Flashback five years ago:
"I'll be in my way then, Y/N!" Zamasu called out to his wife as he got his coat from the coat hanger by the door.
"Wait just one second, hon!" Y/N screamed frantically.
Shuffling could be heard by Zamasu's big, Christmas elf ears. What could she possibly looking for?
"Honey, I'm gonna be late to work! Black isn't going to be too happy if I'm late again" Zamasu hollered back with a sigh.
"Here it is!" Y/N cheered gleefully, running to Zamasu like a child would to their father.
"Here you go, Zamasu!" His wife cheered with a big smile, handing him a wrapped up gift, "Happy birthday!"
Raising an eyebrow, Zamasu carefully unwrapped it, to find that it was a new, ceremonial Supreme Kai uniform.
"Where in the multiverse did you find this?!" Zamasu asked, surprised.
"Silly Kai, I didn't have to 'find it', I made it myself!" Y/N replied.
"Where'd you find the material then?"
"It wasn't that hard, I just had to call your teacher, Gowasu. He told me of a store near here,"
Smiling, Zamasu pet his wife's head, "You're too cute, my little shortie-"
"No desert for you," Y/N cut him up.
"But whyyyyyyy?!"
"DON'T CALL ME SHORT!" Y/N yelled angrily, floating up and kicking and punching him.
At least, attempted to... Zamasu kept blocking her kicks with one hand, while tryin to apologize.
"Okay, okay," he said, chuckling, "I'm sorry! Can you forgive me?"
"Nu!" She huffed, as she kept trying to hit him.
"Honey, please, you're 6 months pregnant. I can't have you physically stressed out," Zamasu sighed pleadingly.
After a few moments of thought, he smirked.
"If you stop trying to kill me, I'll get you some chocolate!" He said in a "let's make a deal" tone.
Sure enough, Y/N stopped and sat on the couch as if nothing had happened.
"Thank you. Now, what chocolate-"
"The sweetest there is!"
"But you can't eat yourself!"
".... I swear to-"
"No cursing! You have a baby in your stomach! I don't want my baby's first word to be-"
"THE FUCK I CARE? I WANT CHOCOLATE!" Y/N yelled, glaring Zamasu's very soul down to its core.
Cowering behind the door, Zamasu gulped, and nodded, "Yes, dear. Love you, bye!" He said, rushing out the door.
"That's right, I'm the queen around here, bish," Y/N whispered to herself.
Five seconds later, she was on the couch crying, saying that she would one of these days, he'd get tired of her and leave her.
Knowing that he barely escaped death by his own wife, Zamasu lightly dabbed off the drops of sweat of relief that had formed.
"... I love her," he chuckled out, heading off to work.
Ah, the beautiful process that is pregnancy... It's one of the many hells on this Earth.
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Present day
"Tch, why do you take so damn long to put on some jeans," Zamasu huffed angrily.
"Honey... I gained weight,"
"Well maybe you should lose it,"
Y/N simply kept quiet, and went to go change into something that fit her. She found a pair of loose, pajama looking pants and a loose t-shirt.
"This will just have to do," Y/N said to herself, putting it on.
When she walked out, her husband looked at her, absolutely disgusted.
"You're seriously wearing that?" Zamasu spat out.
"We're just going out to a burger-"
"Save it. We're not going, you certainly look like you don't need it,"
"But Zamasu, it's my birth-"
Y/N was cut off by the slam of their bedroom door.
With no other way to express her anger and sadness, the wife broke down into tears. It's been three years since Zamasu had started to loose his feelings he so happily claimed he had for her on their wedding day.
Pathetic really, the reasons that he had to not love her. She had gained weight, and had stretch marks.
What Zamasu doesn't want to understand, is that she gained a few because of how hard she had to work to take care of her family, and keep the house clean. It's rare when she gets to be by herself, and when she does, she eats junk food and watches TV until she passed out. Being a mother and wife is a harder task than most think. With a young daughter and a house to clean, plus a part-time job that she has to balance as well, it's no reason why Y/N hasn't had enough time to care of herself.
The reason Y/N had stretch marks, was because that marked the day she gave birth to their daughter, Rose. Giving birth to another being is very stressful on a female body, and stretch marks are evidence of that.
To sum it all up; she wasn't as beautiful and young looking as she did back then because of her love for Zamasu, and the desire to make him happy... Who would've ever known...
However, Zamasu couldn't care less. Unfortunately, despite all the time they had spent together, all he really wanted was a beautiful woman he could hang out with and sleep with for the rest of his life. As a result, after impregnating Y/N, and having a daughter, he simply lost interest in Y/N, and set her aside.
So, Zamasu did the most logical thing a fuckboy would do, and found himself a new girlfriend
That two timing bastard...
Her name was Misakai, age 23 and single. She was tall, curvy, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She loved living in the moment, and was always up to getting an adrenaline rush. It reminded Zamasu of Y/N when they were dating, and on the day Zamasu lost his affection towards his wife, he already knew who would become his second; Misakai.
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Five days later
"ZAMASU, PLEASE!" Y/N pleaded, tugging his arm.
Dropping his suitcase, Zamasu turned around and glared at the now ogre that he had recited his vows to.
"Let go of me, you wretch,"
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS! THINK OF OUR DAUGHTER! SHE NEEDS A FATHER!"
"I ALREADY HAVE! SO WHAT IF SHE'S FATHERLESS? IT WOULDN'T MAKE A DIFFERENCE IF I STAYED. SHE'LL JUST END UP AS STUPID AND MISERABLE AS HER MOTHER!"
"... Miserable? Stupid?"
"Not to mention fat and incompetent of making her husband happy,"
"Listen here you son of a bitch. I have done nothing but be a loyal wife and mother to this family, and you're just going to throw all of that away?!" Y/N sobbed out.
"Why not? I have no use for you now. You're getting old and unfortunately unqualified to be with me; a god. And you know what they say, 'every god needs a goddess,' and you're no goddess. You're more like an ogre, one who deceived me into being with you," Zamasu replied matter-of-factly, "Now, shut up. I don't want to hear that half bredd monster that we call a daughter," he added, irritated.
"... Daddy?" Came a small whisper down the hallway
"Oh great," Zamasu growled.
"Rose... Baby girl, go back to sleep," Y/N cooed.
"Where's Daddy going?"
"Daddy's going faaaaar away from you and Mommy," Zamasu cooed, smirking.
"B-But why? Don't you love Mommy and me?"
"I did, but not anymore child. You two simply aren't enough for me,''
"But Daddy! What have I done wrong?"
"Oh please child, don't ask me that. You know what you did. First you cry all the time, and for the most stupid reasons no less. Second, you whine every time your mother cooks, which I don't blame you for. Thirdly-"
"That's enough Zamasu... Get out!" Y/N interrupted, covering her daughter's ears.
"Don't tell ME when to get out. I'm the one who pays the bills here!"
"I SAID GET OUT YOU NO GOOD HERETIC!" Y/N screeched, removing her hand from Rose's ears, and punching her now ex-husband square in the face, out the door.
"Don't EVER even THINK about returning. From now on, I'LL be in charge of me and MY daughter's future!" Y/N declared, "I'LL be in charge of the house, I'LL be in charge of taking care of everything I gave YOU!" Y/N barked, slamming the door shut, and running to hug Rose.
"... Mommy? What are we going to to do now?" Rose asked, as she started to cry.
"I don't know baby... But Mommy will make sure you have a happy life. Mommy will find a job somewhere... Somehow,"
"What about Daddy?"
"Daddy's not welcome here honey."
"B-but I want my Daddy!" Her daughter cried, "I want him to get ice cream with me!" Rose sobbed, running to the door, trying to open it.
"DADDY! DADDY! DADDY! COME BAAAAAAACK! DADDY! DADDY, PLEASE!"
All Y/N could do was sit back and wait for Rose to calm down. She knew for a fact, that if she tried to comfort Rose, she would only get more upset.
"This is it... I'm now a single mother with a part time job, and a house to pay on my own... With an ex that had left me for a younger woman," Y/N thought to herself.
"What hope is there for me and my little girl?"
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Many years later:
"Mom, look at this new dress I found at the mall!"
"That's great, honey! Do you think that's the one you're going to wear on your sweet 16?!"
"Well... Maaaaybe..." Rose wondered, scanning it for the one millionth time.
Chuckling, Y/N patted her head softly.
"Well, when you have all day to choose a dress. Take your time, but remember that we still need to find your shoes and jewelry. We need you to be the Belle of the ball!"
"Of course, Mom! Because no one can be prettier than me... Except for my Mommy," Rose chuckled out.
"Whatever you say, my little grown-up girl. Isn't that the point of us being here?" Y/N replied, smiling as Rose walked off to look at the other dresses.
"So that's our daughter, huh?" came a voice from behind Y/N.
Narrowing her eyes and turning around, Y/N came face to face with none other than Satan himself; Zamasu.
"That's MY daughter, yes,"
"Oh come now Y/N, she's mine too,"
"No you're not,"
"Prove it,"
"What's Rose's favorite color?"
"Blue?"
"How old is she turning?"
"14?"
"When's her birthday?"
"In two weeks?"
"You're no father of MY daughter," Y/N spat out
"What the-" Zamasu replied, shocked.
"Mom! What about this one- uuuuuuhhhhh, who are you? Why do you look familiar?" Rose said, suddenly jumping into the conversation.
"That's your sperm donor," Y/N replied, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, so no one important,"
"Yep. Now, what was it that you wanted to show me, sweetie?"
"This one! I'm getting this one! It's red too! My favorite!" Rose replied excited, and completely ignoring Zamasu.
"Okay Rose, let's go and buy it," Y/N happily replied, walking away from Zamasu, leaving him dumbfounded.
As they left the store where Y/N had finally bought Rose's dress, they found themselves with Zamasu, accompanied by a woman and a teenage girl.
"Let me guess, your daughter?" Y/N asked bluntly.
"Yeah,"
"She looks older than I expected,"
"She was a secret love child I had when Rose was one,"
"Sounds about right,"
"And yes, she's much better than Rose," Zamasu bragged.
"Oh really? Prove it-"
"Uh Momma,"
"Not now Rose-"
"I beat the absolute fuck out of her just a couple of days ago,"
"... What was that?" Y/N asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I beat her up. She's the girl I keep telling you that I try to be nice to,"
"Not that young lady. LANGUAGE!"
"... Sorry,"
"But I'm proud of you,"
"Hehe... Thank you!"
"Hold up, what? What's this and my little Pamelai getting in fights?" Zamasu asked in utter shock.
"Oh you didn't know, Mr.Sperm doner? Pamelai here is not only the school fighter, but she's also the weakest. She skips class and is no where near even close to ready to move into sophomore year," Rose explained, crossing her arms.
"Like YOU'RE any better!" Pamelai spat angrily.
"Kinda am. Not only have I beaten you in a fight with ease, but I'm actually passing my classes with flying colors. I'm actually scheduled to talk to the governor for an interview for a scholarship. I'm not on drugs, and have been requested to come to many colleges in the area. Did I mention that I just got a job? (A.N ya boi Author-chan just got hired).
"Pretty cute and pretty smart... Just like her mother," Y/N bragged, side hugging Rose.
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... We're leaving," Zamasu said through grit teeth.
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