[meanwhile, at the gardens...]
Magica: [getting better at walking as he tottered ard, trying to chase a butterfly] Bata! Bata!
Brad: (was watching from his seat on the bench) :)
Magica: Bata, bata~ [disappeared behind some tall bushes]
Brad: :O oh, honey, stay in sight of mommy. (went after him)
[there was no sound coming frm behind the bushes]
Brad: (worry) ... Magica?
??: Finally. I've found u
Brad: :O (turned to see who spoke)
Vlax: [there she stood, with an unconscious Magica in her arms, n the tiger n dragon by her side] Finally I've found u, my beautiful little slave
Brad: (eyes went wide in horror) N-no...n-not you...
Vlax: Oh yes. Do u think u could hide frm me n take MY Alpha child away? I am Vlax the Vicious! I will ALWAYS find a way!
Brad: (bit his lip) ... B-Buns...?
Vlax: Wat? U mean my useless sorry excuse of a pet? Let's just say, her head on the wall serves as a reminder to my other pets of those who dare to fail me (evilgrin)
Brad: :O N....no, Buns... ;( (recalled how nice the rabbit had been to him) ... Please...
Vlax: Its all ur fault. If it weren't for u making her soft, she wouldn't hv been dead. Her death is on ur head (evilgrin)
Brad: ;( ...just don't hurt Magica...
Vlax: Oh I'm not going to hurt him. I'm taking bk what's mine. N u? Well... I got myself a much better slave to fuck n breed now while I was hunting for u. I guess I don't need u anymore [used her powers to lift him up n threw him across the garden, laughing maniacally as she disappeared]
Brad: :O MAGICA!!! (tried to catch him)
Vlax: [her voice echoed] Come n get him, if u dare. Ahahaha~~ [completely disappeared]
Peepers: [was out looking for Brad wen he heard the commotion] Brad? Brad?! Where are u??
Brad: (still trying to catch Magica) (worry) No, no, no, no...!
Peepers: [arrived n found him groping at thin air] Brad? Brad, Brad, my Star, I'm here! Wat happened? :(
Brad: (worry) Vlax...she came back, she has Magica, and...!!
Peepers: :O Vlax?? H-How?? How did she find u? We kept ourselves hidden...
Brad: (worry) Sh-she just found us somehow, but Magica...! ;(
Peepers: Magica? She took him?? :O
Brad: Y-yes, and I don't know where they could've- ;(
Peepers: Dont worry, we'll find her. R u OK? Is our little baby OK? U look like u took a huge fall
Brad: (felt his stomach) I-I dunno... :(
Peepers: R u sure? (worry) [chked him worriedly]
Brad: I think that... (doh) (gripped his stomach)
Peepers: :O Star? [saw tht there was blood btwn his legs] Oh grob, oh grob... Help! Help, somebody!!
Brad: (sobbed in pain) ;(
Jeeves: [hears the cries] :O [turns to some guards] Wat r u all standing there for?? Go call the med bay n get Dr Trouble!
Guards: (salute and run off)
Brad: ;( B-but Magica-! (doh)
Peepers: Just hang in there, Star, breathe. Concentrate on our baby girl first, OK?
Jeeves: [helped massage his bk to ease his pain]
Brad: ;( (tried to calm his breathing)
Dr Trouble: [came with her team of medics n nurses, then came to chk Brad] We can't make it to the med bay in time, we're gonna hv to deliver this baby in the nearest room possible
Jeeves: Lets head to the tea room, its just up ahead in the garden
Peepers: I'm here, I'm right here [held Brad's hand]
Brad: ;( (choked a sob as he was lead)
[they all moved to the tea room, then the medics n Jeeves got busy moving the furniture ard n taking dwn the cushions for Brad to lie dwn on the floor]
Dr Trouble: Alright, love, don't hold bk. Just push wen u feel it
Peepers: [nvr let Brad's hand go]
Brad: (bit his lip, giving his best pushes)
Peepers: I'm here, I'm here... [stroke his cheek]
Dr Trouble: Easy does it, easy... [asked the nurses for more towels for the bleeding]
Brad: ;( (pushed his hardest)
Peepers: [rubbed his bk]
Dr Trouble: Ur almost there, love, give me one last push [turns to a nurse] Wheel the incubator ovr, quick!
Nurse: (does so)
Brad: ;( P-Pumpkin...
Peepers: Its alright, it's alright, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere [kissed his cheek as he massage his hand]
Brad: (sniffled, continuing to push)
Dr Trouble: [caught the baby] There we go! Bring me the basin of warm water [rubbed the baby's bk] Come on... C'mon, sweet thing... Breathe...
Peepers: [watched in worry, holding his breath] (worry)
Brad: ;( (couldn't hear the baby) No...please...
Dr Trouble: [puts the baby in the warm water to clean it while she kept rubbing its bk] C'mon... C'mon...
[it took a while, bt the baby finally started crying weakly]
Dr Trouble: There we go. Its ur beautiful baby girl
Peepers: [sighed in relief] Oh, thank grob
Brad: (sighed in relief)
Dr Trouble: [wrapped the baby n passed her to Brad] Here u go, love
Brad: (takes the baby into his arms) ... :) Hey there...
Peepers: [leans in to look as well]
Baby: (was a small watchpup with a blue/red eye and white hair) ;( Waaah~
Brad: (nuzzled her) Shh...
Peepers: Oh she's so beautiful... Shh, there, there, Daddy's here
Dr Trouble: Sorry to cut it short, she's quite premature, she's gonna hv to go into the incubator for a while [takes the baby n puts her inside]
Brad: (whimpered a little as she was taken) :(
Peepers: Its OK, my Star. We'll get to see her. She just needs a little help growing, is all
Dr Trouble: Lets get u into the med bay now, u need medical attention too [turns to the nurses] Help me wheel ovr the bed n lets get them all to med bay
Nurses: (nod) (do so)
Brad: (as he was taken) :( (thinks; Magica...please stay safe...)
[Brad was wheeled into the med bay n was treated for a while before being cleaned n admitted to the ward]
Peepers: [was nxt to him in the ward once everything was done] How're u feeling, my Star?
Brad: Exhausted... and worried... :(
Peepers: Don't worry, u just concentrate on resting. I'll talk to Lord Hater n Lord Dominator abt this. I'm sure they can help
Dr Trouble: [wheels in the incubator] Here's ur little baby. All her vital signs are good, she just needs to be in the incubator for a while to grow properly. U can only take her out to feed her, tht's all
Brad: ... (nod) Thank you.
Dr Trouble: Congratulations again [nodded n left the room]
Peepers: [looks into the incubator] She's so tiny... yet so beautiful. U did a great job, Brad [nuzzled him]
Brad: (blush) (nuzzled him back)
Peepers: So, wat was tht name again u wanted for our little princess?
Brad: (think) ... Maria.
Peepers: Yeah, Maria, tht's a nice name for our princess [kissed Brad] U rest, okay? U need it
Brad: (yawn) Alright... (went into deep sleep)
Peepers: [stroke his cheek one last time before leaving the room to go look for Hater, a determined look on his face]
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