forum One-On-One anyone? (CLOSED)

Started November 04, 2018 by Deleted user

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Farron frowned a little but nodded, “Okay… I trust you.”

Fae helped Navaeh to her feet, then tapped her foot on the ground, causing the forest to disappear.

Farron crossed his arm over his chest and waited slowly.

"First things first. We need to get Navaeh to a doctor. She's weak after I took her magic away."

“We need to get you to a doctor too, remember?”

"Navaeh is more important right now," Fae said, looking Farron in the eye.

"No. No she is not. Not to me. You and our child are more important." Farron protested.

"Farron. I have made my decision. It. Is. Final." Fae said this in a tone that was not to be argued with.

Farron clenched his fists at his side but didn't argue and kept quiet. He let out a breath and shook his head slightly.

Fae handed Naveah to a nurse. "Tha i lag. Feuch gun faigh thu i do dhotair." She suddenly clutched her stomach. "Cuideachd, tha mi a 'smaoineachadh gu bheil mi ag obair."

("She is weak. Please get her to a doctor."… "Also I think I am in labour.")

"Still don't understand but I think I know what's happening…" Farron wrapped an arm around Fae, "We need a doctor! Now!"

The nurses simply stared at Farron but took Fae from him. Not every elf understood English, mostly only those that lived in Volta.

Farron ran a hand through his hair and tried to follow the nurses, "Come on! I need to be there."

A few elves held him back. "Chan urrainn dhut a thighinn a-steach an seo. Eilich a-mhàin."

("You can not come in here. Elves only.")

“I can’t understand you dumbasses. I want to see my child being born!” Farron sighed and still tried to get past.

An elf stepped up. "Sir, you don't wish that. Believe me, you don't."

“Sorry, guess it’s a human thing. How’s it different?” He asked the elf.

"Has it been explained to you by her?" The elf asked. "Because if not, she probably doesn't you to know."

“I only found out she was pregnant a few hours ago and we’ve been a bit preoccupied since then so please, why don’t you explain.” Farron crossed his arms.

"OK then. Basically when an elf is pregnant, the baby is in a small egg about the size of a fist. When the baby is too big for the egg and starts pressing against the sides, the mother is cut into to retrieve the egg. You humans call it a 'C-section'. The eggs is then taken to the baby ward and it is popped. Over the next ten minutes, the baby grows and matures to around the age of a 2 year old child, however they are still newborn. Make sense?"

Farron nodded, “Yeah, that makes sense. Sorry, I guess I’m just nervous about the whole thing.”

"It's fine. I was the same for my wife," The man said. "I was very nervous, but now we have three beautiful children."

“Congrats, man. It also doesn’t help that I’m human and Fae doesn’t bother telling me these things.” He said, sighing.

"Fae, Fae. Where have I heard that name before?" The man thought out loud.

Farron swallowed, “I’m sure it’s a very common name…”