LaCroix wandered off with your prompt in... not the direction I expected things to go. I hope you enjoy, regardless!
Nicholas was embarrassing. Most masters had children that they could be proud of, or at least ones that they weren't ashamed of, in LaCroix's experience. And LaCroix had a lot of experience, far more than Nicholas could ever dream of. For that matter, he doubted Janette completely understood either, but she understood enough.
It could have been hilarious, how Nick sometimes acted like he was much younger than his age. It had been, once. He had looked forward to Nicholas maturing, becoming all that LaCroix had hoped and dreamed for him.
He was, for a while. But as the centuries progressed, Nicholas became more distant. Admired humans more. Started to want to be human again.
LaCroix liked to pretend that he didn't care what others thought about Nicholas. That he did not have a child that continuously wanted to become what he couldn't and insisted on banging his head on a virtual wall over and over again. A child who couldn't be bothered to learn his lessons.
A child that would never have survived the time and world that LaCroix himself grew up in.
So he tried to guide his child the best way he could and the way he wanted to, for anything - except for death, he did not wish death on Nicholas - would be better than what he had now.
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winterfish
Lesson not and never learned (Forever Knight, LaCroix (and Nick))
Date: 2024-10-31 04:04 am (UTC)Nicholas was embarrassing. Most masters had children that they could be proud of, or at least ones that they weren't ashamed of, in LaCroix's experience. And LaCroix had a lot of experience, far more than Nicholas could ever dream of. For that matter, he doubted Janette completely understood either, but she understood enough.
It could have been hilarious, how Nick sometimes acted like he was much younger than his age. It had been, once. He had looked forward to Nicholas maturing, becoming all that LaCroix had hoped and dreamed for him.
He was, for a while. But as the centuries progressed, Nicholas became more distant. Admired humans more. Started to want to be human again.
LaCroix liked to pretend that he didn't care what others thought about Nicholas. That he did not have a child that continuously wanted to become what he couldn't and insisted on banging his head on a virtual wall over and over again. A child who couldn't be bothered to learn his lessons.
A child that would never have survived the time and world that LaCroix himself grew up in.
So he tried to guide his child the best way he could and the way he wanted to, for anything - except for death, he did not wish death on Nicholas - would be better than what he had now.