[the carriage brought them to a very rural area where there were only a few residential areas, n they soon chk into a rustic inn]
Peepers: [had his face buried on Brad's chest the whole time, n he was starting to shake very badly]
Brad: Are you okay? How's the baby? :(
Peepers: [was sobbing as he breathed hard, fluid n blood starting to leak btwn his legs] B-Brad... ;(
Brad: :O Oh no... (picked him up) Somebody? Anybody?? (worry)
Peepers: Nnhh... Can't... Hold... C-Coming out... ;( Baby's... Baby's coming out... Pls... U hv to... Gghh...!!
Brad: Okay, okay, hang on. (lay him on the bed and helped to remove his pants)
[his birth canal was fully dilated, n the baby's head was starting to peek out]
Peepers: Gaahhh!! It hurts, it hurts!! ;(
Brad: (worry) Just breathe, just breathe... (held onto the baby's head, helping it out)
Peepers: [gripped onto the sheets tight, pushing whenever he feels a contraction] Nnngghhh~~!!
Brad: (bit his lip, being careful not to pull too hard)
Peepers: [pants hard, tries his best to push with the contractions] Brad... Oh gob, Brad, it hurts...!! ;(
Brad: Just hang in there, Princess. It'll almost be out. :(
Peepers: [breathes as he continued pushing, then suddenly screamed out wen the head popped out, his canal stretched to the limit as the shoulders were getting stuck coz of its size] FUUUCCKKK!!! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!! IT FUCKING HURTS~!!! ;(
Brad: (worry) (gripped Peepers' hand, trying to ease his pain)
Peepers: [was crying outright, tears staining his face n the pillow, his breath hyperventilating] Its stuck...!! The baby is stuck...!! Oh gob, oh gob, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...!! ;(
Brad: :( I've got it, you're doing great. (pulled a bit on the baby to help it get out)
Peepers: [whimpered as he felt Brad pulling the baby out, his canal stung as he might've tore a little, trying to push along with the contractions again] Ggghh...!! I can't do it... I can't do it... I can't...!! ;(
Brad: You can! You can do this, Princess! :(
Peepers: Don't call me Princ-- Gaaahhh!! [screamed as another contraction hit him, forcing him to push] ;(
Brad: You've gotta finish the job, Peepers! (worry) (still helping pulling the baby)
Peepers: I can't... I can't... ;( [bt his body betrayed him with another contraction, making him push, somehow making a bit of progress as the shoulders soon eased out]
Brad: That's it, almost there...!!
Peepers: [takes a few more deep breaths, sat up suddenly as he felt his biggest contraction evr n he screamed out his last push] FFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK~~!!! ;(
Brad: Got it, we got it out! :) (quickly got to rubbing their child's back) Come on, come on... :(
Peepers: [watches worriedly as Brad tries to save their baby, wracked with tears of pain n fear, bt at the same time so tired] Oh gob, pls... Pls...
[it was a few mins bt it felt like forever until the baby finally gurgled, spewed out some fluid n started crying]
Brad: (phew) Oh thank gob... (cheks) ... :) We've got a son.
Peepers: Son...? We... We got our little Duke... [smiled a little before he suddenly went pale, like deathly pale] I... I don't... feel so good...
Brad: :( Should I get you help?
Peepers: [didn't reply as he was losing consciousness, n he was starting to bleed more]
Brad: (worry) Oh gob... Somebody!! (hoped for someone to hear his cries)
Duke: ;(
Manager: [knocked on the door n peeked in] Everything OK? We heard screaming n... [sees them] Holy zob! Wat happened here??
Brad: :( My partner just gave birth and he's losing so much blood. We need help, please!
Manager: R-Right away [turns to his errand boy downstairs] Zeb! Go fetch the village doctor n midwife!!
Peepers: [was starting to slip] T... Take care... Of Duke... For me... Eh, hotshot...?
Brad: :( I will, I will, just...just hang in there... (held Duke close)
Peepers: Even...wen I'm gone... Pls... [his eye was going blank]
Brad: (worry) Peepers!
Duke: ;( Wahhh~
[the village doctor n midwife soon barged in, the midwife taking Duke n the doctor shooing Brad out so they can do their job]
Brad: (began to pace feeling like a nervous wreck)
[30 mins later, the doc n midwife came out]
Brad: :( Peepers... and Duke...? Are they...?
Doctor: We barely managed to stop the bleeding. He's suffered quite a bad tear n carrying a child tht size within him required a lot of blood, thus the blood loss. In future, if u wish to hv more children, maybe consider C-section as a birth option to avoid this
Midwife: Did ur wife suffered an injury beforehand? Had an accident or got hurt in anyway?
Brad: My...my grandfather had smacked him earlier... :(
Midwife: Well, the trauma has caused some damage. I'm sorry to say tht ur son is blind on his right eye. Bt other than tht, he's in perfect health. Maybe abt 2-3 weeks premature, bt he seems to be breathing alright, so no incubator needed [hands the tiny bundle to Brad]
Brad: (sighed in relief, staring down at his son) :) Hey there, Duke...
Duke: [cooed a little, looking up at him with tired eyes. He was a spitting image of Brad, bt with Peepers' pinkish skin n his red eye colour, tho his right eye was glazed n grey coz it was blind]
Brad: (cradled him) Daddy's here now, daddy's got you...
Doctor: U may go in n see ur wife now. Take care
Midwife: N congratulations :)
Brad: :) Thank you. (went in to check on Peepers)
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