[Another couple mths passed by, n it was soon Wander's due date, tho it's been almost a week past, it seems the new litter is coming in slow]
Hater: (was feeding Wander) ^^
Wander: [allowed him to feed him, sitting on Hater's lap, then stroke his belly, his face looking a little worried]
Hater: (pets belly also) The babies will be okay. (to himself) I hope...
Wander: [had slowly started talking a couple weeks ago] Baby... Slow... Worry... Scared...
Hater: (hugs the nomad in comfort)
Wander: [nuzzled in his embrace for a while, then abt 10 mins later, his eyes suddenly opened n he started breathing hard]
Hater: W-Wander...? (feels something wet) :O Oh no...
Wander: [whined, crawling off Hater's lap painfully to get to the nest to give birth]
Hater: (kneels next to him) (thinks; you've done this before, you can do this again) Easy does it, Wander...
Wander: [got in the nest, the lower half of his body inside the nest while the top half is out n leaning against Hater, burying his face against his lap as he started pushing]
Hater: (encourages the nomad)
Wander: [breathed hard as he kept pushing along with the contractions, occasionally biting dwn on the robe hard]
Hater: That's it, easy...
Wander: [let out short whines as he could feel the first pup coming out]
Hater: Almost there...
Wander: [gripped onto Hater's lap tight n took a deep breath before he pushed one last time, the pup finally slid out of him in one fell swoop]
Hater: (picks it up) There we go. (helps it out of the sac)
[The pup took its first breath n started squealing, waking up the older litter tht was sleeping their crib]
Wander: [hears both the new pup cry n the old litter crying n whined worriedly]
Hater: (places the newborn pup next to Wander and turns to the litter) It's okay, kids, it's okay.
*knock knock knock*
??: Everything OK in there, sir? [It was Peepers' voice]
Hater: Peepers, a little help??
Peepers: [comes in n sees Hater with Wander, n pretty much guessed the situation] Oh I see. I'll bring the litter to Brad. His girl will keep them distracted [takes the older litter out of the crib]
Hater: (nod) (turns back to Wander to keep helping him out)
Peepers: Hang in there, furball [leaves the room with the older litter]
Wander: [whines wen Peepers took the older litter, a little worried]
Hater: (pets his head) They'll be alright, Peepers will take care of them.
Wander: [whimpered as he felt the next contraction n finally gave in to pushing]
Hater: There you go, Wander...that's it...
Wander: [kept pushing for 10 mins before finally the second one slid out of him]
Hater: (helps it out of the sac like he did the first one)
[Oddly the second one had no reaction at all, just lay still in Hater's hand]
Hater: (blinks)...Come on, little guy...(rubs it to try and get it breathing)
[No matter how much he rubbed, the pup was not reacting, like it was already gone before it left the womb]
Wander: [doesn't hear the pup cry n started whining, trying to lick it to get it going]
Hater: (fears the worst) No...no, no, no...
Wander: [whined as he kept licking, but it still had no response, tears start pouring out of his eyes as he feared the worst]
Hater: ;( No...
Wander: ;( Baby... Baby... No... [winced as another contraction came in, n whined in pain]
Hater: (wipes tears) I-it's okay...you still got it... :(
Wander: [whimpered n continued pushing]
[For the next 45 mins, Wander kept pushing, expelling out the pups one by one]
Wander: [was pushing dwn his 5th n prolly last one, whimpering as his furry face was wet n matted with his sweat n tears]
Hater: You got this, you got this...we're almost done...
Wander: [tries his best to push, but as usual, he was very tired out by the last few pups, shaking his head] Can't... Tired...
Hater: (pets his head) You can do this, Wander... :(
Wander: Can't... Tired...!! ;( [sobbing hard onto Hater's lap]
Hater: (rubs his head and back) Shh...you still got this...for the babies...
Wander: [whimpered before he crawled out of the nest, gripping onto Hater's robes tight n summoned the last strength he had n pushed dwn as hard as he could, then let out a loud cry as the 5th pup slid out together with a 6th n final pup]
Hater: :) (helps it out of the sac)
[The 5th pup squealed out its first breath of air, but like the 2nd pup, the 6th pup had no reaction]
Hater: ...No...(rubs it) no, not again, no... ;(
Wander: [sees the 6th pup not breathing n whined, trying to lick it awake in vain] ;( Baby... No, baby...
Hater: Not this again... ;(
Wander: [the reality of his 2nd n 6th pup were dead hit him, n he let out an agonized howl, crying out loud]
Hater: (puts face in his hand) ;(
Wander: Baby...!!! No, baby...!!! BABY~~!!! [hugged the dead pups tight in his arms, wailing in agony, his heart breaking]
Hater: (hugging himself, silently sobbing)
Peepers: [came in to chk on them, wondering wat was the commotion abt n gasped wen he saw it] Oh gob... [covered his mouth in shock]
Hater: (looks up) C...C Peeps... ;(
Peepers: [comes close tentatively] Oh gob, I'm... I'm so sorry...
Wander: [snarled at Peepers thru his tears, not wanting him to come closer to either of his pups, dead or alive]
Hater: Two of them...they didn't...;(
Peepers: Oh no... I'm so sorry, sir... [felt reli bad for them]
Wander: [sobbed n sobbed until he passed out frm fatigue, his arms still hugging the dead pups possessively]
Hater: (pets Wander's head gently)...;(
Sylvia: (peeks in) Hey, guys? Did I... miss...something...? (sees the unborn pups in Wander's hands)...:( Oh no...
Peepers: Oh, poor Wander... [patted Hater's bk] I'm so sorry for ur loss, sir
Hater: ;( Was...was it my fault that...?
Peepers: No, no, dont blame urself, these things happen sometimes in a litter birth. Its not ur fault, its not something u can control. Dont blame urself, sir
Hater: (sniffles)... :(
Peepers: Hey, look on the bright side. U still hv them [gestured to the 4 pups tht were alive n well, shivering n wriggling in the blanket Hater had wrapped them up during the birth]
Hater: True...
Sylvia: Have you checked their genders yet?
Hater: N-no...
Peepers: Want me to do the honours?
Hater: (nods, still sniffling a little)
Peepers: [chked them slowly one by one] U got two baby boy skeletors n two baby girl nomad, all fingers n toes accounted for
Hater: (settles down) That's...that's good to hear. :)
Sylvia: :)
Peepers: :) Well, I guess congrats is in order, n well... also, sorry for ur loss. U wanna clean n wash the pups while I handle Wander n the... other two?
Hater: (nods again) Mhm. I just...need a moment, I guess.
Peepers: Alright, we'll take care of Wander then. Syl, maybe u could clean Wander up while I take care of these two pups
Sylvia: (nod) Right.
Peepers: [took the dead pups out of Wander's arms n took a random blanket to wrap them up, then let Sylvia carry the nomad to the bathroom to be cleaned]
Hater: :(... (hugs himself again before attending to his newborns)
New litter: [cooed as they were being manhandled by their father]
Janet: [showed up nxt to Hater] I heard everything. U... U gonna be OK?
Hater: It...it'll be hard to get over, but...yeah, I guess...
Janet: Is Wandy gonna be OK tho?
Hater: :( He...might have a harder time getting over this...
Janet: [a short silence later] Just hang in there, OK? [patted his bk] I'll go help out the pipsqueak with the unborn pups
Hater:...Alright.
Janet: [slinked away, then sees Sylvia just got out of the bathroom with the sleeping Wander in her arms] Hey, Sylvia. How's he doing? Is he all cleaned up?
Sylvia: Got him all cleaned. ...You've heard what happened?
Janet: Yeah. I'm a planet, anything tht goes on me, I hear it, whether I like it or not. It breaks my core to hear Wander crying like tht wen... wen the pups...
Sylvia: :( Yeah...
Janet: [concentrated a little, turning the bed into a slightly bigger one with more comfortable pillows n blanket n stuff, then with her morphing abilities, transformed a few huge cotton leaves into a nice warm robe for Wander] He needs all the comfort he can get now [passes the robe to Sylvia]
Sylvia: (takes it) He does... (puts robe onto Wander)
Janet: [uses her vines to move the blanket for Sylvia to tuck Wander in] So, pipsqueak, any idea wat ur gonna do with those pups?
Peepers: Umm... I was thinking of bringing it to the ship n ask someone to make a casket for them
Janet: I'll make the casket. It'll be right outside. U just put them in there n make sure to store them properly until Hater n Wandy r ready to bury them
Peepers: OK [brings the unborn pups outside n waited for Janet to finish making it with her morphing powers]
Sylvia: (tucks Wander into bed) ...:( I'm so sorry, buddy...
Wander: [sniffled a little in his sleep, bt otherwise continued snoring silently]
Janet: [pop out her rose form n kissed Wander's head] Stay strong, Wandy-poo...
Sylvia: (pets his head and left him to sleep)
Janet: [sees Hater come out with the freshly cleaned pups] All clean there, Hater?
Hater: y-yeah (shows his eyes are a little red from the crying)
Janet: [noticed it, then with her vines, takes the litter to put them beside Wander, then pop out her rose form into full height of Hater, wrapping her leaf-arms ard the overlord in a tight hug]
Hater: (hugs her back) :(
Janet: There, there, its OK [stroke his head] Time will heal all wounds. The rest of ur litter is alive, tht's all tht matters for now
Hater: I know...
Janet: U better rest as well, Hater. U'll need the strength to face tomorrow, especially wen Wander comes out of his state
Hater: ...Okay.
Janet: [help lead Hater to the bed to rest nxt to Wander, while her other vines got busy getting the suction cup to let the new litter hv their first meal]
Hater: (gets in the bed, sniffling till he fell into deep sleep)
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