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Yup, yours truly is back! To cause trouble again (sorry lol can't help myself) the last few ones have been great! And I loved em tho if I could trouble you a lil more I would like em to be a bit more longer? *Kicked* I'm a sucker for long reads (sorry (not sorry at all)) soooo let's get right into it.

Soooo, this time around my request is kid Cale!!! Or kid kimroksoo!!!! Whichever you decide to write (tho honestly speaking we both know the fun one would be roksoo who pout over the whole situation lmao, and ofc tristan NEEDS to THERE) either ways, so a curse or something similar had hit the one of the brothers or....both of em *eyebrow wiggle* (why take one when you can have both *crackles in evil*) now everyone is panicking cuz they have turned into children the others are dying from cuteness, the actual children raon, on and hong are having the time of life and Tristan is just shaking his head and sighing in the brothers are making trouble again and how can be forget the brothers where if it's one of em, then the other is having the time of their lives teasing thier brother and if it's both of em who are children, they are just sighing in why can't they be just left alone In peace?! Well rok soo is enjoying his slacker life even as a child since everyone is pampering him, Cale is shaking his head but secretly love all the attention he is getting from both his hyung and all thier family.

That's the request lmao, what do you think? (Sorry for the trouble lolololol)

Have a great day and tc!💐

Not really exactly as what you want or imagine I guess but here it is at last, tho it contains some spoilers lol,,

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Tristan quietly sighed and rested back in his chair, closing his eyes with his arms crossed, deciding to rest a bit as Madelin made him promise.

“Your Majesty!”

‘Well, there goes my rest.’ Tristan opened his eyes and looked at his assistant, who suddenly barged into his office, looking unusually panicked with the communication device in his hands. “What is it?”

The assistant hesitated as he quickly realized he had disrupted the Emperor’s break time. “There is an emergency call from the Henituse Duchy, sir…”

Tristan paused with one blink. He suppressed a sigh and moved to sit properly with his legs still crossed, his hand reaching for the device to the side on his office desk, “Take the call.”

“Yes, sir.”

The assistant immediately pressed accept, and the screen appeared before Tristan, revealing a distraught Deruth Henituse.

Tristan tried not to frown horribly, just as he usually does whenever he looks at the man.

-Hyung—

“Tsk, I told you not to call me that.” Tristan sighed, instantly annoyed, “What do you want now?” He narrowed his eyes, “You didn’t call just to panic over what present to get for RokSoo and Cale, did you?”

The assistant prepared to disconnect the call as Deruth Henituse had done such a prank before, which only put their Emperor in a foul mood for almost a whole week. Having seen how the man was ridiculed intensely by their Emperor, the assistant was sure that no one from the Henituse family would dare pull such a stunt ever again. Well, maybe, except for the two redheads. Their Emperor was exceptionally kind and weak when it came to the two brothers.

-No, no…it’s RokSoo…

Tristan frowned slightly more as he could tell the man on the screen was hesitating and scared. “What the fuck did you do?”

-I did nothing!

Deruth quickly started explaining, frightened by the look in Tristan’s eyes that slowly shifted to something dangerous.

-We don’t know how to turn him back! And I’m afraid the curse is affecting his mind now! What do I do, Hyung?

“……”

Tristan kept staring for a long moment with a deadpan face. He calmly stood up, “I’m coming over right now.”

-Yes, please do, Hyung!

“Say Hyung one more time, and I’ll rip out your tongue.”

Tristan didn’t have to look at the screen to know from the silence that the man paled with a flinch, taking his threat seriously, as he should.

-…you will bring the Empress with you, right?

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Deruth, “No.”

Yet, here he was, in Cale’s office together with Madelin.

“Didn’t we agree for you to get along with Deruth Henituse, Tristie?”

“I don’t recall agreeing to become his Hyung.”

“Honey, you’re announced as that to the public.”

“Relatives could still be distant as to call each other formally.”

“And do you call him formally?”

“Why would I even need to speak to or about him?”

“……”

Cale watched in amusement at the couple before him. It’s always interesting to watch Madelin make the vicious Tristan Battlesea appear as a pouting kid throwing a tantrum with his arms crossed and looking away from his wife like that.

“I apologize for having my father scare you into hurrying here, Dad, Mama.” He said as he brought the cup to his smiling lips while the two looked at him, frowning with a quiet sigh as he found it was lemon tea even when Ron wasn’t in the office with them. “Little Hyung is not dying or anything.”

“…little Hyung?”

“Hm?” He looked at the two, who seemed lost. “Are you saying that father didn’t explain the situation to you?”

“He said something about turning RokSoo back.” Tristan slightly frowned, “I would’ve used the spirits to check on RokSoo without needing to come over or hear from that dumbhead of a father—”

“Tristie.”

Tristan kept looking at Cale with his arms crossed, “—but I know RokSoo gets uncomfortable when I do so, so I didn’t.”

“Haa, how can I scold you now when you say something cute like this out of nowhere?”

Tristan gave his wife a deadpan look, “It’s common consideration of one’s discomfort, don’t you do it too?”

“Of course I do, but it’s so damn endearing when you do it.”

“I don’t see the logic in that.”

“Sure, you shy cutie.”

Tristan only sighed elegantly and just let his wife keep pinching his cheek tenderly, used to Madelin’s many loving teases, knowing there was no helping it when she was a bit upset with him.

“As sweet as it is to see you two loving each other, please don’t flirt in front of this poor, innocent son of yours.” Cale casually sipped the tea and stopped himself from laughing as Tristan looked silently grateful for the distraction.

Knock, Knock—

“Ah,” Cale looked at the door, “Hyung is finally here.” He put the cup on the table, stood up and calmly walked to open the door.

“…why are you smiling like that?”

Madelin and Tristan blinked when they heard a kid’s voice instead…

“Would my little Hyung please allow me to carry him?” Cale asked with a gentle smile.

RokSoo frowned at the punk before him looking at him with a playful glint in his eyes and arms open and awaiting to take him from Ron.

“Come here. I know your trip here was tough enough already.”

RokSoo let himself be taken from Ron’s arm, instantly relaxing in Cale’s arms while the punk chuckled.

“Hoo, was the Kitten possibly troubled with this servant?”

RokSoo shivered and quickly looked away from Ron’s benign smile. Cale was right; having Ron smiling at him was scary enough before, but it was even more frightening when he looked up, and the vicious old man kept smiling down at him like he was one of those little rabbits he liked to hunt down, ‘Vicious old man…’ He shivered again when the old butler laughed quietly.

“You should really fix the way you smile, Ron. At least when around kids.”

“……”

RokSoo lightly wrapped his tiny arms around Cale’s neck when the smile disappeared from Ron’s face at the comment, ‘This fearless punk!’ However, he felt safe when Cale started lightly patting his tiny back, knowing that no matter what in their house, no one could bother him or anything at all if he was with Cale.

He now really understands how good Cale is with kids. No wonder all the kids gravitate to his Dongsaeng wherever he goes.

“Now, let’s take you to our parents.”

RokSoo blinked as he looked over Cale’s shoulder at the office, but he couldn’t see who was on the couches behind the door. ‘Tristan and Madelin are here?’ So that was why he was suddenly asked to get to the Duke’s office when he was about to take a nap.

“Ron, take the kids and give us a moment alone.”

“Yes, Puppy.” Ron smiled at the sigh from his Puppy Young Master. He looked next somewhere in the air, “You’ve been caught.”

“Gentle Human!”

Raon, Hong and Ohn suddenly appeared before the door, looking at Cale with puppy eyes.

“It’s been so long since we saw Purple Grandpa! We miss him! Let us see him!”

Cale lightly patted Raon’s head with his other hand and turned around with his usual smile, “Dad?”

“It’s fine.”

‘What happened to not wanting to meet anyone?’ Cale held back a chuckle and stepped aside, and the kids immediately ran inside.

“Purple!”

“We missed you!”

“Cheerful Grandma! Do you have cookies today, too?”

RokSoo and Cale sighed as they listened to Raon and Hong immediately asking for Madelin’s cookies, with Ohn sighing but happy to see the couple.

“Come in, Ron.”

Ron walked after his Puppy Young Master into the office and closed the door behind him, following the two redheads to stand behind the sofa.

“Ah…oh, crap…”

RokSoo stiffened when their mom suddenly froze as her eyes fell on him. ‘…why is she looking at me like that?’ He found Madelin’s wide eyes a little scary at that moment.

“…can I hold you?” She asked carefully, almost in a whisper, with hopeful eyes and awaiting hands, “Please…?”

“……” He silently nodded despite not feeling like leaving his Dongsaeng’s side, and Cale gently moved him into Madelin’s arms.

“Awwh…”

Everyone looked at Madelin, who seemed overwhelmed and lost for words, hugging the child in her arms so carefully as if afraid to crush him.

“Aww, no, I think I’ll cry~~”

She whined as she rested the side of her face atop RokSoo’s head while gently caressing his red locks.

Raon came closer to whisper to Madelin, “Isn’t my Human cute?”

Madelin nodded without looking at Raon, cupping RokSoo’s cheek, “He is~~” She whined again as she couldn’t contain her endearment.

“Hehe~” Raon turned to Tristan, poking his shoulder. “Purple Grandpa, isn’t Human cute?”

Hong jumped onto Tristan’s lap, looking up at him with his tail wagging happily, “He’s so sweet, right?”

“Haa…” Ohn sighed again at her young brothers, but she was also secretly waiting for Tristan to react as he stared long at RokSoo, seemingly shocked or observing.

“…undeniably cute, of course.” He slowly nodded, “Since when and how, though?”

“Shh, let’s bask in the moment.”

He sighed at his wife as she looked close to lying down with RokSoo tucked in her arms like one of her little teddy bears at home.

“Don’t you sigh at me!” She frowned at her husband, “You got to see baby Cale when I wasn’t around! You cheater!”

“My win.”

Everyone watched as Tristan only taunted his wife with a prideful nod.

Madelin tossed him a look with a raised eyebrow, “Let’s see if it’ll still be your win tonight, then.”

He let out an amused hum, “Should I take it as a challenge, then?”

Ron looked amused as he noticed his Kitten and Puppy Young Masters were rendered speechless at the couple’s loud flirtation.

“Purple Grandpa! Cheerful Grandma! You shouldn’t fight at night!!”

Cale held back a laugh while RokSoo sighed at the look from the couple when Raon suddenly interrupted their staring competition.

“Anyway,” Tristan calmly turned away from his wife to look at Cale sitting before him, “How and when?”

He brushed his hair back with his hand, “We suddenly woke up and found him a baby. He doesn’t know what happened either.” Cale said as he casually sipped his tea, “It’s been 4 days now.”

Madelin blinked and slowly looked down at reddish-brown eyes. “Are you hurt, honey?”

RokSoo felt awkward under Madelin’s loving eyes like this. “…no, mom.”

“Do you feel pain or discomfort anywhere by any chance?”

“…no.”

Madelin nodded while playing gently with his hair, “Good, at least we can have our time finding a way to turn you back.”

“Yes, no need to rush.” RokSoo assured her with a stoic face.

RokSoo frowned when he noticed from the corner of his eyes, ‘What is this brat laughing at?’ Cale’s shoulders shook slightly as he held back a laugh, hiding his smile behind the cup.

“I want to know, exactly what was that idiot panicking for?”

“Tristie.”

Tristan nodded and kept his eyes on Cale, “What was Deruth idiot Henituse panicked for?”

“Try again, honey.”

He turned to Madelin, “It’s enough that my question is understood.”

She held out her finger, shaking it like she was reprimanding a kid instead, “Nope, now try again, my love.”

“Haa, what was Deruth panicked for?”

Madelin nodded, looking satisfied. “Good, I’m proud of you.” She caressed his smooth cheek for a moment with loving eyes, “We’ll both have a talk with him later after this.”

Tristan didn’t look impressed.

RokSoo shivered at the smile and tone from Madelin, ‘Vicious…’ He was sure that promise wasn’t meant to be kind. For what reason did Tristan and Deruth get into another fight this time? When will the two get along?

“Father is worried because Hyung can’t use his Ancient Powers in this body to protect himself in case he gets in trouble or someone kidnaps him, which will not happen, obviously, not on my watch.” Cale sat relaxed, almost lying down as he explained while brushing his hair, “Another reason is that Hyung here likes it a bit too much, so he thinks RokSoo is slowly being brainwashed.”

RokSoo flinched slightly at being exposed, ‘Why is this punk so good at reading people?’ But could anyone blame him? RokSoo can slack off and be looked after like this; everyone will do everything for him since he’s a weak child now, and people will soon forget or leave the Hero Silver Shield alone, right? Although it’s a bit concerning he can’t use his Ancient Powers because they’re powerful on his small body now, as long as everyone is around him, he’ll be fine. No one dared to attempt anything ever since Cale became the Duke, so why worry?

“I see.” Tristan looked at RokSoo for a while.

“……” RokSoo felt unsettled whenever his dad looked at him as if observing him with knowing eyes.

“As much as I’d like you to be comfortable and enjoy your slacker life, I must let you know that you’ll soon turn so tiny to fit in anyone’s palm. Is that still okay with you, RokSoo?”

RokSoo almost choked on the cookie Madelin gave him.

“Tristie, you scared our poor kid!”

Tristan gave a slight shrug, “He should’ve been scared when he turned like this out of nowhere, but he chose ignorance.”

“Well…” Madelin hesitated and looked down at RokSoo, “Honey, you do have a bad habit of neglecting concerning stuff happening to you.”

“……” He looked down and felt awkward. ‘Will I really turn that small?’

-Yes, you will.

His eyes trembled at Tristan’s voice in his head.

“I can help you, though; I was just making sure if you wanted to stay a bit more as a baby.”

He looked at his dad.

“Someone played a prank, it seems, or not really a prank. I can only assume it’s to please…some people here.”

“……”

Cale stared long at his dad with everyone. “Killian did it?”

Tristan sighed, “Sorry, he took it a bit too seriously when I once told him I wish I could make Madelin see you two as babies since she…” He avoided everyone’s eyes, “…you guys know her condition.”

The room was too silent for a long moment.

“Tristie…”

Cale observed as Madelin looked so touched, almost close to crying. He couldn’t blame her when she had an incredibly considerate husband like Tristan Battlesea. It was really sweet of Tristan to care about Madelin, his beloved, to the extent of even taking her ranting seriously about having him seen one of their kids as a baby while she hadn’t. Since she can’t get pregnant, she can at least be overjoyed to see them as babies and live the dream for a while, but it is only a wish. It’s clear that Tristan didn’t mean it at all to actually turn them into babies. However, it seems the prank worked only on RokSoo and not on him because of the Invulnerability power.

“Hold on…” Madelin suddenly frowned as she slowly looked down at RokSoo in her lap, “…why will he turn so tiny then?”

Tristan hummed; his eyes looked amused. “…because it’s a curse based on your wishful thinking.”

“What?!” She turned sharply to her husband.

Tristan shrugged, “I know you’re thinking like, ‘I wish I could fit him in my pocket’ or something similar.”

“Wait, no! I mean, yes! He’s so adorable, ok?!”

“Cheerful Grandma! You can’t turn the Human to dust!”

“I won’t!”

‘Not as small as dust…’ RokSoo only sighed, munching on the cookie.

“How can I stop my thoughts, Tristie?!”

“You can’t; your wild head is something else, after all.”

Madelin gasped as if offended, “At least my wildness takes you to heaven every night!”

Ohn and Hong looked lost yet amazed, “You can fly to heaven?”

“I’m strong and mighty! The people of the Empire aren’t better than Dragons. I can come up with a spell and take both my humans to heaven and come back!”

“Haha,” Cale couldn’t help laughing elegantly with the cup in his hand, with Ron looking quite amused behind him. At the same time, RokSoo almost choked again as Tristan quietly sighed and tried to conceal the little embarrassment by calmly bringing the cup before him to his lips, even though he had avoided it the entire time since it was lemon tea.

“Anyway, I can lift the curse from RokSoo myself.” Tristan explained with a slight grimace as he put the cup down. “But first, come here.”

“……”

Everyone stared silently as the Emperor took RokSoo from his wife’s arms. “…you’re even younger than when Cale was inside the World Rock.”

No one got to say anything when Tristan gently hugged RokSoo in his lap.

“……”

RokSoo stayed still at first and slowly hugged back, getting used to Tristan’s quick hugs by now, but it was his first hug from his father as a child.

Tristan left a kiss on the top of RokSoo’s head and looked down at him, “There, now you’re even.”

“……”

RokSoo didn’t know what to say, while Cale and Madelin smiled at the scene as Tristan didn’t want any of his kids to feel neglected, even in the smallest things.

“Oh, no!”

Madelin panicked when suddenly, RokSoo glowed and seemed to shrink.

“Human is turning to dust!!”

‘Why dust?!’ RokSoo wanted to sigh as Raon kept saying scary things.

However, it felt like everything had stopped when Tristan put his hand on RokSoo’s head.

RokSoo was suddenly wrapped in a bright, silver light, growing bigger and bigger until the light faded.

RokSoo opened his eyes and almost shrieked at finding out he was sitting in Tristan’s lap.

As an adult. Sitting in his father’s lap.

“……” He was at least still dressed decently.

“This never happened.” He said while he calmly left Tristan’s lap and stood up, activating Dominating Aura and silently exiting the room with a stoic face.

“……”

No one uttered a word about what happened that day as they felt sorry for the poor older redhead more than pressured by his Dominating Aura.

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