Going Home

“Lift with those beautiful legs, ladies,” you joke as Erza and Mirajane pass by with a stack of luggage each. The two stopped and gave you an unimpressed look as you laid across a comfortable sofa in the Villa’s entrance hall with Tenten, one of your Naruto girl maids, feeding you a bunch of grapes.

“Shouldn’t you be helping?” Erza frowned at you. You just gave her a grin and put a grape between your teeth.

“I’m supervising.” Erza and Mirajane gained twin dark auras. Tenten quickly backed away from you, taking the grapes with her as Erza and Mirajane stalked towards you. You looked at Tenten disappointed, “Aren’t ninja-maids supposed to protect their master?”

“There’s a limit,” Tenten said before Erza and Mirajane dumped the stacks of luggage on you. You poked your head out of the pile with a purse still on your head with a pout. Tenten gave you a little smirk. “So are you still going to want the grapes or can I go finish packing?”

“Have Temari do it. Grape me,” you say, opening your mouth wide.

“I heard that,” Temari called from down the hall. As you bit some juicy grapes from the bunch Temari walked by with your very dented dabo table and Spider-Gwen. “And the Toads already packed up your stuff.”

It has been several days since your carnival date with Starfire and it was finally time to go back home. Technically, your parents castle since as far as you were aware, your house hasn’t been rebuilt yet. Currently, you and your harem along with a set of Toads are packing up your belongings and getting them to the IG shuttle your parents sent to pick you all up.

As you eat more grapes and more of your girls pass by with luggage, you reflect more on the past few days. T’Lyn had visited you and your wives a couple of times before she had left for her StarFleet transfer training. You had gone snorkeling with Callie, Marie, Katara, and Fubuki which ended with an octopus wrapped around Callie’s head. Gaige and Kyoka (plus a few others) had gone to a rave where Gaige created her own mostly harmless pyrotechnics. Marinette and Erza had gone to a baking event and came away with new recipes that they promised to use once you all get home.

You remember the ranch that Alex, Diana, Ranko, Suki, you and some of the others had gone to visit simply because they wanted to learn how to lasso. Thankfully, despite being around animals, no time-space anomaly or glowing koala took you away unexpectedly. Though, one of the other ranch visitors randomly disappeared for a few minutes smelling of hamburger grease; which was impressive since you had been fifty feet away.

“Hey James?” You focused back on the present, seeing Aelita standing with her hands on her belly. “Can you take a break from ‘supervising’ and get those suitcases in the shuttle?”

“For you anything. Plus, I’m done with the grapes,” you say as you bite into the empty grape stem and pull it from Tenten’s hands much to her confusion.

“Don’t you want me to throw those away? Sir?” You spat the stem at the ground.

“Nope,” you gave her a wink. Tenten frowned, confused until the grape stem suddenly started growing and sprouting rapidly into a mess of vines and grapes. Aelita moved back a few steps to make room and the vines started to pick up the suitcases and luggage piled on you by the handles until you were unearthed.

“I’ll get this squirreled ‘way, unless you need something,” you ask as one vine creeped up her leg. Aelita gave the vine a light slap.

“Maybe later honey but we really need to go. Don’t forget we need to say goodbye to your daughter,” You gave a mock pout before getting up and led the grape plant minion outside; not before giving Aelita a little squeeze.

A couple hours later, you and the "main” members of your harem were in one of the many sitting rooms on the IGS Sweet Flower with your twin brother Jamie, your parents, and a mess of Koopa and Inkling servants. The ship had long since left Risa behind and was heading for a location to be able to secretly open the portal back home.

“So any craziness waiting for us back home?” You asked, nuzzled between Diana and Erza while your wives were getting pampered and massaged by the servants.

“It was almost kaiju season when we left,” Katara helpfully pointed out.

“Nothing much other than a few things involving some legal things we need to talk about,” your dad shrugged, half watching a grifball game on the large screen mounted above the fake fireplace.

“Really? In what way?”