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Started August 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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(Thankfully you have the ninth grader who took family life and saw a video on child birth rping with you, and not some dud. xD)

Finally, it was over. After hours and hours of Elise screaming in agony as her body worked to give birth, Havenwood finally was holding the smol boi in a bundle of blankets hastily snatched off of the bed. Havenwood sat down next to Elsie (on the couch, where he moved her from off of the bed, so she’d be more comfortable), holding the healthy boi. He’d washed the mucus off carefully, dried off the boi, and diapered him, now to be wrapped up in a blanket.

(dude im in seventh and I forget this like WAT is wrong with me XD
also the smol boi lol)
Elise smiled weakly, tears still running down her face - perhaps of pain, perhaps of joy, perhaps of both. She held out her arms weakly to hold the boi.

Havenwood handed him over, wrapping his shaking arms around her. Even as the God of Childbirth, knowing it’d be a successful birth, he was still scared out of his mind. He pressed his forehead against Elise’s head and whispered, “You did such a great job…”

"So did you," She whispered shakily. "Guess that parentage of yours wasn't too bad, eh?" She managed a soft, shaky chuckle.

Havenwood kissed her cheek and looked at the smol. “Isn’t he beautiful?” His voice was still in a whisper.

"He is." Elise shut her eyes and exhaled slowly, opening them owlishly.

Havenwood stood up. “I’m going to change the sheets, and you can get some rest, okay?”

"Okay. Okay." She sighed, grinning at everything that had just happened.

Havenwood leaned down and kissed her forehead, then did the same to his smol. He grinned a little, then walked into the other room.

Elise looked down at her smol. He was very smol even for a smol. She began to hum 'Wannabe' by the Spice Girls to him, closing her eyes.

Havenwood swiftly changed the sheets and walked out to his smol and Elsie. “The bed’s ready. If you want me to carry you, I can,” He offered softly as he walked over.

She opened her eyes and glanced to Havenwood. "Yes, please."

(What were you planning to do, anyway?)

Havenwood lifted her and the smol up carefully, and carried them to the bed.

(for the ring thing? the classic reassuring kiss and the burning of the ring.)
Elise leaned her head against his chest, sighing contentedly.

(Ahhhh)

Havenwood laid down carefully in the bed, holding the other two close. “Do you want a change of clothes, Elise?”

"I don't want to do anything…for a while." She exhaled deeply. "I'll be fine." She grinned up at him.

Havenwood gave her a look and laid down with them. “If you say so.”

“I do say so.” She returned the look for a second, mocking him playfully, then smiled again. “Thank you.”

(My notebook’s being slow, so my answers are going to be brief)

Havenwood pulled her close. “You’re welcome, Elise.”

(Okay)
“Thelisi,” she mumbled, a sudden idea striking her.

Havenwood hummed gently. “Pardon?”

"It means willpower, right?"