[Meanwhile, in a dark dungeon where all the breeder slaves are kept, sounds of moaning n whimpering echoed dwn the hallway, telling all the slaves there tht someone is giving birth, n tht someone this time was Hater]
Hater: [panted hard, whimpered as another small ping pong sized egg popped out of him] Pls... Pls... No more...
Master: (slaps him) Shut up, you little bitch!
Midwife: Master, pls. This is a delicate procedure [turns to Hater] I know, I know it hurts, just a bit more, OK?
Hater: [whimpered, shaking his head]
Master: |-( Ugh...
Midwife: Just a bit more, hang in there, young man...
Hater: [whimpered as he pushed a bit more, then groaned out loud as the last few eggs come out of him]
Midwife: There we go, great work, young man [turns to the Master, who was of the Octopi species] Congrats, Master, u hv 24 eggs altogether [showed him the glowing fluorescent eggs in the basket]
Master: uh huh, that's real great. (doesn't sound one bit overjoyed)
Midwife: Shall I take them to the missus now, Master?
Master: Yeah, whatever. >_>
Hater: [pants n reached a shaky hand] No... My... My babies...
Midwife: Sorry, young man, bt u knw ur duty. Ur here to help the Master's wife breed. These eggs are not urs, nvr will be [looked at him sympathetically before leaving with the basket]
Hater: No... No, pls... [tries to climb off the bed to chase aftr them]
Master: (pins him down with one arm) Stay. Put. Unless you want another punishment, boy. ]:)
Hater: [whimpered] But... M-My babies... Pls... Don't take them from me again... ;(
Master: (leans in close) They...are NOT...your little brats, got it??
Hater: [doesn't reply, but doesn't resist anymore as he sobbed] ;(
Master: That's what I thought...
Hater: [sobbed as he lay bk on the bed, curling up in the covers]
Master: Oh knock it off, |-( should be used to this by now... (walks off, leaving him alone)
Hater: [flinched as the door to his dungeon cell was slammed closed n locked, buried his face on his pillow n cried, mourning for the loss of another child. He knew he wasn't supposed to get attached to any child he was forced to carry but he couldn't help it; n he cursed himself for doing this to himself again, for not learning his lesson after this second Master]
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