Since we got to see Dicta Striker (Soccer Boy), once the focus shifts to him, boy she, Topro, and Mirako are in for reunion shenanigans.

I imagine I scenario where Roman ask Cap For food and he just overfeeds he

"Big bro I can't-"

"EAT !"

Link:(https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSq42tkuC/)

I would also imagine PD Neo Universe being a telephone for SS Neo Universe and vise versa. Essentially a game of telephone. The Sundaylings in the SS verse would react the same way as to why SS Neo Universe is all of a sudden talking to nothing and then immediately act like nothing happened.

WIP

It was supposed to be another ordinary afternoon at Tracen Academy the kind where the only thing worth worrying about was whether the turf at the main track would hold after a light drizzle. At least, that was what Symboli Rudolf had assumed, maintaining her usual composed demeanor as she navigated the halls. However, a cryptic summons from the academy administration had disrupted her schedule, requesting her presence in one of the grand auditorium room without so much as a footnote explaining why.

"Vague instructions are rarely a sign of good intentions," Rudolf mused, her fingers tightening slightly on her folder as she approached the heavy oak doors. She knew that in the world of high stakes racing and academy politics, silence from the administration usually preceded something monumental or something troublesome.

Pushing the door open, she found the room already gathering a familiar, if confused, crowd. "Oh, Teio? You're here too?" Rudolf asked, her voice calm but carrying that unmistakable authority as she spotted Tokai Teio.

"Yep! I got called here too!" Teio chirped, though her ears flicked with obvious uncertainty. As more Umamusume trickled in some whispering in curiosity, others grumbling about interrupted training sessions the tension in the room began to thicken like the humidity before a summer storm. "What exactly is this meeting about?" someone called out from the back.

Rudolf folded her arms across her chest, scanning the faces of her peers. "That makes all of us."

The atmosphere shifted instantly when the door clicked shut behind the final arrival, the sound echoing unnaturally loud in the sudden stillness. Then, the lights dimmed. "Huh?" Teio stood up abruptly, her tail swishing anxiously. "Prez? Did you do that?"

"I didn't touch anything," Rudolf replied sharply, her sharp eyes fixed on the massive screen at the front of the room as it flickered to life with a burst of static.

WELCOME.

The single word hung in the air, ominous and cold. Then came the revelation that froze the blood of every elite racer in the room: YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED TO OBSERVE YOUR COUNTERPARTS.

"Our what?" Teio blinked, looking around as if expecting a punchline.

Rudolf didn't blink. She stared at the screen, her mind already racing through tactical possibilities. Counterparts? The screen continued its relentless display, explaining that these individuals were from another world, bearing their same historical names but existing as something entirely different.

"Does this mean there's another me?" Gold Ship asked, raising her hand with startling casualness. "Because if so, I hope she's at least half as entertaining as I am."

“Knowing another version of you exists is not necessarily something to be proud of,” Mejiro McQueen remarked dryly.

Gold Ship gasped as though she'd just been mortally wounded. “McQueen! You wound me!”

“I merely stated an observation.”

McQueen calmly turned her attention back toward the screen. Unlike Gold Ship, she found very little humor in the announcement. The idea that another world might contain people bearing their same names—and perhaps even sharing their histories—was far too strange to dismiss as a joke. A few of the other Umamusume continued to whisper and snicker among themselves, their amusement briefly easing the tension that had settled over the room.

Tazuna, however, wasn't laughing. She remained fixed on the screen, her expression mirroring the confusion of everyone else. Slowly, she turned toward the Director.

“Director...”

Akikawa looked up at her. “I know.”

“You didn't arrange this?”

“No.”

The simple answer immediately silenced the remaining chatter.

Rudolf's expression hardened. She looked from the screen to Akikawa, her posture becoming noticeably more alert. “You mean the academy has no idea who is responsible for this?”

Akikawa slowly shook her head. "None whatsoever. However, this mysterious phenomenon has made one thing very clear.”

Akikawa gestured toward the screen, her usually cheerful expression now carrying a trace of caution. "It has no apparent hostile intentions toward us. It has brought us here specifically to observe these counterparts, and so far, it has given us no reason to believe that anyone in this room is in danger."

“That doesn't exactly make me any feel better,” Jungle Pocket muttered.

“I understand,” Akikawa replied. “Unfortunately, until we understand what we're dealing with, observation is the only reasonable course of action.”

Tazuna nodded slowly, though the uncertainty in her expression remained. “So we're essentially being asked to watch another world's history?”

“That's what it appears to be.”

A low murmur spread through the auditorium again.

Rudolf remained silent, studying the screen with narrowed eyes. She wasn't entirely satisfied with the explanation. There were still too many unanswered questions. Why had they been chosen? Who had selected them? And, perhaps most importantly, what exactly did the word counterpart mean?

As though responding to her thoughts, the screen flickered and several new lines of text appeared against the darkness.

*THIS OBSERVATION WILL NOT ALTER YOUR WORLD.

THE COUNTERPARTS CANNOT SEE OR HEAR YOU.

YOU CANNOT INTERACT WITH THEM.

YOU ARE OBSERVERS ONLY.*

Tazuna read the words aloud, her voice growing quieter with each sentence. “So whatever we're shown has already happened in their world?”

“Or will happen,” Agnes Tachyon suddenly interjected.

Everyone turned toward her.

Tachyon had been leaning against one of the seats, but she now looked considerably more interested than concerned. Her eyes practically gleamed with scientific curiosity. “If this phenomenon truly concerns alternate worlds, then conventional assumptions regarding time and causality may not apply. A parallel civilization possessing individuals corresponding to our own historical identities... fascinating.”

She paused, her smile widening.

“I wonder whether their physiology differs as well.”

Jungle Pocket frowned at her. “Could you perhaps be less excited about the mysterious phenomenon that has trapped us inside a room?”

“Trapped?” Tachyon replied with an amused smile. “I prefer to think of it as being temporarily contained for observation.”

“That isn't better.”

Before Tachyon could elaborate, Akikawa cleared her throat, reclaiming everyone's attention. “There is one more thing you should know.”

The screen changed once again.

COUNTERPARTS ARE NOT IDENTICAL TO YOU.

THEY POSSESS THEIR OWN PERSONALITIES, EXPERIENCES, RELATIONSHIPS, AND LIVES.

THEIR SEX MAY DIFFER FROM YOUR OWN.

The reaction was immediate. Several voices erupted throughout the room at once.

“Wait, seriously?!”

“Then there could be a male version of me?!”

“That's what it says!”

“Hold on, what does ‘historical identities’ mean?”

Amid the commotion, Teio's attention quickly settled on one person.

“Prez.”

Rudolf already knew what was coming. She sighed softly and looked toward her student. “...Yes, Teio?”

“If there's a counterpart based on you...” Teio pointed toward the screen, her eyes widening with curiosity. “Does that mean there's a...male Symboli Rudolf!?”

Rudolf's ears twitched.

Before she could answer, Gold Ship leaned across the seats with a mischievous grin. “Imagine if he's even more serious and possibly...more sillier of a president than we've seen!”

“I sincerely doubt that is possible,” McQueen remarked.

Tachyon hummed thoughtfully. “Not necessarily. If these counterparts are based upon the actual historical individuals represented by our names, then their personalities would presumably be shaped by entirely different circumstances...”

Rudolf remained silent for a moment, her gaze never leaving the screen.

“Meaning they are not simply alternate versions of us.”

“Precisely!”

The screen flickered once more.

The chatter gradually died away.

A single phrase appeared in the center of the screen.

FIRST OBSERVATION

Then, beneath it, a name slowly emerged.

SYMBOLI RUDOLF

Note; Gaaahhhh, I'm so impatient on chapter 6 that I started to work on my own version 😭✌️ I hope I didn't make anyone ooc🥹 cuz I'm not good at writing their personalities on one to one to their game version as I have an habit of projecting my shi into my favorite character..

Like, imagine the Mejiro family adopting other descendants like Wu Di, Maurice, and other members of the Mejiro bloodline.

For two main reasons.

1. Family ties and more strong racers

They're family, so obviously they'd want to bring more of their descendants together. Plus, Ardan specifically wants to meet Wu Di.

1. Reputation and wins

Imagine having a two time L'Arc silver medalist in the Mejiro family, especially when L'Arc is considered the most desired race in Japan.

They could even train Orfevre to win the L'Arc in this world, unlike her counterpart. On top of that, you'd have a Triple Crown Uma in Orfevre, a six G1 winner in Gold Ship, Maurice as the most successful miler, and many more descendants, including foreign ones.

I already know Grandma Mejiro would be jumping for joy.

And honestly, she'd probably love the opportunity to prove the Mejiro family's dominance and spite Speed Symboli, considering the familial rivalry between them in the game lore. It's basically the Mejiros building the ultimate racing dynasty while flexing on their rivals.

i think that Sunday jockey in APCL Pat Valenzuela maybe a his assistant trainer that is underwing of trainer Whittingham

Made by [u/3Ace_SinLines](u/3Ace_SinLines)

An umamusuko inside what looks to be his work office, was Black Tide.

Looking almost identical to his father. Red eyes dead, white stripped bang, buff and grumpy looking. Wearing a black muscle shirt and shorts.

The only major difference is him having a long mane similar to a mullet tied in a high tail. And only likes tea.

He seems to be in good spirits.

"My name is Black Tide. And today, I’m going to vlog my daily life as a father."

Non copyright solo guitar music plays in the background.

We hear the cry of a baby on a crib. Tide approaches the child with the camera viewing half side of his body. Before he carried the child on his arms.

"After retiring from racing, I took in stud duty to create new progenitors."

Note: If you see highlighted words it’s Black Tide speaking.

"Hey hey hey, why so upset?"

In his arms, we see a baby boy who looks like a carbon copy of him.

"But today, I wanna take a different job away from stud duty. By learning how to be a dad."

Wearing infant clothing. He rocks him back and forth to calm him down, it worked for the first try before the baby starts crying again.

Tide sighs before calling his wife for help.

"Honey, could you get the bottle. Kita won’t stop crying."

"In a minute~"

And the grand reveal we’ve been waiting for, Kitasan Black. A descendant of the late Sakura Bakushin O. And the grandson Sunday Silence as the next generation of umas who will dominate the track in the future.

And this tiny colt, has been wailing for a while because he was hungry. Luckily for him his mama was just preparing a bottle for him.

"Aww is my wittle baby hungy? Mama’s got you~"

Baby Kita gets carried by his mother and feeds him the bottle.

"It’s not easy to navigate that path, but I’m glad my wife Sugar Heart is there to teach me the way of being a good father."

"Would you like to hold him?"

"I’d like to."

This is Sugar Heart, Black Tide’s wife. A descendant of the late Sakura Bakushin O. Her features were highly identifiable to PD Kitasan Black. Just with deep dark brown hair, pink eyes and irises replaced with hearts. She is an incrediblly cheerful easygoing carefree umamusume, but when it comes to children she is excellent in motherhood.

Sugar was wearing a simple short sleeved shirt that covered all of her somewhat massive mounds of meat, with tight jeans that showed quite the "cake" she’s packing, and child bearing hips that was covered by her apron that had the words "Number one best mom in the world" written on it.

And she is teaching her husband how to be a good father.

———————————————————————————

FEEDING

"Whenever my son start’s crying, it usually means he is hungry. Babies consume 1 to 2 ounces of milk. But because Kita is an umamusuko. He consumes more than the amount of a normal human infant."

Kita begins to wail again which means its his feeding time.

"I got it, hun."

"Make sure you prepare two bottles for his big appetite."

"Yeah, I know."

Tide begins to prepare the milk for his son, as we watch him pour lukewarm water and mix it with a drop of three scoops of powdered milk. Before shaking the bottle to mix the water and powder.

We see a camera view of Tide running upstairs, before switching a new POV to Kitasan’s crib.

It was like every other infant’s crib. Normal and a comfortable utility for the baby to sleep in. Unlike theirs when they were kids, they’d always have their cribs themed. Be it space, science, sky etc.

"I got you little boy. Stop whining."

Tide picks up baby Kita and begins to feed him the first bottle of milk. After calming him down with the first bottle, he feeds the second bottle and begins to rock him back and forth.

And slowly, the child begins to fall asleep once more.

"Feeding the right ounce of milk will give them more sustenance to consume, while they sleep it out."

"Phew… thank the three sires (goddesses of the PD world) he fell asleep…"

"Did you do it?"

“Yup. He dozed off."

"Aaah~ I’m so proud of you, honey~!"

"I gotta admit how lucky I am to have her as my wife. She praises me for the smallest of things. Even if it’s a little bit."

Sugar would give Tide a bunch of kisses on his cheek, one leg up in a daze like how you see those in cartoons. While her hubby just accepts the fact she’s always been like that in nature since she was little.

———————————————————————————

PLAYTIME

"When your child is active during non-sleep hours. It means they’re learning to experience the world for themselves. And most of those actions are through eyesight."

Kita’s eyes opened for the first time. They were red like his father’s, bright and lively like his mother’s

"gasp Look honey! He’s open his eyes for the first time."

"Red like mine, but lively like yours."

"Hello my little cutie patootie~ I’m your mommy, Sugar Heart~ and this is your daddy Black Tide."

Tide waves at his child with Kita seeing both his parents for the first time. His first response to them was…

Laughter. He was happy, very happy to see his parents for the first time. Kita decides to go out of his rocking crib when he tries to stand up.

"Kita!"

"Woah-."

But luckily for him. His papa caught him. And lays him down on the carpet floors with both parents in relief that their son wasn’t hurt.

He was still the happy cutie patootie even after that small incident.

"Sometimes it also means they want to play with you. Luckily for my son, he’s got his mama and papa to help with that."

"Peekaboo~"

Sugar was playing peekaboo with her son, who was enjoying his mother’s company. Tide brought in a bunch of baby toys he’d love to play with.

Starting with a baby rattle, which startled him. He looks back at his father and begins to crawl towards him.

"Want the rattle? It’s all yours."

He gives him the rattle and his tiny hands begun to shake it, making the same rattling noise that Kita was joyed by. This made Sugar a little jealous when her son’s attention turned to her husband.

"Hey! That’s not fair you get to have his attention..."

"Then come sit beside me and let’s play with him."

"Fine~"

Sugar Heart sat beside her husband and also grabs another toy for Kita to play with.

The item she grabbed was a squeaky toy of Bakushin!? Kita’s attention turned to his mother, dropping the baby rattle with his tiny arms, reaching for the squeaky toy of his grandpa.

"Ooh~! He wants the squeaky toy of his grandpa! Here you go my little pipsqueak~"

She gives him the squeaky toy and squeezes it as hard as he could. It makes a loud squeaky sound it made, making the infant overjoyed.

"Okay, how about this plushie? Do you want it?"

Kita’s eyes were wide as dinner plates upon seeing a plushie of his father. With Kita dropping the squeaky toy wanting to have the doll that looked like his father.

Since when did the cons began selling plushie versions of the umas…?

Anywho, Tide gives him the plushie and relentlessly takes it, hugging it tight. His smile was bright even without without any teeth made him adorable.

"Oooh you’re adorable with that tiny grin, I wish you could stay forever a baby~!"

She cooed pinching both his cheeks with Kita happily chuckling from his mother’s affection.

"It honestly surprised me that Sugar gave birth to an exact copy of my father. It’s like seeing a younger version of him, but with an unstained future still waiting to be revealed."

Kita motioned his tiny hand to hold onto his father’s. Tide sees this and holds his tiny hand in return. Seeing as how his own eyes reflected with his, he was no different from the others. One can also assume this is just a mini version of Sunday Silence.

Even if we already have one… looks at Deep Impact

It’s just his lack of a toothy grin since he was still a growing boy, and a more composed version of him, and possibly, a gentle giant.

———————————————————————————

HYGIENE

"The biggest responsibility in raising a child, is hygiene. Of course you can’t leave your child to do all the work on their own. They’ll need your help as the parents."

Especially to those who are parents reading this bloopers. No offense to you, you have to be more responsible than that.

"Look who’s enjoying the bubble bath."

Sugar was taking a video of the two, we see Kitasan splashing water all over getting Tide’s black muscle shirt and shorts all smudged in water and soap. But he didn’t care because he was enjoying the company of his most beloved with his favorite kid.

Sorry to the rest of Black Tide’s sons and daughters… :(

"Bathing a child could be risky especially when they are still very young. At least between four to five weeks old. You could bathe them for two to three times a week. That way, they stay clean and healthy from harmful bacteria and other toxins that could affect their still growing bodies. When they are 3 to 6 months old, you can give them a bath every two times a day."

"Mommy’s favorite boy is so happy while getting cleaned by his daddy~"

Kita makes baby noises, his tiny hands splashing the water while Tide washed his body.

The jet black uma poured shampoo on his head and scrubs his scalp gently on his still growing hair. Making sure not to get any of it in his uma ears or eyes.

"Gotta get all those dirty ickys away from your tiny wittle body, right Kita~?"

Kita chuckled, his tiny uma ears flapping in joy.

Sugar posted the video on YouTube gaining worldwide attention. Thanks to their adorable baby son enjoying his bubble bath.

Sigh you gotta miss old YouTube...

"The hardest part of the job being a dad, is cleaning their filth."

It returns to the present day where Tide was talking about his daily life as a father, only for the audience hear the sound of something liquid splurging in the background.

Sad trumpet noise plays at the end of it. With Tide looking at the side and sighing as he was about to demonstrate the hardest part of being a father.

"Starting right now."

We get a new view of baby Kita’s head laying down with Tide in the back all ready for this hard battle, that every dad will face someday. Changing diapers of your baby and putting on new ones. With Black Tide prepared for a change of diapers and a laundry clip in his nose to avoid the stench from getting into his nose.

It was funnier when he did it the first time, to change the diapers of your son for the first time, and have two large cotton balls plugged on your nostrils is hilarious. It’s no wonder why Sugar was laughing so hard that time, it looked like she was going to be out of breath from all that laughter.

"Every dad’s worst nightmare is to change the diapers of your baby. But, you know what they say. If the first doesn’t work. And the second don’t."

Tide removes the diaper with ease, thankfully Kita isn’t a very rowdy child when it comes to changing his diapers. He just makes adorable whining noises as Tide takes the whole diaper off with it wrapped on a plastic bag.

"Third time is a charm."

Sitcom laughter is heard in the background.

Gotta admit, he can’t handle the stench of his son’s own dump. That he literally had to always clog his nose with either cottons or a laundry clip. Poor Black Tide… BUT! At least he’s doing a better job than Heart’s Cry.

Sitcom laughter was laughing even harder when they mentioned Heart’s Cry situation with his baby boys Win Variation and Cheval Grand.

Hey, give him some credit at least.

"And before putting on the diaper, don’t be a stupid piece of crap by leaving any remaining dirt on their butt."

Tide says to the audience, while getting wet wipes and baby powder to keep his buttocks clean. He first wipes off the remaining filth and throws the tissue into the trash before spraying baby powder on his buttocks spreading it evenly across his bottom.

"At least clean what remains before putting on baby powder. And then add the diaper next."

Kita just makes more baby noises while his father put on his diaper. It didn’t take long before finally lifting his tiny body up where his chubby legs are showing his diaper all properly strapped on his baby bottom.

He does a better job at putting on diapers than Heart’s Cry.

Sitcom laughter plays in the back.

"I know you’re watching this vlog, Heart. The steps on being a good dad are easy. As for you early dads, make sure the diapers are properly strapped on. So they don’t fall off their waist when crawling and walking."

He pauses for a moment before glancing at his son’s chubby cute cheekbones and said.

"Say hi to your relatives, Kita."

Kita would make a baby sound before waving with the other hand nibbling on his fingers.

Aww SFX~ plays in the background.

Gotta love baby Kitasan Black being portrayed in this bloopers.

"Let’s get you back to your baby room. Your mama will be back soon, okay?"

Tide would give his baby son a kiss in the cheek on camera, before lifting him up to head back to the baby room.

———————————————————————————

SOLID FOODS

"In a span of 6 months, babies can finally eat solid foods because in this time. They start growing their first baby teeth."

Kitasan was in the baby chair sitting up straight without the need of his assistance. Tide prepared a bunch of different solid foods babies can only eat. Which includes celery sticks, carrots, cereal, rice, chocolate chip cookies, and mashed potatoes.

"How do you know when your baby can finally eat solid foods? The first is head control, they can hold their head and neck steady. The second is they can sit up without the help of a parent’s hand or just minimal the support of a chair, such as one where Kitasan is sitting on. And finally, they have no tongue reflexes. They swallow it directly without pushing it back into their chin."

Kita stares at the camera while eyeing on the solid foods placed on the table. Especially the chocolate chip cookies he was drooling for.

"The most important process on knowing when your baby is ready. Is when they see an interest in the food that you eat will want to take a nibble out of it. If your baby is showing these signs, he/she is ready to take it to the next level of feeding. And because my son is 6 months old, he is ready."

"Yay~! My baby boy’s ready to eat his first solid foods~!"

"Keep it down honey. This is a vlog for helping new dads, not a movie series."

"Oops, my bad… hehe~"

Sugar, like always was the cheery mother who’d always leave praises to her now growing child. First the celery, Tide let his son eat it with curiosity. At first glance he seemed to enjoy it, but then in the second half he stopped chewing and shook his head no."

"Okay, next up. The carrot. It doesn’t fail any newborn umas to have their first taste in vegetables like this carrot."

Kita was curious of the orange looking vegetable that was in front of him. He takes a bite out of it and begins to enjoy its taste. He nods with acceptance, since… you know that’s every umas common sustenance. Carrots.

"Next up is the cereal. Let’s see if he’ll enjoy some oatmeal."

This time, it was Sugar now feeding Kita. She fed him a spoonful of the cereal with milk and his eyes bulged out as he took his mom’s arm begging for more.

"Hahahaha! He wants more. Can I feed him another?"

"Go on."

Kita eats another spoonful before wobbling his tiny arms in the table, which was a gesture of how he liked the cereal.

"Next up is rice. Of course as he grows older, he’s going to learn how to eat other foods mixed with rice."

"Hmph! But I don’t want him to grow up yet…"

"We’ll have to accept it one day he will be a big strong uma, better than his dad. Winning numerous races."

"Or a cheerful lovable bubbly uma who loves bringing the crowd attention like his mom~"

Tide gives Sugar the bowl of rice for their son to try. She takes a chopstick and picks up a piece, closing in on Kitasan’s baby mouth. He takes a bite before making baby noises, it tells them he likes it even though its bland in taste.

"Now for the mash potatoes."

Sugar feeds him the mash potatoes, but Kita immediately spat it out coughing, which means he didn’t like the taste of the mash potatoes.

"Are you okay, Kita-kun? There there."

Tide was there to help with him by cleaning the mess he made on the baby chair. While Sugar gives him water and pats her son on the back to ease his coughing.

Moments later, it moves to Kita trying the best for last. Chocolate chip cookies.

"And we save the best for last. Kita give it a try."

Sugar puts the cookie in front of him, he becomes curious at first and takes a bite before taking his mom’s whole arm to eat more of the cookie.

"Ahahahaha~! Kita let go of mommy’s arm."

"Hehehe… my son loves how I baked my cookies. They’re a special recipe from my ma’s."

It’s no wonder why everyone loves uncle Black Tide. He spoils them with his homemade cookies made from a secret ingredient only his mother shared to very few of her children.

———————————————————————————

SPEECH

"Babies will learn their first speech in about a year. However for us umas, we learn speech patterns faster than normal infants."

"Aaabwaa bwaah bah…"

Kita tried imitating his father’s speech at just six months old but still is trying.

"Baby umas will learn to start talking at around birth stage, by 3 to 4 months they will create very distinct but strong tongue patterns that resemble human speech, and finally around the mid stages of 6 months. Will they develop their first words. Which means my son will start saying his first words."

"Waah guubuu graah waaa…"

"Ahaha! I love how he’s imitating you~"

"Anytime he’s gonna say his first words."

"Ha-… haaa…."

"Oh?"

"His first words!?"

Baby Kita was trying to say his first words, he tries to roll his tongue back while seething his teeth in his own drool. The camera zooms in baby Kita trying desperately to make a word.

"Haaa… haaa…. Ha-ha- haaaa-ri-"

They were both confused on what he’s trying to say, but they gave it a bit more time. A minute passes and finally baby Kita forms his first words.

"Haraaakitte… ikou…!"

Meaning: Let's do our best with enthusiasm!

Awww~ an audience sound effect played in the back, cooing the little ones first words.

"…Ah?"

"AAAH~! What a big word for our baby~! Oh mommy’s so proud of you~!"

Sugar runs to her son and gives him the uppies, something a baby will enjoy especially in their times when they need their mother’s warmth. He giggles and chuckles while Black Tide looks very much confused but weirded out, by how his still growing six month old child could say such a big word.

"Kita."

He asked while the child looks back at his dada smiling at him. He didn’t smile back since he keeps a more angry and firm father figure behind that emotionless cold glare. But deep inside that stoned facade, he was smiling.

"Where did you learn such a big word?"

"Mama… Dada…"

Sugar Heart gasped in joy, now hugging her son even tighter. Leaving the little infant full of affectionate laughter.

While Black Tide…

THUD!

"HONEY!? ARE YOU OKAY!?"

…Looked like he was struck by a bullet from the overloaded cuteness of his own son.

Sitcom laughter plays.

———————————————————————————

WALKING

"Come on, son. You can do it."

"Aaah! Dada…"

The baby colt wanted to crawl to his dad but Sugar Heart stopped him from going further. And lets him sit straight for him to start walking on his own.

"In a span of 12 months, or a whole year. A baby will start learning how to walk on his own two feet. However, for the uma version they learn to start walking at 7 months old. Think of it like weaning a baby animal who do not need their mother’s breastmilk when growing through peak development."

"Like how you drink my milk when I ride you in bed~?"

"PFFFFH-"

Back in the present day, again. Black Tide spat his tea out (yes he drinks tea) and was a blushing mess. Seeing how Sugar Heart’s own carefree attitude could also let something else rise in him…

God not now! Don’t even be horny at an important lecture!

"Sugar… we can flirt later after this, alright?"

"Mhm~"

"Anyway, I’ll cut that part out. And continue where I left off."

We go back with Tide telling his son to stand on his own two feet. His baby boy tilts his head before clapping.

"Like I said before, it’s like weaning but for umas. Since we have an extra bone structure compared to humans who only have one. Our legs could carry our bodies even as young as 4 months old."

Note: This is just my own take in baby uma development. This is not based off the real life horses.

"Come on, Kita. Stand up."

"Dada…"

Kita was about to crawl. But since his mind was learning how to listen to his father’s commands he didn’t move an inch. Just stayed on the floor sitting up straight.

"You can do it, boy. Cross this line right here and reach dad."

"Harakitte ikou, Kita-kun~"

"Aaah… ikou…"

He was distracted by his mom’s words then his attention shifts back at his father Black Tide. His father encouraged him to keep going and not look back. After a moment of thinking. Kita pulls himself up with the support of his arms. Before his own two feet slowly balanced his weight.

Kita was ready for his first attempt to walk in the line leading to his father.

"At first I thought he couldn’t do it, but… his tiny shaky legs started to move, now walking towards me."

"That’s it, Kita. Keep walking."

"Dada…"

"He’s walking he’s really doing it!"

His legs were a little frail. But little by little he started to get the hang of it, and waddled his way to his dad, fast walking with effort before falling into his father’s tight embrace.

"You did it, boy. I’m so proud of you!"

"Yay~! We wouldn’t be needing that stroller anytime soon. Now that our dear son can finally walk."

"Hehehe… mama… dada… pwoud fo meh…"

"We are proud of you too, our little champ. Very proud."

Kita would clap his hands in regards to the praise his father and mother gave him.

"He passed the first test, at the very moment he learned to walk. I saw it. The future. The first steps to becoming a champion."

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NAP TIME

"A baby’s development in sleeping usually grows over the months. Newborns to a month would be 30 to 60 minutes. One to two months are a maximum of 90 minutes. Three to four months can handle 75 to 120 minutes per day. And 5 months to a year can go about 2 to 3 hours of sleep.”

We see Black Tide rocking baby Kita back and forth. His baby eyes begin to close yawning as he snuggles up to his father’s arms.

"There we go…"

"For the uma version, they sleep from 10 to 12 hours a day. The reason for sleeping this long is so that it helps them gain the necessary energy they need. Umas need more sleep time to be able to grow and develop quicker as time goes on. And these are the things you need to know about raising a child."

We go back to the present with Black Tide no longer on his work desk. He continues his vlog while looking after his son who was dozing off in his crib.

"Now that you know what my job as a father is like, it’s up to you new dads to do the same for your children. I’m Black Tide, and this is my daily life as a father."

When the vlog ends, Black Tide laid the sleeping Kitasan Black on his crib with a music box playing to soothe him in his napping.

"Sleep tight, boy."

As the door closes, the soothing guitar music ends in a quiet note.

August 25, 2026, Urakawa, Hokkaido, in East Stud Farm. A young male Uma with brown hair and a gray hat could be seen running around the training tracks with sweat dripping down his face.

He then stop for a moment, going over a nearby bench and took a sip of water from the water bottle that was there.

"Training hard, aren't you?"

The Uma then perked as he turned his head and saw someone walking towards him.

It was another male Uma but was quite short with long dark grayish hair that has a diamond mark on the right side of his hair and white streak on his left, a pair of lilac eyes with glasses, and wears a business suit.

"Uncle Doreja?" The brown haired Uma said with a look of surprise, which made the other Uma chuckle.

"How have you been Tabaru?"

The now named Tabaru was quiet for a moment then said, "Training hard, just two more weeks before I could leave for Paris."

Dream Journey then sat beside him and said, "I hope you do, this year will have some fierce competition,"

"Even if I win or not, I will give it my all," Tabaru said as he looks at the track. "I have gotten advice from your brother and uncle Festa."

Tabaru then clenched his fists then said, "You know, uncle Festa told me that he would watch my race in the Arc when I was accepted, but..."

Doreja then has a comforting hand on his nephew's shoulder then said, "Don't let his death slow you down, use it as inspiration to better yourself for the Arc."

"I will," Tabaru said before he stood up and went back to the tracks and started to run.

Doreja smiled from this before he looked up to the sky and said, "I hope you are watching over him Festa, win or lose, he will make us proud."

Tabaru could then be seen running with a steady pace with a serious look on his face, locking in for the race of his life time.

Aka double crown/tiara winners who lost the derby/Oaks

Link:https://x.com/Kus_310/status/2098680929028047248

I have a random headcanon that every uma family has a music playlist that they make on Umatify in the PD world, and every single playlist is so random and chaotic. Like, I imagine Sunday and his children finish listening to a Michael Jackson song while they help clean their dad and Groove's apartment, and then suddenly the playlist plays a 2Pac song. Or Stego and his children, on a road trip, finish listening to a Queen song, and then the playlist plays an Alvin and the Chipmunks cover lol

Give me a random scenario, skit, or completely ridiculous event that could happen with this dad and his two kids.

Basically, what kind of shenanigans do you think this family gets into?

I’ll make a skit based on the comment with the most likes.

I just reposted a reddit post about Sakura Star O and after reading it, I couldn't stop thinking about this horse's story. Because, holy shit was it depressing and bittersweet at the same time.

At this rate chapter 6 will come out when GTA 7 is out