[meanwhile, as everything was going on at Sylvia n Peepers' end, Hater was getting a little restless as it had been way past the due date n the new litter was showing no signs of coming]
Hater: [stared at his reflection n his baby bump in worry]
Wander: (poked his head in) How we holding up, Hatey?
Hater: :( [doesn't reply, wracked with worry]
Wander: (walked over) Hater?
Hater: Something's wrong... I can feel it... Something's wrong with our litter... [was feeling emotional]
Wander: In what way? (patted his baby bump)
Hater: I dunno. It's way past the due date. They should've been born weeks ago, n yet nothing is happening! Oh gob, wat if they're dead? Wat if I'm going to give birth to a litter of stillborn pups? (worry)
Wander: (hugged him gently) Hey, hey, don't be thinking like that. Maybe there's a reason they're taking a while.
Hater: Wat reason can it be? I can understand a day or two late, bt weeks? Oh gob, I'm so scared! It's all my fault. I ran away n didn't know I was pregnant n I must've done something n now everything is all wrong! It's all my fault! ;(
Wander: :( Hey, c'mon now... (held him close rubbing his back)
Hater: ;( [was inconsolable as he cried in Wander's arms]
Wander: Shh, shh, shh... (rubbed his back some more)
Hater: [had cried himself sick again as his hand flew to his mouth] Hurk!
Wander: :O (stepped back watching the skeletor race to their private bathroom)
Hater: (puke) [puked hard into the toilet bowl]
Wander: ^^;;
Hater: [puked for quite a while before finally coughing out the last bile, panting]
Wander: (stepped in) Feel bit better?
Hater: [panting as he nodded a bit, then suddenly cringed in a grimace]
Wander: Hatey? Are you...?
Hater: [looks dwn to see tht he was bleeding] W-Wander...!!
Wander: :O Oh no...
Hater: [his face paled in shock, starting to hyperventilate in panic] Baby... The baby...!!
Wander: (quickly went to get hold of his medic team)
[the medics came ovr as quickly as they can, helping Hater onto the bed]
Hater: ;( Oh gob... Oh gob... Pls let the litter be OK...
Doc: [did a scan] Looks like ur having twins
Hater: T-Twins...?! Wat...? Wat abt the rest of the litter...?! [panicked]
Wander: W-wait, are you sure that's how many you see??
Doc: [moves the ultrasound screen to show them; it was in a sac like in nomad pregnancies, bt there were only two sacs, n they were as big as a regular twin pregnancy] Pretty sure tht's wat we're all seeing
Hater: H-How...?? [yelped at another pain shooting thru his body]
Doc: No time to figure this out. We'll just hv to play by the ear n get the babies out, tht's most important [chk Hater] Ur good to go, sir. Push whenevr u feel it
Wander: (held Hater's hand) Just breathe and push, Hatey. Just breathe and push.
Hater: [nodded in his tears n took deep breaths before he pushed with the contractions]
Doc: Tht's it, tht's very good, sir. Keep going...
Wander: Easy does it now...
Hater: Aaaahhh!! [gripped onto Wander's hand hard as he pushed]
Wander: Ow, ow, ow, ow, easy. >_o
Doc: Easy does it, easy does it, I can see the tip of the sac crowning...
Hater: [gasped at the familiar stretching] Oh gob, oh gob, oh gob...!! This feels like my first Master's baby...!! Aaaahhh...!! ;(
Wander: You got this, Hater. You can do this.
Hater: Oh gob, oh gob... Nngggaaahhh!!! [pushed as hard as he could with the contractions, feeling the awful stretching btwn his legs] Oow, oow, ooww!!
Doc: Slow dwn, slow dwn, dont want u to tear. Just pant thru this part, sir, don't push first, just until the head comes out, tht's it...
Hater: [tries his best to pant thru n not push]
Wander: (gripped his hand)
Doc: OK, there we go, the head's out, u can push now
Hater: Oh gob, it hurts...!! ;(
Wander: You've got this, Hatey. You've done this before...(yanked close to Hater's face) o_o;;
Hater: Shut the fuck up!! I KNOW I've done this before!! But it doesnt get any easier, u ASSHOLE!! [was angry n in tears at the same time]
Doc: Calm dwn, sir ^^;; Ur almost there, just a couple more pushes
Wander: ^^;;; I can take a hint. (goes back to holding his hand)
Hater: [sobs as he did his best to push hard] AAAHHH!!! [pushed one last time]
Doc: There we go! I caught it [caught the sac, which was pretty big, like a regular baby] Scalpel n scissors, pls!
Assistant: (hands him scapel & scissors)
Doc: [takes them n starts removing the sac, which was a bit tougher to do since it was bigger than normal nomad baby sacs]
Hater: [watched in worry] Is... Is it OK...? Our baby...?
Wander: (watches in concern)
[the sac was removed to reveal a skeletor baby, with a thick mop of hair on its head n fur dwn its spine the colour of Wander's, Aftr some rubbing n massaging, the baby skeletor finally let out a weak squeak]
Doc: Its a boy~ ^^ [showed its genitals to the proud parents]
Wander: (sighed in relief) :)
Hater: Oh... Oh thank gob he's OK... [whimpered as another contraction hit]
Doc: No time to waste. U got one more to go
Hater: [whimpered again as he shook his head in pain] ;(
Wander: (held his hand) Just breathe, Hatey. Easy does it.
Hater: No... No no no no... I can't... I can't...!! ;(
Wander: (kisses his hand) Do it for us, Hater...for us...
Hater: [cried as he tried his best to push as much as his tired body could muster]
Doc: Ur doing reli good, Hater, its coming out faster, the first one has paved the way
Wander: (kept encouraging Hater as well)
Hater: Aaagghhh!! [pushed as hard as he could with the contractions] Oh gob...!!
Doc: OK, slow dwn, don't push, just pant, the head is crowning now
Hater: [pants as instructed, tho he was starting to get paler]
Wander: :( It's alright, Hatey. It's alright.
Doc: Oh no, he's starting to hemorrage. Lord Wander, pls help him push, massage his belly. I dont think he has enough strength
Hater: Nnhh... W-Wander...
Wander: (nod) (rubs his belly)
Doc: Push as best as u can, Hater. Ur almost there
Hater: [pants n pushed with the contractions, helped by Wander rubbing his belly]
Doc: Tht's it, tht's good. Almost there... One last push, Hater
Hater: [take a deep breath n gave it all he's got, pushing his hardest] GAAAHH!!!
Wander: (squeezed his hand)
Hater: [pants as he fell bk on the bed, losing consciousness]
Doc: Crap, we're losing him. He's lost a lot of blood! I'm sorry, Lord Wander, bt u hv to wait outside [ushered him out of the room]
Wander: :o But, Hatey-! The baby!
Doc: I'm reli sorry. Pls let us do our job [ushered him out the door n closed it]
Wander: (worry) (began pacing about the room)
Brad: [was on his way to the bar wen he sees Wander outside the room pacing] Woah, wats wrong, furball? Got kicked out again? Is Boney having another mood swing? [was asking tht jokingly]
Wander: (worry) He went into birth, turns out we're having twins, one baby's already out but now Hater's losing blood, oh gob, what if he doesn't make it, what if the second baby hasn't made it, what if... (was a rambling mess)
Brad: Woah, hey, hey, easy, easy... [puts his hands on his shoulders to calm him down] Crap, Boney is in labour? Wow, that's unexpected... I'm sure he'll be OK. He's a strong guy, n the baby will be fine. U got the best medics, they know wat they're doing
Wander: I know...but I can't help it, I... I don't want to lose another one close to me... :(
Brad: He'll be fine. Him n the babies will be fine. Just try not to think negative thoughts [squeezed his shoulders in comfort]
Wander: (slowly wrapped his arms around Brad)
Brad: [slowly held him close, rubbing his bk to reassure him]
[20 mins later, the doc finally came out]
Wander: (looked up) How's Hater...and the baby...? (feared the worst)
Doc: [doesn't reply first, making way for the medic team as they pushed Hater out in a hover stretcher as well as the babies]
Brad: Woah, wait, where r u taking them?
Doc: Sorry, we need to move him bk to the mother ship to our medic bay. Hater's stabilized, bt he's lost a lot of blood n needs intensive care. The second baby has made it, u hv a girl nomad. But according to my analysis, Hater's pregnancy this time ard is closer to a Skeletor pregnancy, thus only having twins instead of a litter, n... well... [hesitated a little, not sure how to continue]
Wander: ...What? :(
Doc: Bcoz of all the stress he's been having, the babies r technically born premature. According to the average Skeletor pregnancy, he wasn't supposed to give birth until the nxt 2 mths. He almost had a miscarriage from all the stress, thus the bleeding n the early birth
Wander: ...But will he be okay?
Doc: Yes, he will be, once he receive intensive care. The babies will hv to be kept in incubation for at least 3 weeks before they can be taken out. I'm sorry sir, n well, congratulations, I guess [walked away to follow the rest of the medic team bk to the ship]
Brad: Damn, tht was intense
Wander: (sighed a huge breath of relief)
Brad: Well, I guess it's congratulations to u then, furball
Wander: Yeah...thanks... :)
Brad: Wanna go see the babies? Can I come with?
Wander: Sure...and yeah, you can.
Brad: :) Let's go then. Lead the way
Wander: (goes to see the twins with Brad)
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