tutor mum • for her, i'd glow and burn • confident
Hanna Mitchelle Freecss stood just outside of Kaster Manor, a young girl in her arms. At five years old, Lorelai Philippa Freecss was a shy little thing that held on to the comforts that she, Killua or Abel could provide. After Mitch had gotten pregnant, she had moved in with her brother and his partner in Hawaii where all three of them learned how to raise a child. It had been a long five years where Mitch had spent her hours working as a home-school teacher and a tutor while Killy had taken on odd jobs here and there while Abel stayed home. It had been rocky but they somehow made it work. Of course, the initial trouble had been when she had gotten pregnant. The father, Phillip, was nowhere to be found but Mitch didn't fault him for it one bit. He had not known she was pregnant after all and neither did she until after a month of them splitting up. She had tried to reach out to him then, to let him know that she was having a child. Their child. But upon searching for him at Kaster Manor - the only place she knew to look - she had been met with his mother. His mother who hated her and absolutely refused to help her find Phillip. Absolutely refused to acknowledge that the baby she was carrying could be her grandchild. Mitch had left - brokenhearted for her then unborn child.
And now, she was back once again at this dreadful place to once again face this dreadful woman. This was the last year that she was coming to this place, Mitch swore as she glared at the gargoyles that were trying to turn them away. She came here once a year only to be turned away and as the girl in her arms trembled and tried to hide from the gargoyles, Mitch swore in her head. This was the first she had brought Lorelai with her, and she wouldn't have brought the young girl but tonight was not a good night for Abel and Killy had to work. "Oh come on! Fifteen minutes! Just fifteen minutes to talk to Phillip or anyone... Literally anyone that has an idea on where he is!" she called to the gargoyle in frustration. It would not respond of course, but she was hoping that at least someone would hear. Or pay attention. Or if she had any luck at all, Phillip would be home for once. "I'm not even gonna be asking for money, I just want to talk," she groaned out but the gargoyles only glared harder if at all possible, making them all the more threatening. It was at this point where Mitch wondered why she even bothered. But feeling the child's presence in her arms, she already knew why. Lorelai had begun to ask about her father and Mitch would be d**ned before she let this gargoyle win when she has her little girl in her arms. Even if she was going to be arguing with a gargoyle - a gargoyle! - for a while.