Genetics curse

"Oh no." he said, panicing. "What do we do, what do we do, whaddowedo, whaddowedo, whaddowedo!?"

OOC: Whaddowedo is pretty much just him saying "What do we do" fast.

 

"I don't know!" she cried out, punching the ground again, feeling herself tortured. She breathed hard, and kept doing what she was doing. She sat up, in pain, and pulled off her sweat pants. Her shirt was really long and went down to her knee's, where she was shorter than most girls. She was still crying. She was scared of becoming a mother.

 

He thought quckly and put his hand on her forehead, cooling it, and the rest of her body, down a bit and numbing the pain a little.

 

She couldn't feel her body anymore. She groaned in agitation as more contractions wrapped around her torso. She heard the cry of a baby after her muscles in her stomach contracted again. She gasped, still sitting up. She took off her sweater and kept sat up. She wrapped the baby in her sweater and took a deep breath.

 

He looked at the baby in awe. This is my child. he thought. He gently sprayed the baby with a little water to clean off the blood. "Is it a boy or a girl?" he asked, nervous.

 

She chuckled, watching the baby coo. She pulled down the sweater to check the baby's gender.
"It's a boy," she said, looking up at him. She smiled, tears in her eyes.

 

He smiled, tears also in his eyes. "My son. Our son." he said. "What should we call him?"

 

She shook her head and started shaking. She gasped softly, and fell back to the ground, holding the baby close to her so she wouldn't hurt him. She passed out, from exhaustion.

 

He gasped a little, then realized she was just tired. He took off his jacket and put it over them, to try and keep them warm. He kissed both their cheeks and went out for a bit to hunt.

 

She fell asleep, holding the baby next to her. She heard him crying a few minutes into her nap and woke up. She groaned and sat up. She pulled her shirt down and started breast feeding him. She yawned and stood up, wobbling a little. She kept a barrier around herself and looked at him, worried about his future.

 

He came back a couple minutes later with enough meat to last them a month.

 

She raised an eyebrow, and chuckled.
"Uhmm... I have a house you know? In the city? Big mansion?" she asked, trying to jog his memory with a slightly laugh.

 

"Sorry." he said. "I'm just not used to such places. And in the shock that I am now a father, I forgot."

 

She chuckled and started walking towards the city.
"Let's go home," she said smiling.

 

Kuroh followed her, smiling. "So, what are we going to name him?" he asked.

 

She shrugged her shoulder's.
"I don't know..." she said, trying to think.

 

"Hmm." he said, thinking.

 

She kept thinking of names...
Joshua? Jimmy? Nathan? she thought, looking at Kuroh.
"What about Nathaniel? Nathan for short?" she asked.

 

"That sounds great!" he said, smiling. "But whose last name should he take? Yours or mine? Or, we could do the right thing and get married."

 

She coughed on air, choking at the word marriage. Tears formed in her eyes and she started crying. She handed Nathaniel to him and turned away.
"I'm going to, go off for a couple of hours," she said. She still had much to think about.