.

Well, it was settled then. She took a seat by Blake. I mean, if they were going to doing this whole parenting thing together, they should probably be seated together when the bug moment came...when their new baby was placed in their arms! This would be just like it was when she was super little and still played with baby dolls.

Except...this came with real diaper changes. O_O.

Valencia was very curious. She had plenty of experience with babies. She had little cousins (and people she wasn't related to that she also called cousins). She was also mildly lowkey excited. There was something appealing and satisfying about having something depend on you. She'd read quite a few psychology books and was curious about the dolls potential effect on her.

"Hello Professor." she greeted.

Nora walked into the classroom, still thinking this was a crazy assignment to take, all the diapers she had to change, the feeding, the back patting to make the /baby/ burp, the hours of sleep she'd lose. But then, Ethan had agreed (though kind of fought the thought for a moment) to help, which encouraged her a little bit more to do it.

They could make it, three months. No big deal, right?

"Good day, Professor! I'll take a baby. My partner isn't here yet, Ethan Denton, we're gonna co-parent..." Her words, felt like an oath. They were going to take care of a doll baby 24/7 for three months.

Cole walked into the muggle studies classroom, wondering not for the first time if he was crazy to want try parenting a baby doll. He probably hadn't really grasped all that he was required to do from changing diapers to the feeding for the next 3 months. At least Cole wasn't going to be doing this alone. He'd do it with Claudine. They'd team and give each other encouragement when needed, yes?

Approaching Professor Schmoe he said "Good day Professor Schome. Can I get a baby, any gender works. I'm gong to co-parent with Claudine Blaze. She'll be here in a minute." Hopefully Claudine hadn't gotten cold feet. Cole was not doing this alone.

Islay walked into muggle studies and just sort of stood there for a moment as she took everything in. Babies. She was about to care for a small almost impossibly real fake baby. Walking over to the front of the room the still quite young brunette simply smiled at the Professors.

”good day Professor Schmoe,” Islay smiled over to the Professor as he played with his fidget spinner. ”…sir, I have one question is there anything that we need to avoid using on these faux-babies that will ruin our marks?” she asked thinking slightly about the story her mother aunt had told her about how she had done one of these assignments back in the day…and about her classmate that had shorted out his doll by making it a suit of armor out of tinfoil.

SPOILER!!: Cole! <3

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Cole walked into the muggle studies classroom, wondering not for the first time if he was crazy to want try parenting a baby doll. He probably hadn't really grasped all that he was required to do from changing diapers to the feeding for the next 3 months. At least Cole wasn't going to be doing this alone. He'd do it with Claudine. They'd team and give each other encouragement when needed, yes?

Approaching Professor Schmoe he said "Good day Professor Schome. Can I get a baby, any gender works. I'm gong to co-parent with Claudine Blaze. She'll be here in a minute." Hopefully Claudine hadn't gotten cold feet. Cole was not doing this alone.

First off, she was never going to be a parent in the future. Second, was this stupid assignment necessary? It wasn’t as though Claudine was considering a career in the medical field so it would be a good experience to possess. She still had been considering skipping the project when Cole had asked her to be his partner. At first, she was rather reluctant. Had she been considering doing the project, she would have worked solo as usual. But after giving it some thought, especially after they spent time sketching and talking about art, she decided to accept his request.

The second year stepped into the Muggle Studies classroom and spotted Mr. Hair immediately. This meant she was right on the time they had agreed to. “Hi, Cole. Hello, Professor.’’ There was no smile, just the usual solemn Claudine even though she was pleased to an extent to see Schmoe. “Would this ‘baby’ have life-like movements?’’ Since they were able to do magic, she wouldn’t put it pst Schmoe to enchant the baby to make it seem real at times.

This long term assignment was weird, did he know? How was a castle full of teenagers going to deal with babies? She had a baby brother at home and she knew how loud he could scream when something was wrong, what if all the dolls would scream at the same time, what if they did in another class? Chloe stopped at this thought and started to laugh, she could picture being int he Headmaster's class and the babies all going off at once.


In all seriousness though Chloe felt she could handle this. She had been around babies and when Aidan was born her mother made her help out a lot. It was her punishment that break for the cookie issue.

"Hi professor" she gave a wave as she went to find a spot to wait for her baby.

Out of all the people he anticipated would be eager to start this assignment, Kodee Chosen had not been one of them. It was a nice surprise, however, to see him so excited about a homework assignment. There were first times for everything. Ho, ho, ho. Finneas looked up at the Gryffindor, trying to hold back a laugh and ending up in an uncomfortable looking smile instead.

"Errrr, yes, that is all very well," though he wasn't sure how much Ms. Motts would appreciate the 'Kodee Jr.' bit. "There are plenty of options on the table, you can have your first pick." Meaning, that one he was pointing to. All his. "Go ahead and pick on out and err... retrieve one of the bags. Then we can get some forms signed and you'll be all set." Congratulations, you're almost a dad! Kind of.


"Hello, Bernadette," Finneas looked up from his desk and gave her a small smile. Was it a coincidence that all of the Gryffindors were arriving first, or had they all marched down from the tower as a group? Questions. Schmoe had them.

And evidently, so did she. Before Finneas could answer her, however, another Gryffindor (Phoebe James, for that matter) came along. "No need, Bernadette," though she did earn extra brownie points for offering her assistance. "You and Ms. Phoebe can go pick out the newest addition to your family."

Did he worry about having two young Gryffindors paired up? Yes. But Finneas worried about most things. "Grab a bag as well and then come back and we will get your forms signed."



"Hullo," Finneas chimed back. He would very much keep an eye out on--Oh, no need! The Muggle Studies Professor gave both of them a smile before motioning towards the dolls. "Go ahead and pick one out, then come to sign your forms." Baby? Bag? Forms? Easy peasy.


Honestly? If Finneas knew people would be this excited about homework, he would have done this aGES ago! Maybe. Errrr... It was also a risk. He looked up again as another Gryffindor made her way inside. So many Gryffindors. In a way, it almost felt fitting. "Errr, yes," he smiled uncomfortably. There was a spiel he was holding back, but only because this was not the time or the place. He motioned towards the tables, "pick one out and grab a bag, then we can errr make things official." He had things he needed them to sign and fill out.


Finneas gave young Cecelia a warm, awkward smile. "Hullo," before he could get another word in she began listing off preferences and Finneas found himself lost in her all of her words. "Well." Could he promise her all of that? Uh. "Maybe it would be best if you picked one out yourself, then," he nodded. Solutions! He had them. "And once you've done that and errr retrieved your baby bag, come back and we'll sign your papers to make it official."


Finneas looked up at their next arrival, fidget spinner still in hand btw. "Hello, Valencia," he motioned towards the tables with dolls. "Errr go ahead and pick one out... Grab a bag too, and we can get you started."


"Errrr very well," Finneas nodded, giving her an awkward smile. Denton was an interesting choice to be a co-parent. It also made Finneas wonder if there was anything going on between the two of them, not that it was his business but... Curious. He was that. "Pick out your little one and errrr grab a bag, we'll get to signing the papers afterwards."


Finneas decided to set his fidget spinner down now that there was a regular trickle of students coming in. "Good day, Cole," he felt slightly awkward with the choice of words, but time and place. He motioned towards the tables behind him, "feel free to take a look around. Grab one of the supply bags. If you errr, want to wait for Clau--" Perfect timing!

"Hullo," he blinked a few times as he greeted the young Slytherin. "... Limited movements. It's a doll, afterall!" BIG smiles all around. "As I was just telling Cole, you two can go pick out your baby and when you've done that, I'll just need you to sign off on some forms together."


Finneas turned, watching as Islay just... stood. It was a little nerve wracking for some inexplicable reason. "Er... Yes," he nodded. Her question was.... interesting. "Is there something... unconventional that you plan on using on them?" Because if there was to be a concern he would like to know now???

Errrr. "Babies are very sensitive, just keep that in mind. You should treat your as if it were real..." He had concerns. So many concerns. "If that is your only question.... Er... You can go pick yours out and then we can sign off on some papers."


You know, Finneas had many of the same concerns. What could possibly go wrong! He smiled at Chloe as she walked into the room, "Hullo!" She was waiting quite patiently, did she know? "Ms. McCarthy, feel free to pick one out and grab a baby bag... Then come back to me and we'll sign off on a few things before you can leave!"

This was HAPPENING!!

Not needing to be told twice, Kodee moved over to the babies and picked up Kodee Jr. Awwww, he had his nose--and look, he had Kenzie's eyes...y'know...if you kinda...squinted....and didn't look too hard....and pretended her eyes were super glossy, distant, unfeeling and shut off from emotion. Yep. Dems was his mama's eyes. This was going well.

Caaaaarefully--did Schmoe see how careful he was being? Did this earn him extra credit already? He could do it again if the man hadn't been watching. Kid had nothing to do til after lunch--Kodee picked the baby doll up, being sure to support his neck and wherever else needed it. Now where was the bag? Ah yes. The 7th Year shifted the doll to one STRONG, FATHERLY ARM then used the other to scoop up and sling the bag over his shoulder.

"Alright, where do I sign? How soon will I get the birth certificate? Who gets custody in the event of a divorce and who'll have the job of shouldering my emotional distress should this thing ruin my marriage?" These were all important questions. See how responsible he was being?

Father of the year.

Blake smiled at Professor Schmoe and turned toward Isla ... "Well this is it." He said .. they were for all intensive purposed 'married with a baby'. Good thing they were in the same house! It would be easier to share the responsibilities since they shared a common room. Grabbing a diaper bag and slinging it over his shoulder like he had watched is uncles do numerous times. He turned back toward Isla. "You want a boy or girl?" He giggled a bit .. what an adult conversation to have. "And what are we going to name it." Again things he didn't plan on talking about for at least 10-15 years.

Ewan was all for signing up for this, even if he wasn’t exactly sure it was his ‘thing’. Looking after something else, even if it wasn’t real was just hard work. Kingsley back home was a lot. The farm animals were a lot. Babies? Well, they could be a lot too. Then again, he did have a little niece on the way so this could be just what he needed. Something to help him get ready to be the best uncle he could be.

He honestly couldn’t wait to become an Uncle and help his Aunty Llinos with everything. Sure, he’d have a lot more responsibilities around the farm too but he’d be there for her and Jordy when the baby arrived, which could literally happen at any point this month. Touch wood, it wouldn’t happen until he went home for the winter holidays.

Signing up, he walked over to where Chloe was and plopped down next to her. Noticing that she didn’t have a baby, he pulled one of the babies towards them both, a small smile on his face. “You want to be a co-parent with me Cookie?”. This was going to be a mess. Sure, they were both Ravenclaws so they should have it down but, somehow, he had a feeling this was about to Pete Tong.

Minjae had been postponing his walk to the muggle studies classroom by taking a detour or three. He was NOT ready to become a parent at all. The thought of having to take care of a baby , it did not matter if it was made out of plastic or not, truly scared him.

Unlike his usual cheerful mood, the Hufflepuff entered the room already looking exhausted and he hadn't even started the assignment yet. "To be clear, Professor. I don't want to do this..." he said truthfully. "I mean, what if i accidentally drop it? What if i forget to feed it? Will it starve? ....of course it won't starve, its a fake baby!" he was already losing his mind with worry." How much money do i need to pay for you to give me full marks and i won't have to take care of a baby? I have more money than you think...way more"

Just give him a number!

Oh! She could pick. She liked picking things out for herself because it made her feel REALLY grownup, so she was ALL over this baby picking business. Mhm!

Um.

What made a good fake baby, anyway? Cecelia knew what made a good real baby. You could just sort of tell which ones were calm and curious and which were going to make you want to pull your hair out of your head. Cecelia was SURE she had been the first kind and Sammy had been, too. Fake babies were harder to read, though. They were just kind of...there.

Hm.

She did a bit of a walk around, eyeing each and trying to see if she could get a FEEL for what they'd be like. In the end, she settled on a baby with eyes kind of like her dad's and scooped it up gently, offering it a smile. "'m going to be your mum. Let's get you one of those special baby stuff carrying bags and then we can make it official."

Once she HAD one of those baby stuff carrying bags, the second year returned to Professor Schmoe, showing off her new kid. "Okay, I'm all set!"

In the time since she'd arrived in class and found a partner, Isla discovered that her awkwardness about this whole situation was starting to fade. She was going to be a MOMMY! This was just like playing with baby dolls, except now she was nearly twelve years old and basically had 'the real thing' to play with! She was still volunteering Blake to change ALL the diapers, though! She'd feed the baby and rock it to sleep. Nope. What was she saying? She pretty much had to change some of those diapers, didn't she?

Spotting Blake claiming a diaper bag and slinging it over his shoulder, Isla gave her new 'husband' (*giggle*) a raised eyebrow expression. "Wow. Look at you being on a roll," she said. Good. GOOOOOD. This was going to be so much easier with her baby having a father that was willing to step in and help out! "I definitely want a little girl! Is that okay with you?" And names? She'd never thought about what she wanted to name her baby! She thought she still had a good ten years or so before that happened!

"Uhh...a name. Uhhh...," she mumbled. "I don't know. Do you have any ideas?" She was the to suggest they get a little girl, so maybe Blake wanted to chime on the whole name thing? "Olivia? Ava? Aurora? Ellie? Primrose?" She rattled off a few names off the top of her head.

Nodding taking that he was good and okay, Stella bit her lip in thought, her and Oceanus already agreed on a boy so a boy it'll be. Picking up the bag she slung it on her shoulder before she grabbed a baby boy. Shifting her weight some she placed the baby in her arms. She was going to take this assignment seriously, she was going to be a good mother to her fake baby boy.

As she looked down at her fake baby she seen that it sorta had her eye color, okay weird... was it charmed to be like that? Although if it was, that was really cool she couldn't wait to show Oceanus their 'son' that they were going to have for awhile. Although this sounded weird in her head, but for some reason she didn't mind it at all. Besides she was now sixteen, not far from being a adult and starting her life in the real world, she had to be prepared right? "Okay... what next Professor?" she asked him curiously.

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A BABY? Who in their right mind would give a baby (fake or otherwise) to a second year? Maybe she could get someone older to help her, but Phoebe didn't have a lot of hope that fifth or sixth or seventh year could parent a fake baby either.

But it sounded FUN, so. Phoebe followed the bouncing Bernie at a only-slightly more sedate pace, waiting for her dormmate to stop playing 20 questions with Professor Schmoe. The moment that Bernie paused for breath, Phoebe grabbed her hand and swung it.

"We're gonna be mommas. Sign us up for a baby. Oh, should we do one of those hyphenated names?"

Aww, who was holding her hand? Blake???????? Naw, it was Phoebe. "Hi Pheebs," Bernie swung her hand back and forth also. OOOOooooHOOohhh, great idea. They were already dormmates, so how easy would it be to add a baby to the Gryffindor party? SUPER easy, obviously. "Alright, YEAH!"

They just needed a first name for the chile.

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"Hello, Bernadette," Finneas looked up from his desk and gave her a small smile. Was it a coincidence that all of the Gryffindors were arriving first, or had they all marched down from the tower as a group? Questions. Schmoe had them.

And evidently, so did she. Before Finneas could answer her, however, another Gryffindor (Phoebe James, for that matter) came along. "No need, Bernadette," though she did earn extra brownie points for offering her assistance. "You and Ms. Phoebe can go pick out the newest addition to your family."

Did he worry about having two young Gryffindors paired up? Yes. But Finneas worried about most things. "Grab a bag as well and then come back and we will get your forms signed."

Right-o, Schmoe S E E M E D more organized than usual today. But was he really?! She raised an eyebrow at him. "If you say so, sir. But just know that i am RIGHT HERE and ready to help you if you need it." She nodded to confirm this availability, and then dragged Phoebe a little ways over to the diaper bags.

"Bag or baby?" As in, which one did she want to hold first? "OoOOOooh, we should get one of those baby carrier things that you can wear, so you can wear your baby like a purse! Or a joey!" You know, a baby kangaroo! Bernie loved this idea. She glanced to Phoebe for a reaction. "Also, are you picky, as in, boy baby or girl baby?" She didn't care either way. They did all the same stuff at this age.

She had just smiled at the professor and went to pick a baby when one was being picked for her. She gave a puzzled look for a second before smiling at her best friend, 'Why yes Louie I think that would be a marvelous idea." Laughing as they used their summer fake names once more, it was fun to pretend to be someone different once in a while and she knew even with this project that the two of them would be having fun.

Walking with him back over to the professor she looked at them both. 'What do we have to fill out sir? I guess I found the father, he came along after all." Chloe giggled and looked towards Ewan, "What are we naming... ah.. " She looked at the doll.

"Do we have a boy or a girl?"