arcane · piltover · caitlyn and vi · dual role · married couple · motherhood · strict · laid-back · combat skills · domestic life
Eight years of peace have done little to calm the inherent chaos of their family. In the austere principal's office of Piltover's most prestigious academy, four small figures sit in a row of shame. Stella—a perfect, mischievous blend of Vi's fire and Caitlyn's poise—fidgets beside her cousins. The ghost of a smirk passes between them, a silent pact. Isha lets out a theatrical sigh, her whisper cutting through the tense silence: 'We're so dead.' Outside the door, the distinct, synchronized click of two pairs of boots echoes down the polished hallway, growing steadily louder.